I Kiss You Novels & Stories

There are two sides to every story, but everyone only listens to the heroines. Maybe that’s why I hated fairy tales growing up. My name is Ava Prescott. I’m the girl everyone loves to hate but secretly wants to be. I was from one of the richest families in Rivers City, captain of the cheer team, spoiled, popular, influential, worshipped, and dating the captain of our school hockey team, well, until the so-called heroine snatched my man and made me the butt of everyone’s joke. Well, it's not too late for me. I am Ava Prescott. I never lose. Maybe that’s why when Zane, captain of our sworn rival hockey team, dangled a juicy bait in front of me, I was quick to bite. How better to get back at my

I sarcastically retorted earning a low laugh from him. See? He's guilty. It was his fault in the first place. Yeah he will take full control over the kiss but that doesn't mean he can remove my clothes too. "That's how I kiss, darling. Yours is a punch kiss right? Mine is different" he smile sheepishly. I shot a glare at him. "What's wrong with my kiss? Punch kiss or not, it still consider as a kiss" I fireback. "Ah huh?" He wiggle his brow. "Just so you know my wife, I don't consider it a kiss if only the lips is involved. That's not exciting" he wink at me.

he whispered, his breath sending shivers down my spine. Before I could respond, Kai leaned in even closer, his lips brushing against mine. It was a gentle kiss at first, but it quickly deepened, filling with the chemistry that always seemed to simmer between us. I felt myself melting into the kiss, my heart pounding in my chest. Kai's lips were warm and insistent, and I couldn't help but respond, my own lips parting to meet his. The world around us melted away, leaving only the two of us, lost in the depths of our own private universe. It was a kiss that spoke volumes, a kiss that said everything without saying a word.

The kiss is soft and slow, a tender exploration, his lips parting slightly to invite my tongue in as I respond with equal fervor. A delightful tingling sensation courses through my body as he deepens the kiss, his lips moving against mine with a gentle urgency that makes my heart race. In that moment, everything else fades away—no worries, no fears, no thoughts of past or future. There’s just the intoxicating heat of the moment, the electric connection between us, and the pure, unbridled passion of our kiss that feels like it could last forever.

The man had a chiseled jaw, sharp features and perfect olive skin with combed back hair. The girl could feel her head spinning and she lost her balance. “Woah!” “Hang in there sweetheart. I am there to carry you.” He whispered coming close to her ear. “No need. I can manage.” She pushed him away a little, frowning hard. “Are not you being a little clingy now?” “You kissed me. Did I complain?” He smirked yet again pulling her closer. Before the girl knew he planted a powerful kiss on her lips and Lara’s eyes opened wide in much surprise.

“uhhhhhh. Uhm” Cercei stands there frozen, her mind scrambled as she stares up at the guy that just kissed her. She’s kissed a guy twice and she doesn’t even know his name or who he is. He just looks at her briefly and his attention goes back to whatever caught his attention behind her before the kiss.

The kiss is slow and passionate filled with desire not wild. I truly am crazy about this man And I love it. ... ...

he promised, his lips inches from mine. And with that, he leaned in, his lips brushing against mine in a soft, gentle kiss. I felt my heart soar, my soul taking flight as our lips touched. It was like the whole world had come alive, every sense heightened as we kissed. I felt his hands wrap around me, pulling me close as our lips deepened the kiss. Time stood still as we lost ourselves in each other, our hearts beating. As we broke apart for air, Kian's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze burning with intensity. "I want you tonight and everytime," he whispered, his voice raw with emotion.

As the laughter fades, their curious eyes turn back to me, still gleaming with anticipation. “So, tell us everything,” Zalie prompts, leaning closer, her tone playful yet insistent. I recount the kiss, trying to explain the storm of emotions that came with it, the words tumbling out as I relive the memory. “Yes, I’ve kissed people before,” I admit, clutching a throw pillow to my chest. “Both on set as part of my acting career and… well, in my personal life. But this—this was different.” I trail off, my voice softening as the memory replays in my mind, vivid and electrifying. “With Kassian, it felt like… like—”

Each kiss is intense, a mix of pain and pleasure. "Damn it!" He swears, his hot gaze burning into my exposed chest. His breath is heavy, his eyes filled with desire. "You belong to me, Louise. You can't escape," he whispers, silencing any protest with his soft, warm lips. Our kiss is passionate, intense, and I can't help but respond. Lost in pleasure, I hear a noise but ignore it. I close my eyes, savoring every touch of his lips. "That's right, Louise," he murmurs. "You're stunning when you're filled with desire. I want to see it again when you climax on my..." His words are interrupted as the door bursts open, revealing two unexpected visitors.