If Snowflakes Were Kisses Novels & Stories

Mira It was snowing. Each flake was big and fluffy, and I watched as they did slow somersaults to the ground. It was one of those storms that’s heavy and soft all at once. But the air wasn’t cold. I couldn’t see my breath, and I didn’t shiver, even though I was in a lacy white nightgown. The snowflakes that touched my skin melted away as they touched my skin, like I’d burned them out of existence.

“I’m done with that. Tell me what you want Jackson. Tell me you want me to leave, and I’ll go. But if there’s any part of you that wants me to stay—” I didn’t let him finish. Instead I leaned in and kissed him. It was nothing like the kiss at the festival. This was deeper, desperate, terrifying and absolutely certain all at once. Frost made a sound against my mouth—half gasp, half relief—as his hands slid into my hair, pulling me closer like he was afraid I might disappear. His lips were cold, but they warmed against mine as the kiss deepened. I could taste winter on his tongue, something crisp and fresh like snow, and underneath that something that just felt like—him.

Rose watched as frost began forming slowly along his skin. Delicate. Intricate. Tiny crystals spiraling outward like living snowflakes. Rowan leaned closer, eyes wide. “No way.” Kael exhaled softly. The frost spread outward, crawling along a nearby rock. Within seconds the surface turned white with ice. Ember crouched down, poking it. “Okay that’s extremely cool.” Rowan groaned. “You said cool.” “I regret nothing.” Rose crossed her arms but couldn’t hide the small smile pulling at her lips.

The cold air bit at her cheeks, but it was a welcome sensation, grounding her in the present. As her feet touched the ground, the first snowflakes of the season began to fall, drifting gently from the sky and settling on her shoulders and hair. Isabel paused noticing it as a gasp escaped her lips, realizing what was happening. Almost immediately, Isabel looked up, watching the delicate flakes swirl and dance in the air. The sight filled her with different emotions.

Something cold and wet settled on his shoulders, then his arms, and finally his nose. He broke the kiss at the same time she did, and then he started to laugh. Thick thumb-size snowflakes were falling all around them. It was the type of snow rarely seen in Chicago, special mountain snow. The thick flakes fell into the hot tub, and Felicity wriggled against him. "Oh my God, it's beautiful," she whispered reverently. They'd both seen plenty of snow in Chicago, but mountain snow during Christmas was magical.

Time stood wondrously still and somehow flew by at the same time as our lips connected and my world righted itself. “I love you too,” I whispered as we broke apart. His smile rivaled the sun. I would have traded the moon and the stars for that smile. He brushed a blossom from my hair, letting his fingers then trace the line of my jaw before bringing me to him for a second kiss. If the first one was good, this one blew it out of the water. Every fiber in my being trembled with happiness.

“You sure? I could be a very different person than the one you think you know. How do you know that I'm not a terrible person?” “Because of this.” I leaned down and kissed him. His lips were soft and tender, and full of desire. There was strength and sweetness. It was all about emotion and the gut reaction his kiss gave me every time. I didn't care if this was a fling or real. Everything a girl could ever want in a kiss was in his lips. “When you kiss me, I know all I need to.”

They both got a taxi as soon as they got outside the school, “I was only lieing earlier baby because I saw my ex behind you, I wanted him to be jealous, the guy I kissed... he is only but a stranger, I don’t even know his name until you mentioned it in school, you called him Aaron, right? Or something along that line.” Cercei explained to mirabel looking desperately into her eyes. “Wait you kissed someone you don’t know? As in you kissed a stranger at a party?!” Mirabel asked cercei, looking suprised with her eye wide open. “Yes, the second time now!” Cercei replied avoiding mirabel’s judging eyes. “Wow!!!!!” Mirabel exclaimed as she folded her arms under her boobs and shook her head in awe.

ANNASTASIA MILLER As I looked around and noticed a carpet of snow. A white blanket of snow enveloped the world. Trees are heavy with snow on their tips. Daggers like icicles hanging from the trees sparkling like Diamonds. The snowflakes fall like precious diamonds from the sky.

"Remind me to stay on your good side, you little bloodthirsty minx." She murmured, tilting her face up to his for a long, passionate kiss. "You can start right now," she said. Even more snow was falling when they split up. Portia scowled as she observed the skies. Those snowflakes are among the largest I've ever seen. After removing a flake from her face, Julian made a black, sooty smear by rubbing his fingers together. Slowly, he raised his gaze to meet hers. "This isn't snow. It is ashes.