The Kiss Of Deception Book Novels & Stories

His hand gently caressed my cheeks while his eyes were on my lips, but the most horrifying part was his lips and their intention. He kept biting his lip while looking at mine. I recognized the shadow that shielded his blue eyes with a dark coating; it was lust, the one that I had witnessed enough in my life to identify even before the man who was going through his fully wrapped him in this sin. Things were just going down as Caleb’s hand reached the lower part of my body. Everything was clear when he touched my ass, along with a forceful squeeze that hurt me. Perhaps a wound would be found in one of my bums the next morning, too. I had been comfortable with this man way too much all these ye

He lifted his hand and moved my hair off my face and tucked it behind my ear. I bit my lip and gave him a soft smile, my cheeks slightly flushed from his attention. He made me feel fluttery and I wasn’t sure if it was because of the hero worship I had for him, or if I liked him for him. I didn’t know how to process those emotions with everything else going on. He leaned forward and I froze, a small breath leaving my lips as I thought he was going for a kiss. Instead he pressed a chaste kiss to my forehead before moving back with a kind smile and then standing, pulling me to my feet as we made our way back inside and to the front door.

"I missed you too." I stood frozen as his hands trembled slightly when they reached for my face. His touch was familiar, but tonight, it made my skin crawl. His lips crashed against mine in a kiss that was hard and insistent, but it felt like a cruel reminder of his skill at deception. How many times have I been mesmerized by this very touch? The hard, demanding pressure of his kiss took me by surprise, as did the urgency with which his hands slit over my body. I had allowed myself to forget what a superb actor he was, I was trembling like a sacrifice on the iftar and completely enabled to pull myself free.

Knowing his tendencies to always get what he wanted, I couldn't help but suspect that he had planned this all along to trap and manipulate me. I felt a strong urge to slap him in response to his deceitful actions, but he was quick to tactically block my hand and pull me closer to him. Without hesitation, he silenced me with a fervent kiss, leaving me unable to resist. I tried to push and fight him, but he was so strong I couldn't even move him. Before I knew it, he had pinned me to the bed, continuing to kiss me as his hand began to explore my body. I struggled to free my face from his grasp, but he firmly held me, seeking access to my mouth. I felt him thrust his tongue and taste the inside

Charlatans! The back room was large. He searched, until he found the book, he searched for. The book was massive, covered in a thick layer of dust. The cover was locked with a handle that was shaped like a figure with elongated arms, he forced the lock. Nothing happened, he wasn't losing hope. With one movement of his hand, he removed the layer of dust.

The leather binding has fancy marks in it and has title imprinted on the front. "That first kiss." Ugh, from just the title you could tell that a teenage girl at the start of her puberty wrote it. I couldn't really tell if Nova's a girl or a boy, he wants to be called a "he" but then writes a full novel about a CEO obsessing over a girl. I don't know why Nova doesn't want to call it a book when it obviously was. Don't let the title fool you, the story slowly turns dark and twisted.

I don't know anymore if he was saying the truth or not but I know that I love the person in front of me. I place another searing kiss and I nibble his lower lip, seeking permission to deepened our kiss. Once he parted his lips I pushed my tongue inside and explore his cavern to dominate the kiss. He kissed me back and I can hear him moan and he just let me do what I want to him. I left his mouth so he can gasped for more air and I trailed kisses from his mouth towards his neck and I sucked it hard leaving a mark on him.

How could he even bring himself to do such a thing? Aluxious remembered her words. He had stolen her first kiss. He didn't mean to. Even as he chastised himself for acting recklessly, his beast relished the kiss. It supplied erotic images and reminded him of how she tasted. The scent of her desire clouded his senses and he cursed his beast.

he whispered, voice hoarse. Her lips brushed his, her words trembling against his mouth. “Then let me burn.” The oath in his eyes shattered. He crushed her to him, his mouth devouring hers again, deeper, hungrier, until silk rustled and armor groaned beneath the force of their surrender. The crown on her vanity gleamed in silence, watching its queen betray everything it stood for. And in that kiss, the second sin was born. The Embrace of Treason The world outside vanished. The storm, the throne, the court’s endless eyes all faded until there was only the sound of his breath against her lips and the thunder of her own heart.

Inside was a copy of the evidence he thought I’d never see—every lie, every secret, every text that proved how carefully he had built his deception. And I wasn’t just going to confront him. I was going to make sure he felt the weight of his betrayal. When he walked in, smiling as if the world owed him nothing but joy, I took a deep breath. My pulse raced, not with fear, but with determination. “Hey,” he said, sliding into the seat across from me. That familiar charm I had once loved now felt like a mask of cruelty. “I need you to look at something,” I said calmly, placing the envelope on the table.