Wednesday Kisses Novels & Stories

The intensity between us grew, a spark that started in my chest, as it had before for him, only this time it grew with each long look and his gentle fingers pressed against my wrists. He leaned in and kissed my nose. He hovered there and I didn't move. He tilted his head, kissing my lips. I remained still, kissing him back. It was a light kiss, but he kept it going soft and steady. His tongue teased my lips and I welcomed it. He made a delightful noise and leaned into me, tongue darting into my mouth. I leaned far back trying not to fall. My hand searched for something to hold to, I grabbed hold of his shoulder and then the back of his neck.

He can taste the sweetness of her lips, the softness of it. Gradually, the woman stopped as the man kissed her. She shut her eyes close and respond to his kisses. Although he did not know, he followed the movement of its lips. Tonight, that's their first kiss. A first kiss full of love, between an angel and a demon. Almost every well -known surname attended Hades ’grand birthday party. Even well -known artists were there as well and some big -name senators in the country. As Khione requested, some of Hades' friends also attended his birthday. It's his 24th birthday, and everyone's excited to see the handsome Hades.

If one of the partners is forced off and he or she seeks revenge, a rite of passage known as the kiss of vengeance must be held. The kiss of vengeance acts as a guilt trigger. Every layer of memory that could have been hidden or forgotten comes back to haunt you, and you find yourself regretting ever leaving. These memories haunt him till he kills himself or leaves the throne. But a strong Alpha would need one on the lips or ten on the hand to bring him down. With Jake giving me one, I knew he would be able to remember the days so faintly after I left. The probability of getting ten kisses on my hand was low, but getting him to suffer and wither till I could get the final kiss would make it

The stench of blood and terror clung to the air. I went to the first man, the weaker one, the one whose whimpers had filled the room for the past two days. He did not glance at me. Coward! With dramatic caution, I leaned forward, my lips grazing his cheek as I kissed him. Then another on the other cheek. And then one on his forehead. A blessing. A farewell. I inhaled and took a step back, cocking my head to look at what I'd created. Red lipstick stained his sweaty, pale face.

I caress her butt, pressing her against my very hard cock. She pushes me away. - You got what you wanted. Now we have a deal. I wipe my lips. - When do we see each other again? - What do you mean, when do we see each other again? We're not finished. You got your kiss. You don't talk about it anymore, I don't talk about it anymore. I need your help tomorrow. I have exercises to do. - Alright, I'll be there. We part and I go home. Three days later

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.

As soon as he's out the door, her hell begins. "Do I look nice, hon?" Klarisse gave a little twirl as Kendra looks at her. She had her hair done for today, made sure to wear the right amount of perfume and make up to accentuate her already beautiful face. She wears that LV dress she bought the other day, feeling the need to a dress up for her husband's homecoming. He has been away for two months now for a business trip in Hongkong. And she terribly missed him, she will make sure that he won't let her go after tonight's dinner.

Cercei can feel herself getting angry so she gets out of the car and slams the door. “Why are you doing this?” she asks. “It's punishment for kissing me without my permission” he says. “Well you kissed me without my permission too” she half-yells. “Well now we're even” he says. He winks at her one last time and then he just drives off. She's left standing at an empty bus stop, pissed and stranded. She's not even sure there’s a bus coming, she's really just ready for this whirlwind of a night to be over. She reaches into her purse for her phone.

" He placed a set of keys into my hand, kissed my neck quickly, and left in a hurry. I found his retreating figure laughable. I wondered what that even meant. A week later, I wore my wedding dress and walked down the aisle with Andy. Sitting in the Rolls-Royce, I stared at the bouquet in my hands, lost in thought. I realized I was cherished by someone, too. I would need to forget Mark from that day onward. Andy held me close, afraid I might feel uncomfortable in any way. I gently leaned against him, closed my eyes, and listened to his heartbeat. Suddenly, my restless heart calmed down.

I murmur, pressing a kiss just below her ear. “You’re warm,” she whispers with a smile, leaning back into me. “Good morning,” I say. “Good morning.” From the counter, Wendy makes a gagging sound. “Ugh. Gross. Why are you always kissing her?” I turn, grinning. “Because she’s pretty, and I like kissing pretty girls.” Wendy narrows her eyes like she is trying to decide if that is fair. “Fine. Then I get to kiss you too.” I laugh, stepping away from Mia and toward Wendy. “Oh, you think it’s that easy?”