Chrismas Kiss Novels & Stories

I didn't want to spend even another second with him. A cold gust of wind swept past my face. It was the first time in my life that my mind felt so clear and free. I had just turned the corner when an arm shot out and dragged me into a dark dead-end. I didn't even get a chance to scream before my lips were captured in a searing kiss. Dylan kissed me impatiently and fiercely, as if he wanted to swallow me whole. "I heard that you broke up with him," he panted heavily next to my ear, unable to suppress the glee in his voice. "I broke up with Trixie too. Will you be my girlfriend, Giselle? You're driving me crazy, you little seductress."

I feel force on my collar, and the next thing, I know is my lips being blessed by hers. She dragged and is kissing me. Christiana Duran is sharing a kiss with me!

Dedicated to @yu-tanit. "By the power invested in me," the minister began as he looked at the couple standing before him and all the people whom had come to witness and celebrate this day with them, "I announce you man and wife," he smiled at them, "you may now kiss the bride." Everyone got on their feet to cheer them. "Kiss her, kiss her, kiss her..." everybody cheered bringing Chris back to reality. This was it. He was finished as long as he lived. During the whole wedding, all he did was to zone in and out and most of the time he zoned out.

Not wanting to unplug anything, I sit down and hold her hand. I just sit there for a few minutes not knowing what to do and then I remembered a movie where someone was in a coma and their true love kissed them on the lips. After they did that and called their name, the love interest woke up. Thinking it corny at first, I decided not to do it, but then realizing that the nurse was due to come in any minute to kick me out, I stand up and give it a shot.

Annika’s POV "Oh, Yes!" I hear the familiar voice echo through the walls of the living room. My feet come to a halt, and suddenly, I find it difficult to breathe. It feels like someone has wrapped his hand around my throat and is squeezing so hard. "Fuck!" A passionate whisper this time around. She is pressed on the couch, one leg thrown over my husband's shoulders. One hand is on her boobs on display, and the other is pressing into her thighs.

Then I did the same for her, letting the charm settle against her collarbone. We leaned in at the same time, meeting halfway in a slow, meaningful kiss, just warm and full of that quiet certainty that settles between two people who truly choose each other. When we pulled back, she smiled up at me. “Merry Christmas, Handsome devil.” “Merry Christmas, Wildfire.”

She couldn't deny that she had developed feelings for him in this short time, and she wanted to express her feelings in return. She nodded, her voice quivering with unadulterated excitement, and said, "Yes, Dave, I would be honored to be your girlfriend." Dave's hands trembled ever so slightly as he gently slid the exquisite ring onto Marisa's finger, sealing the moment with a kiss that expressed the profound depth of their emotions. Their lips met in a tender, passionate embrace, igniting a spark that had been building between them since the day they first met. The kiss felt timeless, as if the world around them had faded into insignificance.

It was just fast because I was just flat and he was too tall. "Merry christmas," I hoarse again barely audible to the noise of the fireworks. Her eyes widened. He crouched to give me one, shallow kiss. "Merry christmas," he whispered. "I hope I'm always with you for Christmas ..." I can't help but be carried away by all these emotions. This was supposed to be a happy night. But I don't know if the chest is tight. "You want that?" I nodded weakly. "Then, we'll do that."

Their conversation flowed like a symphony, their souls intertwining in a harmonious dance. Lost in the throes of passion in his embrace, she whispered, "Kiss me, Sonu, and let's make this moment last forever." Their lips met in a sweet, lingering kiss, sealing their commitment and igniting a fire that would burn brightly throughout their journey. "Kiss me here, Sonu." Maria gestured at her cleavage; her voice filled with desire. Sonu's eyes widened as he leaned in, bringing his face into the valley between her breasts and kissing her flesh with a passionate touch. As they pressed closer together, Maria gasped, whispering, "Oh, Sonu, make me yours completely."

It's a soft kiss but one that is promising her that nothing ends tonight. This is the beginning of something new. "Merry Christmas Ghost." 'Merry Christmas babe." END OF VOLUME FOUR