Kissing Booth Novels & Stories

“Relax. Just a picture. You're going to have to kiss me, Ronald. We need to sell the romance. Start planning dates, tabloids, photo ops, all that vibe. You think they’ll believe it with a handshake?” I stared at her like she was crazy. “Kiss you?” She raised her brows playfully. “Is that something you can manage?” I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck. “I can… manage.” Kyla didn’t wait. She leaned in and kissed me quickly, her lips firm and rehearsed. Her light fruity perfume brushed against me faintly. She clicked a picture as she pulled away, her phone still lifted. Then she snorted. “God. I hope that’s not how you kiss Jeffrey.”

I had felt a million things but I couldn't put them into words and instead of embarrassing myself and Kaden, why not just make it curt? "The first game we'll be playing is called Lipstick and Kisses. You're going to kiss your partner all over the face in a minute, and the person with the lowest amount of kisses gets a penalty while the winner gets a reward. So let's choose, who does the kisses?" The Blondie asked. "The girls!" Everyone answered immediately. "Come closer, girls. Get ready to kiss your guys!" The Blondie announced and my heart fell. What? Was I… was I going to kiss Kaden all over the face?

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

Damn, I can’t get that girl out of my head. Walking past the exit of the ride, he noticed the photo booth for the ride pictures. Looking up at the monitor, he saw they’d captured a perfect picture of him and Breanna kissing. He smiled and walked up to the counter. “I want a copy of that one.” Breanna “Bre, are you sure you’re okay? You just got kissed twice by the same random guy,” Kallie asked anxiously. “Yeah, I’m fine. He just kissed me. It’s not like anything else happened.”

Like it was exactly where she was supposed to be. He kissed her. Not for cameras. Not for a narrative. Not for anyone or anything except the two of them at a window in Singapore with the truth out in the world and thirty years of other people's careful planning finally at rest around them. When they pulled back she was aware of the room. Of Priya very deliberately looking at her laptop. Of Adaeze very deliberately looking at her phone. Of Grace at the table with Catherine. Grace was looking at them. Not with the watchful assessment she brought to everything.

I lean into Braxton, my voice a honeyed whisper meant for the cameras. "Smile, my dear," I coo, my lips painted with a seductive allure. "We want the world to see just how in love we are." Braxton’s detachment remains intact, his gaze distant, his expression impassive. But I’m not one to be deterred. I place a manicured hand on his cheek and, before he can react, press my lips forcefully against his. The cameras click and flash, capturing the moment with a voracious hunger for scandal. The kiss has left Braxton with little choice but to respond in kind. He kisses me back, a perfunctory gesture that betrays none of the passion I’m hoping to convey.

All the men that had been invited as guests were middle aged, and each one of them had a woman possessively beside them. After a while, she took in a deep breath and expelled it, moving out of the bathroom. She started the slow walk back towards Mirabel and her boyfriend when someone suddenly moved in front of her. She recoiled and started to scream, but the sound died in her throat when she looked up at the face. It was the guy she had kissed in her college cafeteria few weeks back. Her assaultee, if that was a word.

"I'm still not sure I want to kiss you because this whole thing seems like a set up. You have probably been waiting for the moment when they would ask you to kiss me. I'm certain it's preplanned with them." "Ma'am, actors kiss all the time. There would be no sentiments attached. All you have to do is shut your eyes, tilt your head to a comfortable side, part your lips and brush your lips against his. " The photographer painted a vivid picture, obviously upset by the attitude I displayed. Felix looked at me for my consent. I reminded myself that all the kisses I ever gave to Clyde were fake and I reminded myself why I accepted to marry Felix. I then pulled close to Felix and did as the photog

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 entered the car together with Scott and the driver drove away I pray they should someday also go on a date; I thought and heaved a sigh The driver sped off We got to a restaurant and the driver stopped We both alighted from the car and walked into the building We got there and picked a seat then settled down I stared around the restaurant and it looks really filled up with lovers We ordered for our food and we began eating Suddenly, a man came up the stage and held a microphone in his hands Hello guys, I am sure all of us here are lovers right? He asked Yes; the people chorused I and Scott didnt say anything thou As you enjoy your food, we will be conducting a game for lovers which is titl