Romans & histoires Shane And Ryland Kiss

“It's perfect.” “You're perfect,” he says, putting his hand on my cheek. “We're perfect,” I correct him. He nods and brings his lips to mine. We kiss in front of our sandcastle, and I see the flash from the photographer's camera. I'm glad this picture will be mine forever. We are in love, and now we have a picture to hang in our home of sandcastle kisses.

I know I should be thinking of the fact that Leslie had humiliated me and sent me a pack full of eye daggers as Todd and I left the party. But all I can think about is that Kiss! His tongue in mine, his lips against mine…. Todd withdrew and my stomach clenched in disappointment. Maybe I should have kissed him? But then I was reminded of why that was a bad idea…… “Is she passed out?” Laurel asked opening the door on the other end. “No but she looks like she will soon be. I think she is shaken by everything.” He said and I could feel the sadness in his voice . “Poor Rory.” I heard Laurel say.

“That doesn’t make me feel better.” “It should,” she said. “Because now the story makes sense.” There again… “story”. I’m really starting to dislike that word. Like my life had somehow turned into something people could pick apart and explain like it belonged to them. I ended the call after a bit and lowered my phone slowly, then looked at Damon. “Well,” I said, “I guess this just got more complicated.” “If anything,” he said, “it got easier.” I frowned. “Easier?” “You have a reason now,” he replied. “People won’t question the kiss as much.”

The three of them connected by phone, no words now, just the sound of breathing and the city waking up around them in the way it woke up every morning, indifferent to everything happening on this particular street. "We go in," Elena said. "We go in," Alexander said. They moved toward the door together. Elena's hand found Alexander's in the dark space between one step and the next. Not strategy. Not performance. Just her hand finding his because it had started to understand where it belonged. He held it for exactly two seconds. Then they reached the door. Alexander looked at her one final time. She nodded. He knocked. Three times. Deliberate. Unhurried.

Forcing himself to smile, Shane replied, "Don't worry, Mr. Sander. That guy has been gone from this industry for three years, so he's definitely out of touch with the newest techniques. The Skynet Project is ours for the taking." Despite his reassuring words, deep down inside, he didn't dare take Adrian lightly. After all, he knew better than anyone just how capable A had been back then. After the meeting ended, Shane sought out Selena. "That ex-husband of yours sure knew how to hide himself." An undercurrent of mockery lined Shane's words. Selena chewed on her lip, her eyes flashing with hatred. "He's doing this to take revenge on me—on us." In response to that, Shane scoffed. "He wants to

“What Caleb told Marcus — about me giving the order — it’s a lie. I swear it.” She finally looked at him. “I want to believe you,” she said. “But the first kiss was a lie. The promises. The wedding. All of it. So how do I know this isn’t another story to buy my trust?” He didn’t answer with words. He stepped forward, took her face in his hands, and kissed her like a man starved for truth. And she let him. Because part of her still wanted to believe that even monsters could fall in love. ---

"Those photos aren't edited. They're real." "They've known each other all along and were lying to us right here. How despicable!" With the proof staring everyone in the face, Eva couldn't argue. She resorted to playing the emotional card. "My son and Dr. Summer have deep feelings for each other!" she cried. "They were each other's first love. You forced yourself between them! My son couldn't bear the pain and jumped into the river. This is all your fault!" As the crowd began to waver, Wendy quickly jumped in, forcing a few tears.

"Oh, come on nerd. Nathan is the talk of the town and also every girl's dream. He's so rich and cute. His eyes are the prettiest." "What's a boy with so much money still doing unmarried?" "He's only 24. What does he need marriage for at this age? It's not like you are married." "Rebecca." "Let her be, Kylie. Rebecca, it's a good thing I didn't accept his wedding proposal then otherwise I would have regretted that day. Philip and I are no longer together." "I'm so sorry about that. I wasn't aware." "It's okay." "Now everything is settled. Now back to this Richard guy." Kylie said. KNOCK KNOCK

Without breaking our eye contact he slowly leaned forward to kiss me. Our lips were just a centimetre apart when he whispered –"Please Skylar doesn't go away from me. You are mine and only mine! I am begging you, please don't do this us." Saying this he pulled our bodies together and placed his beautiful soft lips over mine. This could have been very romantic. Kissing your loved one in the rain, but here we are breaking up something that wasn't even there in the first place. His lips were begging me to not go, to open up myself, to not end this wobbling, fragile relationship that was built upon games and lies.

Shawn's body was covering hers. He trapped her between the seat and his chest, deepening the already sudden kiss. Gale could hardly breathe... Moreover, she felt a stirring. If he kept kissing her like this, something would happen! Shawn is a man, and he has instinct and desire! Thinking of this, Gale bit him fiercely, and in response, he bit her too. Both of their lips were bleeding. Shawn's hand landed on the button of her jacket, and he was about to undo it.