If Snowflakes Were Kisses นิยาย & เรื่องราว

With playful gestures, they positioned the snow figures close to each other, their faces turned toward one another as if engaged in a tender embrace. Laughter cascaded through the crisp winter air as Stephen and Anna reveled in the whimsy of their creation. The snowmen seemed to come alive, their snowy lips pressed together in a comical and endearing kiss. The sight evoked pure mirth within them, their joy intertwining and creating an unbreakable bond. In that frozen moment, their laughter echoed across the snow-covered landscape, carrying with it the essence of their love. The snowmen, a reflection of their playfulness and affection, became a testament to the magic they shared.

And I was sure as hell, as long as I lived, I was never going to forget it. We pulled apart, caught our breaths, then kissed again, over and over. In the background, soft music fleeted lazily, and the beautiful snowflakes danced merrily, above us, the dazzling starry night witnessed our passion, and by the time our lips parted, for what felt like the hundredth time, we were out of breath, and my lips were painful and swollen from the impact, from being kissed, sucked, glazed.

The first snowflake didn’t melt, it didn’t even feel cold, when it touched the marble of the balcony, it let out a faint, high-pitched chime, like a crystal singing to itself, within an hour, the "Snow" was falling across the entire Zenith City, fine, shimmering flakes of Solid Starlight that didn't pile up like ice, but began to coat everything in a terrifying, beautiful frost.

The flakes giggled and then burst apart, reforming in a larger cluster that fluttered upward like tiny icy butterflies. Everyone froze. Lucian pointed at them in horror. “Make it stop.” “You act like this is new for me,” I said, offended. “It is new for all of us,” Marek muttered. A pup ran through the center of the foyer, laughing as the enchanted snowflakes flurried around him like a personal snowstorm. “Aveline, look. They like me.” The snowflakes swirled happily around his head. “They like everyone,” I said. “They are friendly.”

The snowflakes, landing on my skin were calming my stress, and the heat of my body was also in control because of that. Taking out my tongue a little, I took a few snowflakes in my mouth, licking the coldness that came with it. "You know, my lips are more cold and tasty than them. Want to try?" Neptune said, and I looked at him flushed. How can he say such things in broad daylight in front of so many people? Catching a few more snowflakes and putting them in my mouth, I was about to reply to him for his flirtatious remark when the door of the mansion was opened.

Sophie smiles placing a kiss on my lips. "Everything ok?" she asks, rubbing off the lipstick off my lips from her kiss. "Everything is great babe. Let's get inside, it's starting to snow." I say as we both look up. A single snowflake falls right in the middle of her cheek. I kiss it away, making her cheeks blush.

I said. She approached me, and the room was filled with a sense of anticipation and affection. As she drew closer, our lips met in a passionate and tender kiss. It was a moment of warmth and love, a symbol of the deep connection we shared. The soft crackling of the fireplace provided a comforting soundtrack to our affectionate embrace. The snow fell gently outside, but in that moment, we were enveloped in the warmth of our love, celebrating not only Christmas but also the profound bond that united us.

But this, this was perfect, more than I dreamed of. It was the first day of my favorite season, the first snow and I was here, partly laying in the snow with my sweet soulmate over me holding me close seeking an entrance to my mouth. The moon had risen fully, its beams casting across the entirety of the land spreading its glow upon us and creating a surreal Magical atmosphere while the tiny snowflakes fell on us, dusting our faces and coats with the chilly winter air blowing mildly. And here I was having my first kiss on a first winter night on the first day of my favorite season and I couldn't wish to have it any other way.

The snowflakes slowly danced like ballerinas making pirouettes in the night sky shining like countless little diamonds. I watched their journey to the ground, mesmerized by the tranquillity they brought to the depths of my soul. Spring was my favourite season, but only the winter's snow gave me some sense of peace and calmness. If only it weren’t that cold, it would hold number one favourite instead. But, right now, the biting frost didn’t bother me in the same way as it did before. I couldn’t feel my hand or the toes of my legs, and my nose surely was as red as an apple. However, I couldn’t stop watching the street light, which illuminated the snowflakes. It was hard to part with the feelin

I tasted his love, his longing, and everything else he was feeling through that kiss. I then heard a commotion erupting around us. Their voices were full of joy and excitement, so I pulled away thinking that they might have been watching us make out in the middle of a landmark, but once I opened my eyes, I immediately understood what all the fuzz was about. There was snow falling from the sky. I held up my palm and I wasn't imagining things. It was really snowing. "Yoona said that the first person you kiss on the first snow you'll ever experience is the person you're meant to be with, right?" He asked and I nodded at him, but before I could verbally respond, his lips were already on mine aga