Kissing Booth Novels & Stories

I grip his hand, letting him pull me down the trail. Nerves flutter in my stomach, fingers quivering as I walk steadily along the path, trying not to stumble over and into the river below. The sound of the waterfall we walk toward roars in my ears, allowing my hurried breaths to go unnoticed to my recent boyfriend. This is going to be my first kiss. I've finally graduated high school only yesterday, and to celebrate, Alec has taken me down to the local waterfall to kiss me. We have been talking about this for weeks now, and it's finally happening with nothing to interrupt us.

“You sure? I could be a very different person than the one you think you know. How do you know that I'm not a terrible person?” “Because of this.” I leaned down and kissed him. His lips were soft and tender, and full of desire. There was strength and sweetness. It was all about emotion and the gut reaction his kiss gave me every time. I didn't care if this was a fling or real. Everything a girl could ever want in a kiss was in his lips. “When you kiss me, I know all I need to.”

After a week of them sharing a kiss in a stupid game of 'spin the bottle'? Why now? What changed? She'd like to know. Could it really be the kiss? Brooke says it is but she doesn't believe that. As stated before, it's Christopher Hayes we're talking about. He's the subject matter. The protagonist. He probably kisses new lips every night. Better lips. More experienced lips. So NO, it can't be because of a kiss that he notices her now. A kiss that originated from playing that stupid game at the party. Stephanie walks to her locker to get ready for class with all those thoughts in her head.

Slipping on a black body con dress, and black flats with no makeup, I lock my room door and head out front where he’s waiting. “What took you so long, babe?” he asks, kissing my cheek faintly. His eyes returned to his phone, back to what he’s watching. “I’m so sorry.” “It’s fine. Go on ahead, I’ll be with you shortly.” I catch a glimpse of what he’s watching on his phone. It’s a Tiktok video of a girl shaking her ass. She’s wearing only a thong. I suppress my questions, strutting towards the SUV where Nate stands now, leans against it. He beams as I approach, and my entire world stands at a spot.

I directed the statement to Jessica. "I'm really sorry,I forgot."She apologized. "Why won't you forget when you are watching teen romance."Jace scoffed,he sat besides me on the coach,his right hand hung on my shoulders. "Give her break."I whispered. "Come,are you guys up to the age of watching Teen Romance."He asked again. "We are Fifteen!."Maya and Jessica echoed and it followed with a glaring competition. I laughed when I saw their faces,"Well,The Kissing Booth is an interesting movie."I commented.

She smells like roses and something sweeter. Slowly, I peel open my eyes, staring softly at her. We have that moment again and that is when I realize that I can’t keep fighting this. “Fuck it.” I growl slowly, pulling her towards the kissing booth. The booth is quiet, tucked away from the rest of the crowd. Velvet cushions line the bench, and the warm red light overhead casts a red glow on her face- her flushed cheeks, parted lips, and searching eyes. We sit down slowly, as if we both know what is going to happen.

She wipes the hair from her face looking at him. “What?” she glared. Thomas bend his head and kissed her fully on the mouth claiming her breathe in a kiss that makes her forget about the cold water. The heat was sizzling between them. He holds her tightly against him allowing her to feel the rock-hard erection in his wet pants. “Don’t get caught,” he says harshly kissing her deeply. Her reaction was equally passionate. She can feel her arousal rising matching his fire.

People were looking at us but we didn't care. After paying for the tickets, we picked a seat in the middle so we could face the big screen. The movie playing was Kissing Booth 2. Honestly, I don't think some movies need a sequel. Like who else does Ellie have to kiss? But the movie is great so I enjoyed watching it. ["Be alert! There's a werewolf approaching!"] Amanda warned. As though on cue, Caine and I turned simultaneously to see a familiar face. A familiar face to me anyway. "Lindsay?!"

Another kind of hot mic. Eden turned the script face-down. The stool creaked. Their knees were still touching. “Then it’s not a take,” she said. “No.” “And if I lean in, you’re not engineering.” His voice dropped to the register the boom loved. “If you lean in, Eden, I’m just a man in a booth that hears everything.” She leaned in. Not to the capsule. To him. The kiss was quiet and catastrophic. Headphones bumped. His hand found her jaw like he’d been mixing the idea of it for two days. She made a sound into his mouth that would have been a perfect wild track.

', I mumble and grit my teeths as I ask the driver to take me to the hotel. It was still afternoon left as the clock read 3:00 pm. And getting in our room and freshening up we order lunch and have it together in my room. We then watch 'Kissing Booth S3' on N*****x and chill, but later we both end up sleeping together. We both woke up early in the morning today in nervousness and excitement and now that we finally relax we fall asleep.