Skephalo Kiss の小説・ストーリー

PAST: Shefali's POV: “I get it, we started off on the wrong foot,” he said, his voice a low, seductive rumble that seemed to wrap around me. He walked towards the cake and cut a small piece. Well, the cake was so tempting I couldn’t move my head, and he fed me. Still stunned at the way he responded to my slap….. by feeding a piece of cake. Was that a peace offering? “Let’s just forget the past and start fresh, okay? I’m Damon. Damon Knight.”

He traced the contours of the mark with his fingers before pressing his lips against it, a tender kiss followed by a gently starting to lick it. The sensation sent a shiver through me from the depth of emotion it stirred. This act was intimate, reaffirming the bond we'd just solidified. Kael's reverence for the mark, for what it represented, was evident in every touch, every kiss. It was as though he was speaking directly to my soul, telling me without words that I was his, that this connection between us was profound and sacred. He whispered, "I love you, Skyla Monroe."

I frowned. "That game has two choices, it's either you will choose to participate in this game and silence will eat your mind as your brain strated to create another story of your life. Or you will choose the KISS The K means Know everything about the game. The I means Ignore everything that surrounds your life. The first S means Study everything about the game. The second S means Seal everything on your mind. Know, Ignore, Study, Seal, once you choose it, there is a chance you learn about the game. And obviously, you chose the silence. And we're glad that our game works out. " She said smiling so I nodded. "But why I can't I remember anything? I don't remember anything my brain did. Why?" I

I started. "It'll wash up on shore," he said, then leaned down and kissed me. I quickly lost myself to the kiss, wrapping my arms around the back of his neck. His hands went to my sides, pulling me in closer. As we stood there, kissing, another wave crashed against Dean's back. My feet lost their grip on the ocean floor, but Dean stayed steady. I wrapped my legs around his hips. He was a rock that I could cling to, and as another wave hit us, I found myself gripping him even tighter.

I teased as I turned in a slow circle, letting them see the full scope of their marks. “Mmm, that is a sight I will never get tired of seeing. Your beautiful soft skin covered in our bites, our marks. There’s no doubt of who you belong with.” Kane spoke, a growl coming from low in his chest. I turned to him and grinned, walking to him and kissing him softly. “My possessive Alpha.” I tease lightly as I step back and shift into my wolf, stretching while they shift as well and the three of us make our way slowly back towards the pack house.

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

I sit up on the bed and kiss her softly, whispering, "I'm sorry. I know we didn't need any more problems." Please vote for me by leaving gems and commenting. Thank you.

Kenny couldn't help but feel nervousness as he looked around. Zeres turned to Kenny, his face filled with determination. "Do you know the name of the antidote for the poison ?" he asked. Kenny nodded confidently. "Yes, I do. I know the name of the poison," he replied, trying to steady his voice. Zeres leaned in, his eyes fixed on Kenny. "Tell me, we have to be quick " he urged." We need to find it as quickly as we can. " Kenny took a deep breath and said, "It's called 'Serpents Kiss.' I think the antidote to it must have the name of that sort."

“Do you want it to be?” He didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned forward and kissed me. It wasn’t hungry. It wasn’t desperate. It was deliberate. It said everything he couldn’t say in words. I kissed back slowly, letting the question melt. When we broke apart, neither of us moved. He was the first to speak. “That felt... right.” I nodded. “It did.” He bit his lip. “So?” “So?” I echoed. He leaned back, tucking his head under moonlight. “So... what is this then? Casual, serious, somewhere in between?”

"Lucas hasn't taken his eyes off your face since he walked in. Plus, your pheromones are practically intertwined." "You must be seeing things, Sophia," I joked. "Come on! I have a natural gossip radar and sharp eyes. I can tell at a glance if there's a fateful connection between werewolves. That kind of tension…" Sophia clicked her tongue teasingly. I couldn't help but purse my lips as my heart raced like crazy. After I graduated, I went back to the Silvermoon pack with Ethan, and I hadn't seen Lucas since then. Aside from occasional holiday text messages, we had no other contact.