Sunset Kisses Novels & Stories

he replied, voice soft and unwavering. She didn't reply. She didn't have to. Instead, she leaned in and kissed him. Hard. Long. Like she was giving everything she was, everything she felt, everything her soul held into that kiss. Outside the tent, a gasp. Then a clap. And then, suddenly, the sound of cheers burst forth like fireworks outside the walls of the canvas dwelling. Neither of them heard it. Not really. All they heard was each other. Closing Scene – Malibu Cliffside Terrace, Sunset

He whispered through my ears, inhaling the vanilla scent that I put on myself earlier this morning. “What are you talking about?! I am not Heather! I’m Agatha!” I immediately protested, slightly pushing him away but my strength is not enough for this devil to stop. “No, my love… It’s you… You may not remember who am I but I’m sure that it was you… Now come and surrender to me… Surrender to your master now,” he told me in his raspy voice, before finally, I felt his lips upon my temple. His hands started to travel down to my arm, gently caressing it as he started to kiss my neck, leaving me with nothing else to do but to stand there, frozen and stunned by the sudden turn of events as I felt li

I smiled, a real one this time. “And I’ll keep killing them until none are left.” “I miss you,” he whispered. “I miss you too, Luca. Every second. But everything I’m doing is for you.” “I know,” he said. “I love you.” My eyes stung. I shut them hard. “I love you more, baby. Now go to sleep, okay? I’ll call you tomorrow.” “Okay… night, Mari.” I hung up, letting the phone rest on my chest.

Said the chauffeur. “You can help me with that if you don’t mind”. I slipped on my glasses. The chauffeur turned on the stereo, and then came a gentle blast of ‘Hello’, by Adele, filling up the silence in the car, and, I loved that calm motherly voice with which Adele dealt some justice to the pretty instrumentals. I rested my head against the seat’s headrest, and shot a smile at a signpost which read; ‘welcome to Guts Island’, But then came a flash of my ex-husband’s face on the fourth night of the previous month, drunk and scary, yelling and lowering towards my panicked face, making me sit up and gasp for air.

The sunset slowly disappeared, leaving a soft golden hue in the sky. Grayson hugged Kimmy again. “I don’t need any other reason to love you,” he said. Kimmy closed her eyes, returning his embrace. “Me too,” she whispered, her voice trembling. The evening sky by the beach looked like a painting. Shades of orange and purple glowed across the horizon, wrapping the hotel room whose windows were wide open facing the sea. The sea breeze drifted in slowly, carrying the salty scent and the soothing rhythm of the waves. Grayson stood behind Kimmy, embracing her gently from behind. His chin rested on her shoulder as she stood quietly, gazing at the sun that was slowly disappearing.

Cassidy’s POV His lips claimed mine on the balcony, slow and deep and endless, like the sunset stretching gold and crimson across the private lake below. The kiss tasted of salt from my faint happy tears, of pine-scented wind, of every battle we’d survived. Dante’s hands framed my face, thumbs brushing the silver buckle of the collar I now wore openly—no more high-necked blouses, no more hiding.

he answered and pulled me close to him, holding my waist and this time he is now the one who initiate the kiss. I slightly opened my eyes and I saw the red orange sunset, it was a bit blurry but the colors were all combining in my eyes. I closed again, and felt that the sunset should not only be seen, but should also be felt through the changing cold breeze from the hot afternoon transitioning towards the cold and chilling breeze of the night. It was indeed a sweet and wonderful confession that I got. ---

The romance wove through the eroticism. "I love you, Vincent. This place, us, it's everything." He stopped, cupping her face. "You're the part of my world that I can’t let go, kitten. I'd conquer stars for you." They kissed again, slower, tongues exploring, his cock pressing insistently against her thigh. As twilight deepened, they made their way to the Sunset Bar, an open-air haven perched on the cliff, lanterns glowing like fireflies. The bar hummed with soft music, they claimed a secluded table overlooking the crashing waves. Drinks arrived, crisp and chilled, followed by a leisurely dinner, platters of island flavors shared intimately.

She was truly his sunshine. "You know, I didn't like the sunset before," he spoke as they pulled apart. "Why?" she asked, raising her brows. "Because it symbolizes the end. But now, having you as my sunshine, I'm finding it beautiful," he purred with so much love, gazing into her eyes. She was speechless and captured his lips in a passionate, loving kiss, clasping his face. Then they lay down in each other's arms, feeling each other's warmth, not realising when they fell asleep in the swing.

As the sunlight danced across Krystal's face, Adrian leaned in, closing the distance between them, and planted a tender kiss upon her lips. The kiss carried the essence of their love, a delicate blend of affection, passion, and sweet devotion. It started softly, a gentle exploration of each other's lips, the warmth spreading from their mouths to envelop their entire beings. As the intensity grew, their lips moved in perfect sync, a symphony of desire that resonated within their souls.