Witch Kiss Novels & Stories

The kiss started to get more intense as Draven took over, slipping a hand under my shirt from behind before parting his lips and placing wet, hot kisses down my neck, causing me to moan in pleasure. “I can’t do this,” I breathed, pulling away, his breath coming out in a short gasp as our lips parted. “I shouldn’t be kissing you, no.” I turned away before he could even open his mouth to speak and quickly got out of the pool, ignoring Draven as he called my name. “Adriana, wait.” He grabbed my wrist, turning me around.

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

“Their membership was revoked and they were kicked out. I believe the white witch was enraged that day.” “Did you just say white witch?” Dylan checked. “Yes, that is how the owner is referred to.” “Are you talking about a real witch or something?” “To be honest, I don't know, but what I noticed was that she only wore white clothes and had white hair.” “Is she really that old?” “She appears to be very young; no one knows anything about her. She's a mystery, but she's also the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.” He couldn't believe such a thing existed, but whatever it was, it wouldn't hurt to see for himself.

She struggled slightly to get in and looked up at me somewhat embarrassed. “Short people problems”, she laughed shyly and shrugged her shoulders The moment she got in I got hit with the most intoxicating smell. It smelled like cinnamon and sugar mixed with something floral that I couldn’t quite recognize. Ajax started pacing in my head practically salivating over this girl we didn’t even know, who wasn’t even a werewolf, but a witch! What was his deal? “So Sierra, is it? Your dad tells me you’re in your senior year! That’s exciting”, my dad said breaking me from my own thoughts.

He nodded his head in an appealing manner. “Fuck! Alright, as long as you are not leaving this pack then no problem,” Axel said giving up. “Thank you,“ I said before placing a peck on his cheeks in an appreciative manner. “So, Tiffany, What can you remember,” Jackob asked in a serious manner and I started to spill everything I could remember. “I think I know that place, it's sounding familiar to Grimwood cottage, where the white witch lives,” Jackob said, a smug look on his face.

Claire’s fingers scrape the mirror’s edge— The glass shatters . A howl rips through the room, the witch’s spirit bursting free in a whirl of shadows. She flows into Claire, seeping into her mouth, her eyes, her veins— Claire arches, choking. Then goes still. When her eyes open, they’re not hers anymore. "Hello, little wolf," the witch croons with Claire’s voice. My heart stops. The assassin hesitates. Even they know this is bad.

The reason is because she wants to be with the man she loves and she also has a problem with her older sister. The man looked at the wall clock which said it was 09.00 am. Then he nodded his head. He put on a teasing smile. "But all of this is not free, you have to pay ..." The girl looked confusedly at him. "Must pay?" He nodded his head, again. Meanwhile, the girl was thinking for a moment. "Mmm ..." Not long before, in the next second, the girl's lips were kissed by the warm lips of the man. "You must pay with this body of yours. Today, you will service my passion!"

Honestly I'd spent almost everyday wishing they'd just killed me. I touched my cheek gently, moving over the pink scar below my eye. When Gerwulf had kissed me, he had burned my skin. Because of this people now started to call me 'witch kissed' , saying I was as cursed as him. Truthfully I had begun to believe so. My life had been plagued with bad luck ever since that night, only in the last moments being saved by the grace of the moon goddess and having my life spared.

“Kayla has something to tell us. She has information about the witch who is after us.” “Great. Let’s hear it.” Natasha stated sarcastically. “The last I heard, she was spotted in Ohio. Rumours say that she is after the original vampires. She wants to break the sire link with the help of the blood of the descendant of the original maker of vampires. She found the book of spells that contain the ritual.” Kayla stated. “She wants to rule both the vampires and witches. So my faction is trying to stay away from her and her minions.” “Do you a name?” I asked.

*** At Lovers’ Pavilion by Moonlight Lake, Waltz Fleur, Madame Brittany Rockefeller, and the rest quietly made their way over. After seeing that Alex was alive and well, Waltz was the first to run over and pounce at him. She clung to Alex like a koala. Before even saying anything, Waltz kissed him forcefully on his lips. Behind her, Brittany and the rest were all a little stunned. They each had different expressions upon their faces. Brittany seemed happy about what happened. Maya Howards was a little jealous. Based on her personality, such a playful way of kissing was something she found challenging to do.