Tears Are Falling By Kiss Novels & Stories

I wiped a tear that slid down his cheek with my thumb, then tilted my head to tease him. “You know,” I said with a small smile, “I think your tears are more expensive than mermaid tears. You shouldn’t waste them.” Adrian chuckled low, but before I could say anything else, he cupped my face, his lips capturing mine in a deep, soul-searing kiss. He pressed me against the wall, his body heavy and warm against mine, and the kiss turned desperate, almost punishing. I could feel his emotions bleeding through—his pain, his gratitude, and his love—all mingling into that one kiss.

Yesterday, you had Eric hit me up, and today, you team up with the Graysons to stage this little show. "You're just trying to force my hand to marry you, but let me tell you—it's not happening!" His words immediately silenced the cheering crowd, and all eyes turned to him. I looked up from Eric's arm and couldn't help but scoff at his "I've-seen-through-it-all" expression. I grabbed Eric's collar, stood on my tiptoes, and kissed him right on the cheek. His ears immediately turned beet red, but I couldn't be bothered to feel shy.

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.

He ruefully smiles at me before he takes my hand and kissed it while his tears kept falling down on his cheeks. He was still holding both of my cheeks and our eyes never left each other even though our tears were blurring our vision. We wanted to keep our eyes at each other. He opens his mouth and sings, "One more taste of your lips just to bring me back To the places we've been and the nights we've had Because if this is it then at least we could end it right..."

“You sure? I could be a very different person than the one you think you know. How do you know that I'm not a terrible person?” “Because of this.” I leaned down and kissed him. His lips were soft and tender, and full of desire. There was strength and sweetness. It was all about emotion and the gut reaction his kiss gave me every time. I didn't care if this was a fling or real. Everything a girl could ever want in a kiss was in his lips. “When you kiss me, I know all I need to.”

he said. "Do you think I’ll miss you? Haha…. I won’t even know you’re……." his soft lips landed on mine. He kissed me fiercely, I tried hard not to cry but it was too late. My tears were falling like rain. I tightened my hands around his neck, I didn’t want to let go. He wasn’t going to break the kiss and neither was I. I wanted to suck the life out of his lips but then his phone rang. I knew I had to let go of him so I broke the kiss.

Both of them had tears in their eyes. Theodore kept his hand on Joseph's cheeks, caressing them with his fingers. Slowly he moved towards Joseph's face. Theodore's eyes were fixed on Joseph's. The gap between their lips was decreasing. Finally, as their lips met, both of them closed their eyes. The kiss was slow yet devouring. Their lips were in sync. Silent tears were falling from both of their eyes. It was a beautiful kiss, yet both of their hearts were crying. It was their goodbye kiss, yet it felt right at that moment. The plum tree under which they were standing seemed to cry with them. The tree was shedding its flowers as its tears. The tears were purple-colored. The moment they shared

I shook my head answering his questions as I couldn't talk knowing I was going to break down if I opened my mouth. I stood on my tippy toe and wrapped my arm around his neck and pulled his lips in for a soft kiss as I felt the tears finally let themselves down. He tried to pull away to look at my face but I didn't let him. I felt him relax as he moved his hands from my arm to the back of my head tilting it to gain further access to my lips which I granted him. The kiss was slow, passionate, sweet, and salty. Yep, the tears were running down my face unto my lips which Chris was kissing right now or should I say that was kissing Chris right now.

In a voice soft yet undeniable, a whisper flows through the air, "No more tears, baby girl. I'm okay now, so stop crying and give me a kiss." Overwhelmed, I hear Sebastian's beloved voice, a sound I've longed for more than anything else. For a split second, disbelief clouds my mind, until the undeniable truth surfaces before my very eyes. Overcome with emotion, I tell Sebastian how much I’ve missed him, and even as more tears fall, this time they carry joy in their waves. Gently, I lean forward, mindful of any pain he might feel, and place a soft kiss on his lips, a gesture filled with profound love and relief.

Kabir's hands slid down to her waist, pulling her against him, the heat radiating between them igniting a fire that had been smoldering beneath the surface. Tears began to fall, mingling with the sweetness of their kiss, each drop a testament to the struggles they had faced. It was the first time they had kissed like this-raw, unguarded, and filled with an aching need for one another and with tears falling from both side . The world around them faded into oblivion, leaving only the two of them in their own universe, where nothing else mattered but the connection they shared.