Goodnight Kisses Novels & Stories

He blushed and nodded towards me. "O-okay.... It's really okay if I kiss you?" He asked, looking unsure still. "Yes," I nodded and looked him over. "I don't mind if you kiss me." He blushed again and then looked towards my lips, giving me another kiss before he purred softly. I leaned in and deepened the kiss, rolling us to where I had him on the bottom. I growled playfully and leaned deeper into the kiss. He gasped as I kissed him, a little shocked by it. I smirked and laid down by him, pulling him close to me. "Let's get some sleep," I whispered softly to him. He looked at me and bit his bottom lip before he nodded.

he agreed, a smile in his voice. I leaned up to brush my lips over his, savoring the warmth and familiarity of his kiss. Drawing back, I gazed into his eyes, seeing my adoration reflected within their depths. "Goodnight, Kieran." "Goodnight, my darling. Sweet dreams." I drifted off to sleep that night cocooned in soft blankets dreaming about being in Kieran's arms, a sense of peace and contentment wrapping around me like a warm blanket as I wondered what it would be like to actually touch him.

There he was her dreamy guy, “Damon?!” He pressed a finger to his lips. “Shhh… I didn’t get to do this earlier.” He leaned in and kissed her, gentle, warm, full of everything unsaid. Alison’s breath hitched, her cheeks burning. “You are crazy!” she whispered “You are the reason, now go to sleep. Goodnight moonlight, I love you” Then he winked and climbed right back out the way he came. She stared at the window long after he was gone, touching her lips with her fingers.

The kiss of someone saying something they don't have words for yet. "Goodnight Rain," he said quietly. She closed her eyes. "Goodnight Damien," she said. His heartbeat was steady under her hand. And slowly — held and holding — they both let the night take them.

“Goodnight.” Silence. But I feel him lingering. Hovering. Then, his weight shifts, and a kiss lands on my forehead. Gentle. Too gentle. My breath catches. But I don’t flinch. Don’t open my eyes. “Goodnight,” he whispers in my ear. And just like that, he’s gone. The closet door opens. Closes. Then, I open my eyes. What the hell was that?

NOT UNLESS MUMMY KISSES US GOODNIGHT. Daniela’s face flamed. “Matteo…” Four tabs rose in chorus: KISS!— Matteo. KISS!— Alessio. KISS!— Rocco. KISS!— Leo. Killian pinched the bridge of his nose. “God help me.” Daniela knelt, quickly kissing each small forehead. The boys beamed, triumphant. When she stood, her eyes met his. For one heartbeat too long, neither looked away. “See you tomorrow, angels.” she whispered then turned to Killian. “Goodnight sir.”

The soft touch of her lips sends a wave of emotion through me, each feeling articulated in that simple, beautiful gesture—forgiveness, hope, and a promise of what could be. "As a token of new beginnings," she says softly, her eyes never leaving mine. A sense of warmth floods over me, a poignant contrast to the night air. Her kiss, laden with promise and understanding, serves as a vow, a pledge of commitment to this complicated yet marvelous journey we're on. "New beginnings," I affirm, my voice tinged with emotion. As she takes a step back, her eyes sparkle with a newfound resolve. "Goodnight, Damon." "Goodnight, my Luna," I respond, watching as she turns and walks away, her silhouette gradu

He leaned down and rewarded me a quick kiss on the lips. We went out of the kitchen and helped Gugu sort the list. We stopped when the clock struck at nine o’clock in the evening. We gathered everything and put them back in the box. “Go get some rest. We still have classes tomorrow.” He kissed the top of my head. “Goodnight, Serra.” He cupped my face and another quick kiss on my lips. “Did you know that kiss is the best thing you could do with your lips?” Gugu floated in the air teasing us.

Ace “Aren't you going to kiss him goodnight?” She stopped at the foot of the bed as she looked like a deer caught in headlights. “I'm sorry. What?” She sounded confused. “You didn't kiss Noah good night. You know he hates it when you forget to kiss him good night.” I reminded her. “But he's asleep now. He's not even going to find out.” She countered. I shrugged off my already unbuttoned shirt and folded my arms across my chest as her eyes dropped to my naked chest immediately.

He pouted, "So sad..." "Whatever, let's just sleep. Remove your hands on me already," I uttered. "Don't wanna," then he hugged me tightly. I sighed and closed my eyes, trying to restrain myself from bursting with annoyance. "Good night, Aiden," he mumbled. "Please, get well tomorrow." "Uh-hmm, good night," I replied. "Can I kiss you? Just once, please~" Oh, my gosh! He said good night but still insisted on kissing me? Really?