Kissing Academy Novels & Stories

“The kiss.” “Yes.” His gaze locked onto hers, unreadable. “Your goodnight kiss.” Her breath caught, fury and fear warring inside her. “You’re insane.” “Perhaps.” He leaned closer, so close she could feel his breath against her skin. “But you agreed.” Her heart pounded violently, yet she refused to let him see her crumble. Slowly, with trembling defiance, she rose on her toes and pressed the lightest, quickest kiss to his cheek. Barely a brush.

“But I’m not letting some ghost in lipstick steal my kill and walk away like a fucking legend.” I stood, crushing the cigarette under my heel. Amara Voss. The Revenant. I didn’t care if she was a myth, monster, or martyr. I would find her. And if she wanted war, I’d give her one she’d never forget.

CHAPTER 30: The Snake Inside Vincenzo’s Pov I just stood there after the kiss. It was so stupid. I kissed her in that dark hallway. I shouldn't have done that. I'm the Don, i don’t just kiss people whenever I feel like it. I’m the boss of everything but she was right there, and she looked so mad at me for showing her off at the party. I liked that she was mad. She didn’t look scared at all. She just looked angry. I pulled away and left fast before I did anything else totally dumb.

I just… don’t understand what I am. And no one believes me. Not my therapist, not the school, not even the guy who kissed me last month and then claimed I “wasn’t worth the weirdness.” I pull my knees up to my chest and wrap my arms around them. I don’t cry. I haven’t cried in weeks. Tears feel pointless now. Useless. Instead, I think about Blackmoor Academy. I’ve heard rumors. Rich kids talk. Especially the ones who got kicked out of other schools. Some say it’s a place for problem children. Others whisper darker things. That it’s not just a school.

The contrast, his familiar touch mixed with watching him kiss the girl who had bullied me, made everything feel electric. Soon clothes started coming off. Jessica’s blouse hit the floor. My top followed. Professor Kane sat in his chair and pulled both of us onto him. I straddled one thigh while Jessica took the other. His hands roamed over us, squeezing breasts, pinching nipples, making us both gasp. “You two look so good together,” he murmured. “Kiss each other.” I hesitated, but Jessica leaned in first. Her lips were soft. We kissed awkwardly at first, then deeper as Professor Kane’s fingers found our pussies. He rubbed us both at the same time, making us moan into each other’s mouths.

Said Stevent. "Much obliged!" Richard's short response. Afterward, their Professor came to instruct. In the interim, when Arosh and Fanky's class was north of, an associate of the Powerpuff Girls drew nearer and detailed it to them. She went into their room and grumbled about the understudy declining to pay the obligation. "Ace, I have something to tell you. Kim of segment G7 would rather not take care of her obligation." Reporting it to Arosh and Fanky.

It wasn’t long and I felt that ever warm lips on mine, my whole body shuddered at that, I doubt if there would ever be a guy who could kiss like Adrian Sanders. I threw my hands round his neck, still holding to my flowers, his peppermint taste filled my mouth and I moaned softly, giving him the access to thrust his tongue into my mouth. I caressed his tongue with mine and I didn’t want to let him go, didn’t want him to stop kissing me, but we were in school after all, and we shouldn’t let any of the teachers see us sucking each other’s face. I pushed him lightly and he broke the kiss softly.

she says the words felt like they are meant to Justin, he growled, at me, and I tried to ignore him, he better stay away from me. She kept on talking, shifting to submissives, and dominant again, going over the main academies, it's Dom&Little Academy, and the Submissive Academy, the most two famous ones in our district. When she was done, we were finally allowed to leave, her eyes kept on following me, she even licked her lips looking at me, I wasn't a meal, I made sure to walk quickly to get away from her.

I broke the kiss just long enough to press my forehead to hers, breathing hard. “We can’t keep doing this out in the open.” Her lips brushed mine again. “Then don’t stop.” I swore under my breath and pulled her with me as I shifted, space folding, wards bending just enough. My room. The door slammed shut behind us. The academy roared its disapproval. We ignored it. What followed wasn’t gentle. It was raw. Heated. Angry and aching and desperate to reclaim ground we’d almost lost. Every touch was a challenge. Every breath a promise. Jealousy burned itself out into something deeper, something dangerous.

Katherine Thorne: “WHAT?” Kate shrieked, slamming her locker shut. “You kissed Alexa—” The rest of her sentence came out muffled into my palm because I had to cover her mouth before she told the whole school that Alexander had kissed me. We were by the lockers in the hallway and students were all around us, I didn’t want to be the topic of any gossip. And some students had their attention drawn to us already at the mention of the word ‘kiss’.