The Demon From Kiss Novels & Stories

My face showed no sign of being sorry at all, there was only wickedness and excitement for what I was about to do. I eyed her pouty red lips, licked my own as I kept staring, my throat worked up and down. "Damn!" Those lips were truly kissable, not being able to resist any longer, I captured them with mine, taking my time as I sucked them slowly. She moved, two deep lines forming on her forehead, but before she could open her eyes I made her faint again. I wasn't done with her so she was not allowed to wake up yet, I carried on kissing her, this time parting her lips, playing with her tongue, damn! My hands lifted her up groaning, I positioned her on my lap securely since she was like a dead

I closed my eyes tightly and looked away from Nyx's face, even though it was so hard. Suddenly, I felt my demon take over me and my eyes turned red the moment I opened it and found Nyx still standing before me. I involuntarily tilted her chin upwards and slowly covered my lips with hers. She did not retaliate or try to stop me but relaxed and allowed me to kiss her lips tenderly. My demon growled in satisfaction as my hands began to make its way to her lower back and pull her closer to me. Loving the soft feel of her skin against mine, the slow and tender kiss suddenly turned hard and passionate as I kissed Nyx's lips with vigor like it was all I needed to survive at the moment.

" The neighbors were still watching from their windows, captivated by the scene. Florence hadn't expected this and began spewing even harsher insults. I kept crying and begging, and my arms were locked tightly around her legs so she couldn't move. When she finally started to tire from her outburst, I leaned close to her ear and said in a cold and mocking voice, "You can take all of this, but it won't change anything. Do you know why? Because your bloodline ends here. Oh, and by the way, you should know that Daniel isn't even Chester's son."

The scent of her perfume mixed with rain and alcohol was intoxicating, and he found himself pressing his face into her hair, breathing her in like she was oxygen itself. God, he wanted to devour her. To kiss every inch of her rain-dampened skin, to taste her mouth until she was breathless beneath him. The urge to claim her, to make her his in every possible way, was so strong it left him shaking. She pulled back slightly, her hands framing his face, and before he could prepare himself, she pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. The innocent gesture hit him like lightning, and he barely suppressed a groan.

Disappointments washed over me as he finally let go of my arm, he turned his back to me, staring at the tiny pieces of Manhattan below. I wanted to say something because the waiting and the silence was eating me up. God, please, don't let him criticize my kissing skills, I would just die. I prayed silently and wished it would get an answer from heaven even when I know God had better things to do than probably answer my silly little prayer. What now? There was a sudden coldness in the thin silk of my dress so I encircled myself with my arms. One second, he was kissing me as if I were the only thing that mattered and the other second he was using me as a pawn in his scheme with Whitfield .

was the next thing I heard. Yes, that was the name I heard repeatedly as the memories came, not Louisa!! My eyes opened slowly, as my curiosity level reached its peak.. Then, I saw him despite my blurred vision.. Nah.. not Keith.. It was the devil, my first love!.. He was with my child and had obviously just walked into the room. “Judith..” he called again.. My heart cursed him a hundred times at that moment as the memories and understanding got more clearer, still leaving me mute and insanely weak...

The weapons glowed with strange symbols. "What–" Maddie began but started to cough. Smoke had filled the room. The burning demon was still running around the diner. The other three demons were crouched, and growling like rabid dogs, their saucerlike eyes glowing with a manic light. One of them let out a loud howl like a wolf and pounced towards Cassie. She screamed and there was a sudden hot burst of light as the sword in her hand blazed up. Cassie leaped forward, sweeping her weapon at the demon, her skirt billowing behind her. In the light of the Celestial Blade, the demon’s appearance was unpleasantly visible: black, scaly skin, a gaping black hole for a mouth, bulging, orblike eyes, and

“I offer something she hasn’t done before. A guy, who is a total romantic. I know him well, he wouldn’t kiss easily. He believes in true love and pure souls… You get my point. “ Your_Rock had written, and I hated him after this comment added to the dirty hints he made under my last story. My stomach began to hurt by the thought I had to kiss someone innocent and lie to Jason, this romantic guy, and even to myself. As soon as my drink touched the counter, I gulped it and nodded to the barman for another. “This sounds like a good challenge. Only a fool would reject Allura for a one-night stand, but a relationship guy sounds hard. I vote for him,” No_Joker agreed. “Yeah, kiss this guy, Allura.”

The world seemed to be quiet suddenly, the cicadas on the tree, the barking of the dogs in the street next to him, the thief's fierce face in mid-air, and the knife only a few inches from her face all freeze for a moment. "How does it feel like walking through death?" A voice came from the top of the head in the silence with a deep but clear voice. Cheng Mo looked up and suddenly found a man standing on the tip of the knife, looking at her cynically.

he asks, obviously upset. "I was attacked." "That I can see. By what?" he says a bit angrily. "By a ghoul," I almost whisper out. Bennet's brow knit together. "By what?" "A ghoul. They're demons that feast upon vampire blood," I explain. "Why would it attack you? You're not a vampire and-" "This one I have a history with," I interrupt. Bennet frowns. "Tell me," he says as he lifts me up onto the bed. I sit between his legs, facing him. I lean forward and hug him. He reciprocates.