Novel & Cerita Sinopsis Kiss Me Thai

Kazumis POV My FIRST KISS. My first kiss was stolen by the person I hate the most. AHHHH.. what can be worst than this. It is the worst nightmare a person can even dream about but just look at my misfortune, it was all happening in real life. I don’t know why he kissed me all of a sudden, neither do I wanted to know now. I tried to break free from his hold but no luck. At last, I came up with a idea, and without giving it a second thought, I bit Shaun’s lips and he pulled out from the kiss. The first thought that came in my mind was to punch him hard but when I saw Kiara’s reaction who just witnessed all the shameful acts of Shaun, I controlled my inner self and just ran away but before that

"What? What are you gonna do? Kissed me? Gosh. That kind of reason is too old." "Say that again and I will impregnate you." "What!? Ew! You're so gross! Don't talk to me. Don't you dare?" I warned him then I turn my back at him. I heard him laughing. He is totally annoying. Seriously. --- KHAI's POV My phone rings when I got out of the bathroom. I just finished taking a shower. I took my phone to see who is calling me and it was my sister, Khim. I immediately answer the call.

Sabrina asked so suddenly and drank a shot of her drink, smiling in a flirty way at me, and I chuckled, couldn't believe she was still trying to play games with me. "Well, yeah, you should be grateful, you are the luckiest woman in the world cause you are the only one who made me kiss a girl," I asked and her face suddenly painted a confused look, making me think what she was thinking that she was staring at me like that. "Made you kiss a girl? Don't tell me you are gay? Oh-My-Gosh, you kissed me like a pro so you're good because you're actually into men, and what you mean by I made you kiss a girl because you actually kiss men not women?" she said in hurry, she seemed couldn't believe that

They nodded and left the conference room going down when Kuwain received the message and immediately rushed to Kyhe with it. "A kiss shared between Jhonia and Kyhe." Kyhe read the note and looked up at Kuwain with a questioning facial expression. The word sank in and immediately grabbed the phone from Kuwain. "Oh my god! This is amazing. The girl who accidentally ran into me stole my kiss and left. There's also a video. Wait... That's why she looked so familiar last time, it was as the scene almost replayed itself! Who is the sender?" Kyhe took a stand from the chair and said, explaining how Jhonia stole his kiss and left as he began to walk towards the door, he stopped suddenly saying how s

so just let me explore you I'll sing for you Just before you sleep But in this case love Your beauty sings to me...

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

chapter 83- oh my God Ryan leaned in and kissed Emma again. This time, Emma didn't pull away. She closed her eyes and kissed him back, forgetting for a few seconds that their whole relationship was supposed to be fake. The kiss was gentle, but it still made her heart beat faster. When Ryan finally pulled back, they stayed close, looking at each other without saying anything. Emma could feel her face getting warm, and Ryan looked like he was trying to think of something to say.

“I…don’t understand…what happened? Has the event happened already?” “No, it hasn’t....and it doesn’t even have to anymore.” Maria giggles beside me. “I….dont…” “I understand, child.” She turns to Maria. “Please, show her.” Maria pulls me to a television, and I nearly fall in my steps. My face, along with Adonis’s, is plastered all over it on the news, but that isn’t what makes me stop; it’s the headlines and the playing video… On the screen is the video of Adonis and me from earlier; our kiss is all over the news, the way it happened, the way he held onto me, the angry clash of our lips, and the words.

Like it was exactly where she was supposed to be. He kissed her. Not for cameras. Not for a narrative. Not for anyone or anything except the two of them at a window in Singapore with the truth out in the world and thirty years of other people's careful planning finally at rest around them. When they pulled back she was aware of the room. Of Priya very deliberately looking at her laptop. Of Adaeze very deliberately looking at her phone. Of Grace at the table with Catherine. Grace was looking at them. Not with the watchful assessment she brought to everything.

Alisa I'd read about it in those old romance novels others left lying around. I'd seen movies. I understood the dynamics of kissing, but under Zakh's rough touch, his hungry lips, I felt like an ignorant fool, glad to learn how this actually worked. He brushed his lips over mine in a hard sweep, and the rub only enticed me to want it again. I gasped, reaching up to chase the thrill of his mouth on mine, his tongue tasting me, his hot breaths mixed with mine.