The Kiss The Cure Novels & Stories

he murmurs from his knees. I grin and reach for his soaked sweater. “Come here,” I whisper, pulling him closer to me, craving the taste of his lips against mine. The moment our mouths meet, it's like striking a match—everything ignites. His kiss is fierce, electric, and all-consuming. My hands move eagerly, tugging his sweater over his head, followed by his t-shirt, both landing forgotten as the warm spray of the shower rains over us.

“More than life, more than a cure, more than anything he could offer. You are mine, Maeve. Do you hear me?” Her tears fell against my lips as she kissed me again, softer this time, her claws curling into my back. “Then stop thinking of him. Stop letting him into your head. Choose me.” “I am choosing you,” I whispered, my lips tracing down her throat, my body pressed to hers, every touch a vow. “Every time I touch you, every time I breathe you, I choose you.” We stumbled back to the bed, her hands pulling at me, mine gripping her like I could not let go. The kiss deepened, our bodies burning hotter than the curse, hotter than fear, our breaths ragged, tangled with need.

Not when he kissed like this. His kiss put all sorts of naughty ideas, desires and wants, hurtling through my veins like a drug. I couldn't get enough and I wanted more. More than just this kiss. I pressed my chest against his, trying to soothe the ache growing at the tips of my breasts. I need more.

“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.”

Kenny couldn't help but feel nervousness as he looked around. Zeres turned to Kenny, his face filled with determination. "Do you know the name of the antidote for the poison ?" he asked. Kenny nodded confidently. "Yes, I do. I know the name of the poison," he replied, trying to steady his voice. Zeres leaned in, his eyes fixed on Kenny. "Tell me, we have to be quick " he urged." We need to find it as quickly as we can. " Kenny took a deep breath and said, "It's called 'Serpents Kiss.' I think the antidote to it must have the name of that sort."

“I purposely got rid of it, because I want them to listen less to what broke them the more, since they came to Guts Island to ease heal their broken heart” “You don’t mean it”. “Sure, I mean it”. He glided into the large compound of Hotel De Royale. “Guts Island is the home to those who want to heal their broken hearts, that’s why many people come here, because definitely, they would be eased of their fear and anxiety, they would be given a second chance, and possibly, their broken hearts would be healed, only here in Guts Island, it’s no fallacy, welcome to Guts Island”.

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.

I stared at his perfect lips, wanting to kiss them, as they formed the words. “Yeah, well, I never said I was a good student.” The fingers of one of Noah’s hands made their way to my chin, moving me into a gentle, yet insistent kiss. The kiss deepened, my lips parting to give him more. His kiss was hot and deep, banishing every unhappy thought from my mind. He tucked his head, breaking the connection and allowing me to replenish the much needed oxygen for my aching body. I took an unsteady breath, keeping my eyes closed, feeling lightheaded and wonderful.

I tell him taking the amulet and he tied it around my neck. Artair almost smiled. “You like me too much to let me die, don’t you?” He teased and Kissed me on the forehead. A bit longer than normal. Like it was a goodbye. I didn’t my self dwell on that thought. Belladonna began to growl low again. My cheeks burned even through the fear. “Shut up.”

"If we're divorcing, then that's it. Why would I be upset?" The crowd around us looked confused. No one could understand why Wendy would agree to something so absurd. Eva stepped forward again, looping her arm through Wendy's. She smiled warmly. "My dear, I truly like you. You saved my son, Thomas. When he wakes up, and if you don't mind, you should marry him and become part of our family." Cheers and applause broke out immediately. "A good person like Dr. Summer won't have trouble finding someone better!" "That man has no idea what he's losing!"