Kissing In The Rain The Notebook Novels & Stories

Gabriel tells me he's behind me. "I thought you'd like it." "I love it." "It's yours... for whenever you want to be alone or not. If you need a place to shut the door," Gabriel explains. I turn my body to face him, my hands go to my Mafia don's neck, and his come to my waist. Our faces are close, our noses brush against each other, and I can feel gabriel's warm breath. "Thank you," I thanked him before kissing him. We spend the rest of the afternoon at the waterfall, chatting, laughing, and swimming.

The moment their lips met, the world around them seemed to vanish, leaving only the rain, their love, and the promise of a new beginning. Vincent responded to Isla’s kiss with an intensity that took her breath away, as if he were pouring every ounce of his heart into that single moment. Despite the rain soaking their clothes and skin, the chill of the storm was completely forgotten, drowned out by the heat of their passion. Every touch, every tender movement was an unspoken declaration of the love that had always existed between them, only now fully realized.

In a matter of seconds, she’d turned me into a side-show attraction for every crazy fan of mine in all of Vegas, and apparently, a couple of women flew in this morning to get a chance to kiss me in the spirit of Valentine’s Day. I tapped the screen of my tablet, letting the automated voice machine created specifically to read my mind speak. I could talk….i just don’t want to. “I’m not staring at you, Miss Venus; at least not in the way you think I am.” The voice droned on, although I, for the first time, wished it could convey the appropriate feeling in my voice. “I am simply waiting for your supposed genius master plan to fail, and render both of us in the gutter so I can fire you. She turn

Do I really deserve this? Like obviously I know it is a very horrible thing to kiss your best friend's girlfriend but it's also a very horrible thing to be treated like shit . Am I dramatic??? Sighhh. I forced my eyes forward. Amber turned one page in her notebook. Maya laughed at something Anna whispered. Sienna’s name appeared in a new gossip post notification on someone’s phone. And me? I sat in the back of the room, holding a cryptic note from a girl who no one ever noticed except now I did.

What they built together — I know this because I was nine years old in a garden in April when a man pressed his hand against the cold window glass and looked at the shadow flowers and understood that what he and the person he loved had built together. "He was not afraid of me. I have been trying to determine whether this was innocence or knowledge. It was knowledge. This is more alarming than innocence would be." — First notebook entry, Year 1 "He is still not afraid. Some things don't change. That's the whole point.." — Mira's archive introduction, Year 107 Extra scene — First kiss The fire in the fireplace had almost died out. Outside, dark clouds had suddenly gathered, and a gentle April

He whispered to my ears behind my fallen hair. He said while closing his eyes , trying to attack to my lips again and started kissing smoothly and slowly that no longer i can resist , not anymore , he hugged my flaccid body , it felt like something inside me is burning with flames and desires and i am ging with tide , i just found my finger tips touching his rough jaw in a slow motion , he moaned just from the touch , he didnot belive it , he started to breathe deeply , while coming more and more closer to me , like the is any space left, he pulled me more and more to him , i felt like it is only us in a sky flooded by bright stars all spinning around me and him , I am only seeing him , and

for the first time, manga and webtoon characters didn't count. He wasn't a CEO… at least not yet. His name was Nick. He studied economics while I studied scriptwriting at the same University. He was handsome, ambitious, and self-confident. It wasn't clearly love at a first sight, but ended up loving each other and planning our future life together. Our first kiss happened on my 21st birthday. “I love you, Kass!” he called, right after I blew all the candles and our lips touched as a sign of the beginning of our “happy ever after”, or that was how I thought…

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

he claimed her mouth hungrily. Ami gasped and gave Rain the opportunity to slip his tongue inside. She tasted like sweet vanilla. Ami was so lost in the sensation of Rain kissing her that she involuntarily wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him closer. She heard herself moan and wanting more, she imitated Rain’s movement and slipped her tongue inside his mouth as well. He tasted like heaven. Soon they both released each other’s mouth panting for breath. Rain looked Ami in the eyes and told her. “I won’t apologize Ami, I have been wanting to do that since forever. I won’t apologize for my kissing you during the cruise as well nor during my party. “ His confession somehow brough

“It’ll be blue, by the way. Like a light blue.” He snorted even as he slapped his palm against mine. “What? So I can be like your boyfriend? Pass.” I pulled back, not understanding. “Huh?” “Oh, don’t act as if you have no idea what Nash drives.” Glancing down at my desk to the scratch pad I’d been writing on in the midst of my research and email correspondence, he pointed. “What’s this?” He picked up the notepad, curious. “Changing your doodles from Elton to Nash, yet?”