The Kiss The Cure Novels & Stories

"Only a true love’s kiss can undo the curse and sever the dark magic binding your lives together." Silence falls over the garden, heavy and tense, before Hannah bursts into laughter. "You can’t be serious, Miss Hazel," she says, shaking her head. "This isn’t some cheesy fairytale. We live in the real world." I can’t help but join her, a hollow laugh escaping me. "A kiss? That’s all it takes? Come on. There’s no way it’s that simple." Miss Hazel remains unflinching, her face as calm as ever. "I assure you, I am not joking. True love’s kiss is the most powerful magic of all. It is the only force strong enough to overcome the curse you bear."

Justine's POV There was this old aphorism from the human world that says, "A kiss is believed to be the best medicine" the world could offer. Most humans believe that even a single kiss could swallow darkness with light, change sadness to happiness, a remedy to all kinds of sicknesses, and most of all, this privilege is free of charge. Sad to say, all of those privileges prohibit me by all means when I freaking believed that my lips were cursed by the moon goddess as it could darken the light, turn everyone's happiness to madness, and worsen all kinds of illnesses.

“Like you have anything to feel sorry about?” Since her throat wasn’t actually working, she shook her head. His kiss had been gentle and slow, but it had scorched Tessa’s whole body and taken her voice at the same time. “Come here.” Curtis wrapped his arms around her now, and she almost collapsed into his embrace, from sheer relief. “Just come here.”

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

The kiss was rough, brief, and filled with anger. "Oh my god...Emma, you seriously want to find out about the handsome man for that reason?" Baina teased because Emma was just silent. "Haphazardly. I want to find something out, but I can't tell you right now. This is a secret after all," Emma replied with a voice and a face that always irritated the interlocutor with curiosity.

He tastes like heaven. There is a party at the resort where more friends and family are waiting. They can continue to wait. For this moment, I am with the love of my life, and we are celebrating what we have. It took us a long time to finally get it right, but now, the world is ours. Our businesses run together. Our hearts run together. Our worlds are now one. The wind dances around us, gentle and soft. This kiss is so very different than our hurricane kisses, but yet the same. Love has tempered the storm and made it so that things are now bright and sunny. We are kissing in the sunshine, but thankful for our hurricane kisses.

" Kisses (kisses, kisses, kisses) Ah, Fifi Cooper sanie Motswako′s first lady Kisses I like it when we touch like that I like it when we kiss like that When we do it like that I like it when you look at me just like that When you touch me like that I like it when we kiss like that and When we do it like that I like it when you look at me just like that You used to like it when you call, we would stay up all night You said that I'm yours and I said that you′re mine You send me lil' kisses and your pretty lil' hearts you blow my mind, mmm Nobody else just me and my B-A-E and we K-I-SS-I-N-G ooh Come give it to me one more time Ah, yeah, o tlwe, now I remember back in high school Nna le wena fe

I gently reassured them, guiding them to the couch with promises that I'd join them shortly. Knox pulling me into the kitchen caught me off guard, his eyes searching mine for a moment before he acted. His lips met mine in a sudden, passionate kiss that vibrated like a spark igniting a flame. It was a kiss that spoke of longing, unspoken promises and deep-seated desires. I could feel the intensity of his emotions, a turbulent mix of love, fear, and hope, swirling in that single, passionate gesture.

"Here's your basket sir." ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ During the entire ride, I held onto her hand and I would occasionally give it a kiss. We set up in a secluded area and sat. We would feed each other and I would lean in to kiss the smears near her mouth. She shocked me when she got onto my lap facing me and lowered her mouth to mine for a kiss. "Cole, thank you for showing me another side of you. I should say I like this version better." "I told you that I wanted to make this work between us. I meant it."

A wave of disgust washed over me, and I retched. In the many years I had been with Shawn, he had never kissed me during our most intimate moments. He said he had germophobia, and I bought into it. The truth was that his lips were reserved for the love of his life. Picking up on the noise, the pair in the bedroom looked over. They were the ones having a rendezvous. Yet, I took cover without a second thought. I shuddered from the cold and prayed that Casey would leave soon. I waited an hour, but she didn’t seem to be going anywhere.