Kiss Him Not Me Spin Off Novels & Stories

I had done a short research on my last challenge and was going to try and win his kiss tonight. His name was Noah Miller. They called him too pure, a romantic who will not kiss without having feelings for the girl. Well, I wasn’t in a mood to do this, but I just wanted to be done with those dates. I loved my fans and I kind of owed them one last story. It was a bittersweet feeling.

Hahaha. Apparently I knew this guy, he was one of the guys I had hooked up with and never liked form then. I just never pictured myself being with him ever again! You wanna know why? This guy had asked me out on a date, we exchanged numbers and then he basically asked me out and requested that I pick a place and I did! When we met in town, he asked me to accompany him to the ATM first so he could withdraw some cash and I did. Just as he had asked me to choose a place, I chose Spur cause I felt like ribs and they made the best, so we just went down there and boom! We were there!

Grandma explained. “But… what if he doesn't have even a tiny ounce of affection for me…?” I inquired restlessly. “That can't be. You are bound by the kissing spell already,” she assured me patting my head. I couldn't tell why, but I became strangely anxious. There were too many things about my magical fate that were off. Furthermore, there was him, my so-called “future love” who was cold, calculated, and completely indifferent. He might have been perfect as a CEO, but he didn't resembled someone who could have that ounce of affection needed… especially, not for me.

“I’ll talk to your parents. I’ll do whatever it takes to make them see I’m serious this time.” I studied his face for a moment, then smiled. “Good. Because if you mess this up, I’ll make sure the wedding dress has hidden pockets for a knife.” He laughed — a real, rare sound — and rolled us over so he was hovering above me. “Noted. Now… any more questions, or can I kiss my fiancée properly?” I pretended to think about it, then wrapped my arms around his neck. “One more. Will there be an open bar?”

What you loved, what you hated. This book was a spin-off of my other book MR CEO, MARRY ME ON CONDITIONS. Many of you might not know. Kane and Emily were the side characters in that book. And I hope you could read it as a standalone. I'm plotting another book in this series. you might have guessed until now. Chrisanna and Samuel.

I said trying to assume maybe he mistakenly entered the female restroom. "I know" he replied then he moved closer to me and I continued shifting backwards. "So what are you doing here?" I asked "I came am here to meet you and I must say; you've got a nice future behind you" he said staring at my backside. This guy is gonna get injured coz he doesn't know who he's dealing with. "Leave now before the count of three" I said and he smirk. "One...two..... three; time's up" I said and landed a heavy kick on his stomach and he shifted back holding his stomach in pain.

Was he affiliated with Cross? I reached out toward his shirt. He grabbed my wrist. “What are you doing?” he asked. I ignored him. Our eyes locked, and a tingling sensation rushed through me. I kissed him. He didn’t hesitate. He kissed me back, his hands sliding over my waist, pulling me closer. Fuck, what am I doing? I dropped to my knees and unfastened his belt. His cock sprang free—hard and ready. It reminded me too much of Cross. I braced myself.

“No. I don’t know everything. I freaked out because the spawn of satan kissed me. You freaked out because you’d never kissed anyone in your life, and the first person you kissed happened to be me. We are not the same. I know how to kiss, I know how to date, I am happy with my life. Are you? Your best friend can’t hug you, I’ve seen your reaction to people even standing next to you. Unless you’re on the court, you don’t vibe with that. It’s like you’ve conditioned your body to have a phobia of touch.” “You don’t know anything. And if the kiss was that bad, why did it motivate you to hop all the way here to find me?” He’s got me there. Still, I can’t let him win. Am I even drunk? “I came here

I pointed out. “Sure we could,” Kieran said with a suggestive wiggle of his eyebrows, before he sighed. “Well, I guess we can’t. Not until we find your mother and figure out why you keep collapsing.” “Yeah,” I said. “I wonder, though,” Kieran said, leaning closer to me, “One little kiss won’t make you collapse, right?” I hesitated. I liked kissing him. A lot. I really wanted to do that again. But that had been when his wolf was in control. If I kissed him now, he’d know we were fated.

“I don’t want that kind of attention drawn to me. You know that. I don’t do well in the spotlight, and you know if my parents did do something about her, Jasmine would only make things worse. I just want to do my time and then go off to college and get away from here.” She steps away with a sad smile and gives me the look of sympathy; I know she means well but I just don’t want to draw more attention to myself. When she creates enough space, Keegan comes to me and wraps his arms around me and gives me the sweetest kiss a guy can give his girl, I can feel how much I mean to him in the kiss and I can feel his anger towards Jasmine for what she has done to me and I know he will have something t