Victorious Kisses Novels & Stories

Terrified. “I can’t stop looking at you,” he said. “Even when you hate me.” “I don’t hate you,” she said. Her voice broke. “I hate that I ever loved you.” And then it happened. He kissed her. Not soft. Not tender. But like drowning. Desperate. Raw. She let him. For a second. Then she pulled away. Breathless. Trembling. “This kiss,” she whispered, “isn’t forgiveness. It’s evidence.”

All I can see is Dean's smile. Dean raises the veil, carefully revealing my face. His own is beaming with joy. All I want is to kiss him, and as he leans forward, my wish is granted. Our lips touch, and he pulls me in to him. The sunlight sparkles through the trees, and I close my eyes, taking everything in. This moment is ours, just mine and Dean's, forever.

This kiss blew that kiss out of the water. This was a waterfall kiss. His lips were firm and confident, his tongue tasting and caressing like he couldn't get enough of my taste. I moaned softly, whimpering at his sensual touch that was driving me wild. I'd never been kissed like this before. Finally, I was getting to kiss Leo. My Leo, the man I had loved for years. And here was the proof that he cared for me right back. My hand caressed his jaw, feeling the end of day stubble that rasped against my lips. I loved how masculine and strong he was.

“uhhhhhh. Uhm” Cercei stands there frozen, her mind scrambled as she stares up at the guy that just kissed her. She’s kissed a guy twice and she doesn’t even know his name or who he is. He just looks at her briefly and his attention goes back to whatever caught his attention behind her before the kiss.

I looked away. He held my chin and forced me to look at him again. I knotted my brows when I faced him. Before I could utter a single word, Rogie brought his lips onto mine and kissed me. My breath hitched and my mind went blank. After a few seconds, Rogie pulled away and smirked at me. "There, you owed me one kiss. If you want to get even, then come with me in private." Then Rogie stood up straight and walked out of the canteen.

I felt like a schoolgirl alone with her crush for the first time, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. “I have wanted to do this all night,” Jack whispered, reaching his hand to my chin. He gently guided me to his lips. Fireworks exploded in my brain and I swear a brass band was playing a happy song as he kissed me. I pressed up against him, feeling his strong body mold into mine. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me in closer as his tongue quested for mine. I could have stood there kissing him for the rest of the evening, but the phone began to ring again. Jack ignored it for a moment, but when the shrill sound refused to stop, he released me. His kisses left me breathless, dizzy and cra

“Every version. The broken one. The remembering one. The one that chooses you awake and unafraid.” His mouth found mine again — slow, deep, full of everything Victor could never touch. The kiss carried the same fire as the morning, but this time it tasted like strategy and defiance and the quiet promise of a future we refused to let anyone steal. We spent the rest of the day preparing the next response — not a denial, but a deeper accounting. More records. More context. More of us.

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.

Nathan’s lips curved into a playful smirk, and that expression was the final push Shaun needed. Without thinking, Shaun grabbed the front of Nathan’s shirt and smashed his lips against his. The kiss was rough, violent, and fueled entirely by anger. Shaun kissed him deliberately, teeth scraping against Nathan’s lip as a harsh sound escaped his throat. He bit him before pulling away, laughter spilling from his mouth. “How does that feel?” Shaun mocked. “Disgusting, right? You just kissed a guy. You probably feel like throwing up. That’s what you get for messing with me.”

He slammed his mouth onto hers with a violent, punishing intensity that completely knocked the air from her lungs. It wasn't just a kiss; it was a desperate, feral consumption. Serena gasped into his mouth, and Victor used the opportunity to slide his tongue inside, tasting her deeply, claiming her with a frantic hunger that made her knees instantly buckle. She gripped the fabric of his shirt, her fingers digging into his chest just to stay upright as the sheer force of his passion threatened to pull her under.