Kissing Booth Novels & Stories

he replied again. Kim looked even more upset. His forefinger finally lowered, but he still maintained his fierce gaze on Ronald. Kim's honey-brown irises were slowly sinking into Ronald's jet-black irises. The previously laughable atmosphere before suddenly turned intense. Neither Kim nor Ronald took their eyes off from each other. Kim didn't know what Ronald was thinking though, nor did Ronald know what Kim was thinking about. And then, Kim started to say, "Hey, Ronald. Would you kiss me?" ***

And with that, she kissed him—soft, teasing, the sound of their laughter blending with the faint buzz of another headline notification popping up on her phone: “#Kelvanessa — The Romance That’s Taking Over The Internet.”

She was crying now, trying to hide it. I kissed her. “I love you,” I said. “Then come back to me,” she said, voice cracking. I turned and walked into the cold morning air. Every step felt heavier than the last. The train station was at the edge of the village. It looked like both freedom and danger. I didn’t look back. Five hours later, the train pulled in with a loud hiss and the sound of steam. I stepped out onto the platform and looked up. There it was.

His cock strained painfully against his pants. Beside them, Jordan had already attracted company. A curvy blonde named Sophia had slid into the booth with him. She was kissing Jordan passionately, her hand already inside his shirt. The private booths were designed for exactly this kind of encounter. Dim lighting, high backs for privacy, and an unspoken rule that what happened here stayed here.

And he felt his wish was finally fulfilled, although he hopes it wasn't the last. "Let me tell you a secret about this kiss," Boaz was still drunk in ecstasy as he whispered to her. Nina felt tickled by his lips too close to her ears, adding to the fact that she was also feeling hot and intensely aroused. She curled her neck. Boaz was still blindfolded. "That was called a snowball kiss. One comes in the mouth, then we kiss and get to share our tastes. I have longed to do that, but I have never found anyone to do it with until today. Until you." He was breathless as he tried to explain himself so intently. Because what he was going to say next was eating his whole being in excitement already.

"Just making conversation." He walked to the living room and dropped onto the couch like he owned it. Lena stared at her cold coffee. She had to move on Briggs tonight. Before whoever he was feeding decided to act on what he'd already given them. She was still working out the details when Dominic's elevator opened.

That truth had followed me my entire life, but I'd never felt it like I did now. Never felt it like poison in my veins. My phone buzzed against the metal bench. Notifications lit the screen like fire. "Injured Prodigy Kade Kingston Caught Kissing Mystery Girl" "Who Is She? Crawford's Golden Boy's Secret Romance" "EXCLUSIVE: Video of Kingston's Late-Night Kiss Goes Viral" I opened one. Grainy footage of us inside Venom, her lips pressed to mine, my hands tangled in her hair. The comments section was a wasteland.

I extend both hands over his strong chest and push him, though I stumble over my own feet and hear his protesting voice, I run to the women's toilet. I look in the mirror, my mouth is smeared to my chin with red lipstick, proof that that kiss really happened. I take the paper and rub it in my mouth, trying to get all that dirt off. What did I do? Shit, shit, shit! With so many men in this world, why did it have to be him!!! The sexiest fucking guy I've ever met in my life! Holy shit, I actually kissed my boss! I gave him my first kiss, what a drug! And the worst part is that I want to kiss him again. I never thought there could be such a good kiss.

My eyebrows shot up all the way to my hairline. It was the one and only Tristan Walker... and Alex Mongroove. Kissing. Not just a quick peck, but full-on, lips-locked, arms-around-each-other kissing. In multiple locations, too. One looked like it was taken right outside a fancy restaurant. My heart did a little flutter-kick of pure, unadulterated glee. Oh, Caleb, you sly dog. Just as I was zooming in on one particularly egregious shot of them practically swallowing each other's faces, my phone rang.

We were actually in Kylie’s house, and we were currently watching Kissing Booth two in her room. “Stop it! You are wasting the chips!” I just rolled my eyes at her and just focused on watching the movie. It was the scene where Elle saw an earring under Noah’s bed when she visited him at Harvard. “I knew it! Noah is cheating!” I said and munched on the chips. “Nope! He is not. Jeez!” Kylie disagreed. “It is so obvious! Men cheat, especially if you are in a long-distance relationship. Tsk!” “Really? Is that from your own experience?” She raised her brow to me. I raised my middle finger on her to shut her up!