Good Morning Kiss Novels & Stories

He said with alluring eyes. She looked at him in confusion. "My Good Morning Wish. A mark that I am all yours". he said with a wink. he forwards his face and she shyly kissed him on the cheeks. "Good Morning," She said while kissing his cheeks. "Good Morning my love" He immediately pecks on her lips. She becomes conscious of his sudden gesture. His love is magical. Every touch of his lips is special and new. She doesn't want him to stop showers of sugary love.

he mumbled, gripping my shirt a little. "You underestimated me." I gave a playful smirk. "Next time be more alert." He tensed up a little and then looked up towards me with a blush before he wrapped his arms around my neck and leaned in, stealing a kiss. I leaned into the kiss, deepening it. He gasped slightly and then melted into the kiss, curling his fingers into my hair and pulling me closer to him. I pulled back from the kiss and reached up, rubbing his cheek. He blushed and then leaned his head into my hand, purring as he closed his eyes. He gently kissed my hand lovingly. "Are you done with the garden?" I asked softly.

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

The man's tears increased which calmed the woman. "Chaos. I-I don't mean I'm going away, I-we can't talk anymore. We can still be friends--" "Friend?" The man laughed simply "So you treat me as a friend? Just a friend?" His gaze deepened on the woman. "Chaos, listen--" The woman's eyes widened when the man suddenly kissed her. It touched both of her cheeks and even more covered her entire lip. Khione had her eyes open, while Hades continue to savor the moment. He can taste the sweetness of her lips, the softness of it.

Nikolay: “Good morning” I smiled as Kiara kissed the corner of my lips, her breath smelling like mint as she sat on the edge of the bed beside me. Waking me up with a gentle kiss. “Morning sleepy head” Kiara said watching as I opened my eyes to look at her, her legs bare beside me as she wore my grey shirt and shorts underneath them. I smiled and wrapped my arms around her waist pulling her closer to me and pulling her down to kiss her lips.

After he stared at me in the dark for a while, he obeyed. I used the moment to get my phone ready and when Steven stopped drinking, I crushed my lips into his. Snapping a photo of it, the light illuminated my mask and his face with his gray eyes wide opened. A ridiculous way to kiss someone! Not sure if this was proof that he wasn’t gay, I kissed him again before he could see that I was giving half my attention to my mobile. It was like kissing your brother, no passion, no sparks. Just two wet mouths moving.

Said the chauffeur. “You can help me with that if you don’t mind”. I slipped on my glasses. The chauffeur turned on the stereo, and then came a gentle blast of ‘Hello’, by Adele, filling up the silence in the car, and, I loved that calm motherly voice with which Adele dealt some justice to the pretty instrumentals. I rested my head against the seat’s headrest, and shot a smile at a signpost which read; ‘welcome to Guts Island’, But then came a flash of my ex-husband’s face on the fourth night of the previous month, drunk and scary, yelling and lowering towards my panicked face, making me sit up and gasp for air.

I turned to find him sleeping beside me, his peaceful expression bathed in soft light. With a gentle touch, I brushed a strand of hair from his forehead and leaned in to press a tender kiss on his cheek. His eyes fluttered open, and a warm, affectionate smile graced his lips. "Good morning, my love," I whispered, my voice carrying the sweetness of our connection. His gaze met mine, and he reached out to caress my cheek. "Good morning, Brianna," he replied, his voice filled with warmth and love. In that moment, the world outside our window faded away, and all that mattered was the bond we shared.

But not for Kara anyway. He is holding a cup of coffee in his left hand, his macbook in the other. "Good morning Kara!" he brightly greeted her, showing off his deep dimples and perfect white teeth, completing his morning charm with a wink. Nevertheless, it did not brighten her always dreary mood, not even a notch.

When I woke up the next morning, she was sitting beside my bed arranging fruit on a platter. Her eyes were still a little swollen, but her expression had regained its calm. “You're awake? Have some fruit.” She picked up a slice of apple with a fork and held it out to me. I took a bite. It was sweet. Julian pushed open the door and walked in with several folders in hand. “The venue has been finalized. It'll be at the glass conservatory on the hillside estate. “You love flowers, and it's filled with your favorite red roses. “I've already arranged for the temperature to be regulated around the clock, so you won't feel cold.”