Kissing Contests Novels & Stories

I had to keep my body active so instead of wasting time, Elle and I decided to go for a morning jog. Running through the concrete path and basking in the views of these glorious buildings surrounded by luscious greenery. We jogged towards the track field but halted in mid-step. The bench under the cherry blossoms that held my attention yesterday was now occupied. The girl was sitting on the lap of the boy. Both of them were kissing passionately. I could see the girl's side face only. But judging from the pearl necklace I had the idea who could it be. Victoria? I felt a light shove in my arms and turned to see that it was from Elle.

I state in a grieve voice, because if this keeps up George will get rid of us all one by one. He nods while gazing into my eyes and then leans down to kiss me. With our lips just a fraction of an inch apart, I feel the tension between us building. Until he breaks the moment by kissing me deeply. At first, it is slow and sweet, but in the end, he goes in for the kill and takes my breath away.

Her eyes squinted when she saw how Isa accidentally kissed her guy partner when the latter tried to lift Isa. She bit her lip to prevent herself from laughing. Isa had her brows furrowed and her eyes frequently throw daggers to the guy who held her. When the contest was over, Isa and her partner did not win which made Isa frustrated. When the guy realized how bad the girl's temper was, he immediately fled to the crowd. Sydnee's lips curved into a sweet smile when she saw Isa walking back to her direction. Then she looked around again. Anthony was still nowhere to be seen.

He diverted his attention back to the woman when she said something again about the contest. “Just a reminder, you will not get any water or milk while you’re on it. You can only drink after the game,” the woman reminded them receiving moans of complaints from the other contestants. “To those who want to back out, you can go down now,” she added but no one left. She held the whistle hanging on her neck. “You can all start after I blew the whistle. Are you all guys ready?” Her voice became louder at the end of her sentence. “Yes!” the contestants all shouted in unison except him. He kept on staring at the fire noodles as if his life depended on them.

I wondered what Aiden the Assistant could be hiding. “Okay, my turn,” Aiden announced. “How many boyfriends have you had?” “You really want to know?” I could feel my cheeks heating and I was glad we were in the dark. “Yes, I need to know who my competition is.” “Four serious ones.” I sighed, knowing he would want more information than that. “The last serious one being a little over a year ago. I've been on a couple of dates since, but nothing really has clicked. You don't have any competition.”

The tension was palpable; each movement a dance of subtle power and playful deceit. When the final question came, the MC instructed them to kiss for thirty seconds, a display for the assembled guests. Elena’s heart raced, her breath hitching slightly as Adrian leaned in. Their lips met in a carefully calculated, yet intimate and beautiful kiss. Twenty-eight seconds passed. The MC’s voice interrupted with playful authority: “Two more seconds, please. Complete the thirty.”

Simon: "What's the matter with this group name? Is it a talent group for men? Christin: Handsome Men - isn't it referring to us? Simon didn't know what to say. Dickson texted bashfully: I feel so honored to join this as Eunice's boyfriend. When is the competition starting? When will I be allowed to enter the Andrew family? I miss my girlfriend already. George texted with an indifferent face: Take your brother away. Dickson: He's not my business. He won't listen to me anyway. Christin: Let's start the competition tomorrow. Makeup will be done in the morning. Then, we'll start guessing in the afternoon. As for how to guess, it's up to them to decide on the rules. I suggest you guys ask someone

Kill. The competition ceremony is about how many you can kill. It doesn't have to be any creature other than wolves, you can even kill among within your pack, it doesn't really matter. You're free to have a feast on whatever creature you like, as long as those creatures are in the ceremony. Any time of weapons, any type of legal or illegal transformation is allowed. Team making is prohibited, only one person can win the contest and they will be rewarded by some great things, which is decided by the lead Alpha.

said Elissa in disbelief. "Do you want to kiss it now or save it for later?" said Edgar. "Later. But if someone loses the game, all the kisses are gone." Edgar laughed. "That's not fair." "Fine. But now you can only kiss hair." "What?" "There was no agreement on which part to kiss." Edgar narrowed his eyes. "Okay. But if I win all the games here, I'll kiss you all I want." "Just try it. It was just hockey," said Elissa.

His kissing was enough to break me to a point I don’t think I could ever return back from. He suddenly changes rhythm and places a single sensual kiss on my lips before pulling away. He pulls my dress back up before placing his nose onto my neck. With a unsatisfied sigh he sniffs my neck, inhaling my scent before leaving a single kiss on my most sensitive spot. “What…” I start to say wondering why he was pulling away, when he places a finger to my bruised lips as we hear footsteps in the distance. The little feet race to the back entrance of the party room before they declare which one is the winner. I listen as Candice catches them up, telling Rex and Elspeth they were both winners and to c