Bad First Kiss Novels & Stories

I couldn’t breathe that morning. Not because of a nightmare, smoke, or fear. From him. From that kiss. My first fucking kiss, and it had to be with Lucien Nerezza, of all people. Sleek and cold and calculated one second, and then wrecking me against an archive shelf the next, like he wanted to eat me whole.

“You...” “Nothing happened,” Jessamine rolled her eyes as she assured him. “It was...” She furrowed her forehead as if trying to remember the kiss. “It was just a peck on my lips so I would stop crying because my crush liked someone else, and I hoped to have my first kiss with him that night. Instead, I got my heart broken.” She looked at me and smirked. “That’s how I got my first lousy kiss.” “That bad?” I asked, unsure why my ego was hurt when it had been our joke for almost a decade.

he asked, his voice softer now, almost teasing. I felt my face heat up at the intensity of the question. My heart pounded, and before I knew it, I nodded. I didn’t have the words to explain how I was feeling, but I could feel everything in my gut telling me this was right. Jamie’s smile widened, and without another word, he leaned in. His lips met mine, soft and gentle at first, then growing deeper as the kiss continued. It was everything I didn’t know I needed, and for a moment, the world outside of this quiet lodge, the drama, the uncertainty—everything faded away.

he steps toward me and pulls me into a kiss. I’m so shocked that I freeze at first. This is actually my first kiss. My first proper kiss, and it’s with someone I hate, and it’s definitely not consensual. It’s not really a proper kiss since I clamped my mouth shut when I regained my senses and shoved him away. He stumbles back, renewed hurt flashing in his eyes. “Are you mentally deficient? What on earth would make you think I’d want your disgusting lips on mine? Don’t ever fucking touch me again!” I growl.

“You don’t even know me! You just kiss strangers at your convenience?!” He didn’t even seem a bit remorseful. My slap wasn't strong enough to even get him to flinch. Just stared down at me, bored, like my outrage was entertainment. “You’re the new girl, right?” His tone was lazy. “You’re really pretty. And not a bad kisser.” I blinked. “Not a bad—” My voice rose higher. “That was my first kiss, you arrogant idiot!” He tilted his head, lips twitching into something close to a smirk. “Guess I’m good at making first impressions.”

I walked to her, closing the distance because I wanted her near. She kept inching back and I kept moving closer till her back hit the wall behind her.Her perfume hit my senses and it nearly drove me wild.I was tethering on the edge at this point. She looked up at me and eyes locked. "I want to kiss you", I said holding her gaze. She took a while not saying anything and I nearly shat my pants.Was she angry,repulsed?What do I do or say? "Do it",she said ,shocking me.

“Straight into Jordan’s arms. He promised me Hollywood would beg for me. And it did.” A beat. The desert wind howled outside. Daniel exhaled. “And Charlie?” Luca’s jaw tightened. “Married his appropriate Ivy League girlfriend six months later.” The silence that followed was suffocating. Then— Luca moved. One hand fisted in Daniel’s shirt, yanking him across the console. The kiss was violent—all teeth and desperation, Luca’s other hand tangling in Daniel’s hair to keep him close. Daniel gasped against his mouth. This wasn’t the polished Hollywood prince. This was the real Luca—the one with calloused hands, a bruised ego, and anger that tasted like whiskey.

Romeo replied, boring his eyes into mine. My mouth fell open. Are they serious? Why the hell would I lose my first kiss in a dare and the worst part to Romeo freaking Sparks? Fuck Samantha! She knows it's my first kiss. My eyes found Romeo then trailed down to his lips. His lips were so pink and so full, my head played an image of us kissing.

They both got a taxi as soon as they got outside the school, “I was only lieing earlier baby because I saw my ex behind you, I wanted him to be jealous, the guy I kissed... he is only but a stranger, I don’t even know his name until you mentioned it in school, you called him Aaron, right? Or something along that line.” Cercei explained to mirabel looking desperately into her eyes. “Wait you kissed someone you don’t know? As in you kissed a stranger at a party?!” Mirabel asked cercei, looking suprised with her eye wide open. “Yes, the second time now!” Cercei replied avoiding mirabel’s judging eyes. “Wow!!!!!” Mirabel exclaimed as she folded her arms under her boobs and shook her head in awe.

My fingers itched to touch. I held my breath as he took a step closer. Slowly, he leaned over. The anticipation was killing me every second. Before our lips touched, he whispered, “I was wrong to wait for the right time. When there was no right time. The moment I saw you with a bloody nose, I wanted to kill myself, but then I still don’t wanna die until I have you and make you feel good you won’t ever forget for the rest of your life.” A smile tilted my lips. “Though I wasn’t good enough for you.”