A Kiss Goodnight Book Novels & Stories

When I see how much time is spent,I read them a bedtime story about the rabbit and the hare. I am in the middle of reading when I notice quietness, and I look down to notice the twins are already fast asleep. I close the book before leaning over to drop it on a nightstand. I pat their hair,a sigh of contentment escaping my lips, before kissing them on their heads. "Good night, my babies." I mutter,a smile on my lips, as I slowly drift into dreamland.

I took a deep breath, inhaling her intoxicating scent, and then took another, waiting for her to continue. She bit her lips, "Good Night..." she finally said, and I nodded. She turned around, opened the door, but before she could leave my room, she held her wrist, turned her around, and crashed my lips into mine... after all, every good night wish must be followed by a good night´s kiss.

He whispered a 'Good night'. . . A. Gupta Dear readers, do leave a comment and rating on the book profile for other readers to find my books. Thankyou.

She nodded affirmatively, agreeing to whatever it was that he wanted to do. Then, their lips collided in the best way possible. His soft lips danced against hers and the mystery man grabbed her face, as he slid his tongue into her mouth, sucking on hers before they fought for dominance. His hand crept up her neck, making her wet to the core. Her breathing became shallow and rugged as the kiss intensified. He kissed down her neck, tempting her to go farther. But, she couldn't. Kiara pushed him away breathing heavily. That was one of the best kisses she had had in her entire life. “Goodnight.” She hurriedly said before she slipped out of his arms and back into the crowd.

I settle beside him and begin to read the story immediately. The story is a sweet, simple tale of a brave knight and his journey to protect his kingdom. As I read, his eyes droop, as his little hands clutch the stuffed wolf tighter. Soon enough, he’s asleep, his breathing soft and even. I lean down, brushing a kiss against his forehead. “Goodnight, little prince.” This moment feels me with undescribable joy in my heart. As I step out of the room, I almost run into Stacy by the door. She looks at me, an odd mix of surprise and something else in her gaze. “You’re done?”

Then a boy suddenly appeared in my vision. A boy with an eyeglass reading a book in a library. Yes, I saw him often in our school library before. I smiled thinking that the boy I used to kiss was now a man.

“And it’s only the beginning, princess.” This time, the word makes my heart flutter, but it doesn’t scare me anymore. I don’t know who leans in first. Maybe we meet halfway, but when his lips touch mine, it’s slow and sure. A kiss that says he has time, that he’s not going anywhere. That he sees me. When our lips part, I exhale, my eyes still closed. “Goodnight, Xelina,” he says softly. I open my eyes, smiling now. “Goodnight, Lazlo.”

Because how do I explain something I don’t even understand? His hand shifts, slides slightly higher, unroll it, resting just above my knees. My breath stutters. No one. notices, but I do. Oh, I do. “Spontaneity.” He says before I can speak. The word is calm, controlled, like that moment wants anything more than a witch encounter. I swear I was spelled. Someone hexed me in some third-dimensional realm, forcing me to slam my lips against his clam-like ones. ‘If clams could kiss like him….’ No….no, Charlotte.

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.

" Arosh is too embarrassed to even think about waking up. Her long lashes vacillate and create a fan-formed shaded area over the face. It is insufferable! Kevin hangs over her, his hot lips igniting with the fieriness of the fire and land at Arosh's lips. He truly loves Arosh's delicate lips with warm kisses. He embraced her firmly and set down on the enormous bed, and they shared the entire night together.