The Kiss Thief Novels & Stories

Once everything was ready, I stepped onto the stage in my white gown and with a bouquet in hand. Lucas couldn't wait for me to reach him. He approached me and stretched out his hand, eager to take mine. I reached my hand out to take his. Amid the blessings of countless werewolves, of the countless cheers and laughter, our hands clasped tightly together. Lucas lowered his head and kissed me as if no one else was there. The kiss was so long that I thought I was going to run out of breath before he finally stopped. Then, he bared his fangs and gently bit the gland at the back of my neck, completing the final mark.

A full kiss was like being struck my lightning. He chuckled, nuzzling my inner thigh and tightening his grip on my hips. He did it again and I moaned into the night. His lips applied pressure while his teeth and tongue worked magic. I had never had anything this wonderful in my life. He coaxed me gently to the edge of what I could take. “Aiden,” I whimpered as I started to shake. At his name, he slid one finger inside of me, sliding in on my excitement. With a flick of his tongue and finger in unison, he turned my whimper into a full moan, shooting me into pure bliss.

Neil rubbed his hands in excitement and Lara gasped in shock. “Kiss a stranger?” She looked at her friends in much doubt. “Do not be a chicken Lara!” “Go for it!” “Fine!” Lara started to walk towards the entrance of the bar area, and halted looking at it patiently. “Good gracious. I hope it is a guy at least.” She frowned holding the handle of the door. Just then the door opened and a handsome man in a crisp suit, dark eyes and brown hair entered the bar. Without giving it much thought Lara blocked his way, and pulled him closer to her body. She tilted her head and planted a deep and passionate kiss on his lips.

I admitted still trying to catch my breath from the kiss. That was all he needed to hear before he captured my lips again. I took off his coat that I was wearing without breaking the kiss. He didn't waste any time and lay me in the bed. He took off his shirt and positioned his head in between my thighs. I can almost feel his tongue when my bedroom door swung open and I shrieked in horror when I saw Luna. "Holy shit." Luna exclaimed when Liam looked at her direction as I tried to compose myself. "What the fuck!" Liam yelled at her and she stepped back when he got up from the bed. “What do you want?”

Well, at least Kenneth knows enough to keep the egg warm. I look around, trying to figure out how I’m going to get the egg out of the fire so I can get it out of here. “I knew you would come.” I spin around, not seeing anyone in the low light of the room. He steps out of the shadows. “No one wanted to believe me, but I know who and what you are, Skylar Hughes.” “And what am I, King Solomon?” I ask. “A thief. The worst kind of thief. A dragon thief,” he spits, slowly walking toward me.

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.

His chest was heaving, his dark eyes searching mine with a mixture of confusion and a dark, terrifying fascination. "You think a kiss is a shield?" he rasped, his thumb tracing the line of my jaw with a touch that felt like a brand. "You just handed me the keys to your cage, little thief. And I don’t think you have any idea how much I’m going to enjoy locking the door." I didn't react as my body betrayed me on his touch. "You think you can play me, Selena?" he whispered, his thumbs tracing the line of my jaw with a touch that was searingly possessive. "You think a little distraction changes the fact that you’re currently standing in the center of my most dangerous secrets?"

Thalia whispered, her voice trembling slightly. Nikolai hesitated, caught in the spell of her vulnerability. Sensing his hesitation, Thalia stepped closer into his space. She leaned up and kissed him again—a soft, deliberate press of her lips that tasted like an invitation—while her fingers found the top button of his shirt. One by one, she parted the linen, her knuckles brushing against the hard planes of his chest, revealing his well-defined abs. When she slid her palms over his warm skin, Nikolai let out a low, guttural groan.

Only the dirty and wet robe of Vladek covered the nakedness of the Jade who allowed herself to be kissed by the wolf in a slow and erotic kiss. They passed in front of them hardly noticing their presence and the wolf climbed the stairs and walked in the direction of Jade, which was his old room. And they knew, by the way they acted they knew they would be engrossed in themselves for quite some time; calming their bodies and instincts. Izen then received a kiss on the cheek from Karia that made him look at him again.

In his place was a man who had spent his entire life buying everything he wanted, only to realize he couldn't buy the one thing he actually craved. ​"I don't want the money, Elara," he whispered, his thumb grazing the line of my jaw, trailing a path of fire across my skin. "I want the interest. And I think it's time to collect." ​He didn't wait for a response. He crushed his mouth against mine, a hard, desperate kiss that tasted of salt, smoke, and a possessiveness that made my head spin. It wasn't the refined, cold kiss of a billionaire; it was the kiss of a survivor claiming his prize. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, letting the heat of the moment drown out the memor