Kiss And Goodbye Novels & Stories

His lips met hers in a gentle kiss that made her tears fall onto him. It was a goodbye kiss.

I passed the meals off to my coworkers, and he did not even seem to mind. Then, on my birthday, he pulled a full-on romantic gesture—down on one knee, right in front of everyone, and popped the question. "Harriet, can you give me one more shot? You're the one I love, the only one for me. I can't be without you. I've totally cut Yvonne out. She's history, and she won't bother us again." His eyes were full of hope, but all I could say was, "The divorce is set for tomorrow. Don't be late again, or I'll have my lawyer take it to court. Trust me, it'll be a mess for you."

People nearby immediately began speaking up for Wendy. "Men like that get shown a little kindness and suddenly forget who they are!" "Doctor, listen to me. If you want a divorce, then go ahead and get one!" "You're such a great catch. You can easily find someone better!" Sorrow filled Wendy's face as she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around me. "Rowan, why are you suddenly talking about divorce? Weren't we doing fine before? "Is it really because I saved someone today that you want to leave me? If I did something wrong, I'll change. Can't we just live our lives peacefully?"

The roses I had spent all afternoon picking were already starting to wilt, just like our six years together were coming to an end. Carl disappeared for a week. When he finally came back, he didn't say a word about where he'd been or ask how I was doing. The first thing he said was that he wanted to sleep with another woman. I didn't even know how long we sat there in silence until his phone rang on the table. It was that special ringtone he had set for Wendy Lyle. "Carl, you're still not coming?" Wendy's voice came through the phone. I tightened my fist so hard that my knuckles went white. "Carl Larson! We're not over yet!"

He kissed the tip of my nose and reached into his pocket. "I want to make sure it doesn't hurt," he whispered to me, and then kissed me again. I nodded at him to say okay. I could not see what he was doing, but I heard the pop of a tube and then it closing shut. Then Todd turned back to me and kissed me gently. His fingers moved under my dress again and gently headed to my core, teasing as gently as he had been doing, and my inconsistent breaths came back as though they had never left.

Ignoring the gasps coming from Gabe and Hallee, Judah pulled me closer with his arm and deepened the kiss. * RING ! * RING! * RING! * As if right on cue, the next period bell then rang and it drowned the sound of Hallee and Gabe's awkward coughing. "See ya guys later then," Judah said as he pulled away from the kiss, leaving me desperately wanting for more. "And I'll see you later after school," he then turned to me, licking his lip playfully as he spoke. And I could only giggle like a stupid star-struck teenager.

I promised. Felix hunched and kissed my forehead. “ Forever is the deal. We ain't gonna say goodbye to each other till death do us part. Do you promise?" He raised his right hand as a sign of seriousness. I reciprocated with my right hand hoisted up as well. “ I promise. Till death do us part" We clenched our fingers in between each space and thereafter shared a passionate kiss. Then, Felix carried me back to the bed, holding the small gift bag with him.

I was going to miss this. "I'll miss you too, I swear." I whispered silently before pressing my lips to hers. When our lips connected, my heart exploded with a new burst of passion. The kiss wasn't the frantic, excited chewing of lips and wrestle of tongues, this one was slow, passionate, longing, loving. "Goodbye, Angel." I whispered sadly as soon as the kiss was over. "Stay the night, let's make memories." Angel offered in the desperation I'd felt. I wanted to agree, I really wanted to make the last of our moments together, but I couldn't because I knew letting go would be a lot harder.

Without waiting for a reply he waved the menu at the waiter and pointed at what he wanted. "I'm alright." "You can go, " he signaled to the waiter. "Ashley, you don't have to feel uncomfortable around me. I only did what I thought would keep you out of your sorrows." "What happened between you two?" Aviana asked with her eyes fixed on me. "We kissed. It was a long romantic kiss. We could have done more but once again your call distracted us." "If you had told me you two were having fun, I won't have called. Ashley, I don't want to puke on your little fantasy world but I hope you know what's more important now isn't having sex with rich men but proving to the world that you are innocent."

Worship disguised as possession. When he finally kissed her, it wasn’t tender. It was desperate. His mouth crashed against hers, tasting of rain and grief. Kimberly’s hands found his hair, tugging, grounding herself in the heat of him. The kiss deepened, grew hungrier, their breaths tangled and uneven, as though the air itself had turned to fire. Kovoc’s hand slid to her back, pulling her closer until there was no space left between their hearts or the things they’d buried.