Siren Kisses Novels & Stories

Two boys made a wager to make a siren princess fall in love. Neither expected her to choose them both. In 2036, humans and supernatural beings share the same world—but peace doesn’t mean equality, and centuries-old rivalries are far from forgotten. Eighteen-year-old Amelia Corvo has spent her entire life behind the protection of one of the supernatural world’s most powerful royal families. As the sheltered, fiercely guarded heir to the Siren Crown, Amelia knows exactly what is expected of her: protect her family’s name, obey the traditions of her bloodline, and most importantly, stay far away from boys who have every reason to want a princess. Then she meets Felix Ashford and Dante

He takes his time kissing softly my eyes flutter and my head falls back. My head leans on something hard and my eyes shoot back open. I’m met with Cyrus’ serious face my head resting back against his chest. Duron’s kisses begin to move back up to my neck he stops right in my soft spot. My eyes flutter shut once more shivers run down my spine. Samson is on the other side he begins kissing my neck he nibbles a lot more than Duron. Kendrick kisses my shoulder sitting next to Cyrus. My eyes flutter open once more to see Cyrus still staring down at me his face cold no emotion. Duron and Kendrick start sucking on the nape of my neck and a soft moan escapes me. A sly smirk plays on Cyrus’ face his

NIRVANA'S POV The kiss was a slow, punishing burn. He parted my lips, sliding his tongue into my mouth to claim the space as his own. He tasted of sharp mint and dark desire. I twisted my trembling fingers into his messy hair, pulling his face closer. I kissed him back with a starving hunger. I wanted to forget Sienna’s cruel taunts. I wanted to forget the terrifying stalker hunting me in the shadows. I just wanted the heat of his skin pressed against mine.

"It's okay, baby. We will get through this together. You just have to be strong for me and the children in your womb” I nodded, feeling a little bit better than ever before. Raising my tear-swollen face from Felix's neck, some strange spirit descended on me and I locked my lips to Felix's, kissing him passionately. Felix's lips were cold, devoid of passion and desire for me. He kissed me back, and it ignited a fire of lust in me. From running my hands seductively over his chest, I lowered my hands down to his trousers, dipping down there to grab his conk that I have always yearned for.

“The kiss.” “Yes.” His gaze locked onto hers, unreadable. “Your goodnight kiss.” Her breath caught, fury and fear warring inside her. “You’re insane.” “Perhaps.” He leaned closer, so close she could feel his breath against her skin. “But you agreed.” Her heart pounded violently, yet she refused to let him see her crumble. Slowly, with trembling defiance, she rose on her toes and pressed the lightest, quickest kiss to his cheek. Barely a brush.

He set his glass on the balcony, his hand then finding its way to the small of my back so that he could draw me in to him. His eyes shone as if the stars themselves burned within. He leaned forward and brushed his lips across mine. The sensation made my spine feel like it was made of champagne, bubbly and ready to float away. I pressed my lips against his, begging for a better taste. He opened his mouth, the effervescence of champagne permeating my senses. I smiled as I moaned softly. All I wanted was to drink his champagne kisses.

A hoarse growl escaped his lips, and I savored the taste of his minty and sweet kiss, a familiar sensation I had experienced before. But now... there was something different. Something that hinted at a profound change. It was as if he wasn't the one kissing me. I was about to remove my blindfold when his hand gently stopped me, urging me to wait. I cleared my throat, ready to question him, but he silenced me with another passionate kiss. His lips caressed mine, eliciting a shiver that coursed through my entire being. The taste of his kiss seemed to search the depths of my soul, captivating me in an instant.

He smiles gently, drawing me into his arms before leaning down to kiss me. For a blissful moment, I'm content. There is so much to come, but right now, I just want to be near my mate. He holds either side of my face, his kisses soft and tentative, consumed by emotion. I smile against his lips, hating that we are in this strange inn, but liking the fact that there is a bed right there. "Let me spend the night reminding you what every night will be like once this is all over," Kastriv breathes against my lips.

"Have you ever kissed someone before Sire? Don't tell me about your mom or your sisters. I'm talking about real kissing. What we just did now. Have you?" Sire shook his head. "Am I supposed to?" Seeing the always know it all Sire so fragile and innocent made Garry want to protect him from everything and everyone. Keep him all to himself. "Did you never learn about these things? You know kissing, touching and making love" Sire looked embarrassed. "I don't know what you're talking about. So you should just tell me about it and stop asking me if I know. " OH!

Sent! **** Buzz! Jenna's phone vibrated in her pocket. She saw that Kara had sent her a message. Out of guilt, she opened it. "Help, Jen! Klarisse imprisoned me in the basement. I can't stay here, it's too dark. Please help me.. Pls! " Upon reading, Jenna immediately shot from her chair and immediately went to rescue Kara. She dialed 911 and reported Kara's situation. The darkness is creeping, their whispers and manic laughters filling her ears. She was too scared to move, her legs were frozen.