Camilo X Mirabel Kiss Novels & Stories

“This is why I do my lip gloss in layers.” They watched her walk across the sand, hips swaying, confidence dripping like honey. She paused, scanned the group, and then planted a full kiss on a tanned stranger with a man bun and tribal tattoos. The group whooped. The man’s friends cheered. Camila sauntered back, nonchalant. “He tasted like mint , please don’t dare me to kiss a toad next,” she announced, grabbing a new drink. “Truth, Tessa,” Jamie said next, sobering a little. “Have you ever felt truly safe with Pedro?”

For now, let's concentrate on this competition, this is my future. **** Soon it was her turn to sing, and with a bit of nervousness, Mirabel climbed the stage. "What's your name miss?" The the judges asked her. "Mirabel Leonard." She replied with her sweetest smile. "Age?" "19" "Ever been in such competition?" "No ma'am." "What song will you be singing for us tonight?" "I will be singing Can't Help Falling In Love by Elvis Presley my all-time favourite," Mirabel answered with a sweet smile.

And these two features, coupled with my slim body, my height, and my pretty face, made me look more like an I*******m model. And though the chauffeur was focused with his driving, he couldn’t help staring occasionally at me through the head mirror, and I, too, remained calm, pretending not to have noticed he was stealing glances of me from the mirror. “Can I get anything from Tatiana?”. I posed, removing my black sunglasses, revealing pretty white eyes. “I don’t think I have anything from Tatiana, but I guess Adele will be good for an hour journey”. Said the chauffeur.

“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?”

"Ahhm...well not really, I'm not into girl's anymore, since I came back from Norway, nah....girl's are chasing money, they are hungry for Peruvian weaves and all, you don't give them money they go so nah.. He grasped some air....then he went on.. "Anyways are you ever free? Like can I take you out for breakfast anytime you free before you come to work"? I almost screamed right there, I felt like a panick attack or something, In short...my temperature just went up like seriously seriously....so Simon Cowell says...hahahah.... "You okay " ? He questioned me again. "Ahhm yeah sure we can do it....yeah we can...gotta be here by 0900 though ".

Just like what Selena liked, she also wanted to see the scenery outside the classroom and that chair would let her do it freely. "Are you Sydnee Mondragon?" someone beside her asked. She turned her head and she came face to face with a young man. He had an auburn hair and blue eyes. His distinct features were often seen in the capital. She smiled and nodded. "Do you need something?" she asked and turned her head on the side so she could not see his face again. In the corner of her eye, she noticed the young man smirked. "I am Aleksander Tamarin, from Alta Sosyedad."

He whispered softly and Camille understood him better, she grab her bag and followed Xavier slowly. Diego folded his fist in anger, “You think you can love him?! That’s a lie! It’s only me you can love! You will come back begging, for love! ” He blurted out, Camille halted on her tracks. She slightly turned and a faint smile appeared on her lips , “Tsk,,Oh really?” She mumbled then her gaze went back to Xavier, then next the gaze went to his lips. “Excuse me, Mr Xavier,” She briefly whispered, her lips went for Xavier’s. …And, Gently she closes her eyes letting the kiss take over.

said Celine . Camilla nodded and tried to stifle a nervous smile, looking away toward the record player against the wall. From her close-legged position, Celine climbed up and walked on her hands and knees across the couch toward Camilla . As Celine approached Camilla now, she stuck her head out and pushed her lips up against Camilla ’s, a kiss that Camilla eagerly returned. The two women remained there kissing for a moment, Celine on her hands and knees, her breasts pointing down and moving just slightly, and Camilla sitting on the couch not knowing what to do with her hands.