Kiss Me One Last Time Novel 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.

As the candles I set up went out again and again, the passion inside of me died as well. Then, my phone, which had been quiet for so long, started to ring. I picked it up. "I gave Kat the spot for this year's retreat that’s meant for a family member. If you want anything, call my assistant. And I won't be home tonight. Kat just moved into her new place, and she's having a hard time settling in..." I looked at the cake on the table that was meant for our anniversary. The candle that was shaped like a 2 on the cake felt like a joke.

"Heya!! This is sadly the end of book one!! Yaay, or…you know, Booo! Lol. Book two will be titled: My last wish, still centred on Vivanna, but this time with more of the heroine, Daisy. It will be out after I catch my breath, and to be honest, I was debating ending book one elsewhere, so I may add a few chapters later, don’t worry, lol not of the flashback; part two of the flashback will come later. The additional chapters will be more of Vivanna in Envia with Kassian. Anyway, I’ll keep thinking about it until I include the chapters. >.< Though, for now, I will end book one here, then when I begin ‘My Last Wish’, I will have decided on what to do. I have received pretty awesome comments, an

I wanted to turn around and look at her one last time. Just one last look at the mother I fought so desperately to protect. But the moment I turned my head, the metallic sweetness rising in my throat could no longer be suppressed. “Pfft!” A mouthful of blood burst from my lips. The overwhelming pain finally stole away my consciousness. In the final second before my body gave out, the last thing I saw was my mother's face turning deathly pale, and her figure rushing toward me in complete panic.

Maybe it is my last day. My hand trembles as I reach up to cup her cheek, my touch gentle and filled with unspoken emotion. I gaze into her eyes, my longing mirrored in hers. And then, with a surge of determination, I lean in to kiss her. But her initial reaction is one of surprise and resistance. She pushes against my chest, trying to break the kiss. Yet I refuse to let go. "Please, Vivian, don’t stop me," I murmur against her mouth. "Maybe this is my last kiss."

He kissed me one last time, slow and claiming. “Book your surgery soon, Miss Harper. Because next time… I’m going to fuck you in the operating room after hours.”

I never went near alcohol again. Gazing at him with loving eyes, all I could see was one thing that wrapped around my all body. My crazy computer programmer husband. "My first kiss." He whispered into my ears. "My last love." THE END.

He put his hand on the nape of my neck and kissed me with all the passion of the previous morning. I couldn't stop the groan from escaping my lips. I've never felt anything like this. Never before have I wanted to laugh, cry, have sex, and devour someone until he has nothing left – until we become one and I can feel at peace. I took his face in my hands and kissed him everywhere. My gasps were followed by his softer breaths. I searched his mouth over and over again. I wrapped one leg around him, trying to climb on top of him as he straightened up. Suddenly, he broke the kiss and pushed me to the floor. I stare up at him, my bare heart resting at his feet. His chest rose and fell with his lab

I write a note and leave it on my pillow and then I kiss her lips one last time. Nothing’s changed!

I replied before pulling him closer. His soft lips landed on mine and my eyes closed slowly and immediately. I know I have said the sentence 'I kissed him for the one last time', but now maybe it's true this time. It is truly our one last time. I kissed him as a tear started rolling down my eye. We broke the kiss and Martin looked at me slowly opening his eyes. "You always are my first love and I will never leave you no matter what," Martin said in a low tone. "So am I," I replied.