Kissing Note Novels & Stories

They both leaned closer over the table, the warmth of their drinks mingling with a growing tension in the air. Then, in a moment that felt electric, their eyes locked. The laughter faded away, replaced by something deeper, a silent understanding passing between them. Time seemed to stretch as Marley leaned in slightly, her breath mingling with the scent of chocolate and the liquor she had just drank. Without breaking eye contact, she closed the distance between them, her lips brushing against his in a gentle yet bold kiss. It was soft at first, a hesitant exploration filled with the sweetness of chocolates and the thrill of something new. Jonathan felt a rush of warmth, his heart racing as h

His eyes bored into mine and I returned the stare, my heart skipping a beat as we just lay there for the next few seconds, fixating our gaze as if we were both searching for something inside them. ​Please do it and get it over with, Adriana. It’s just a small peck; it doesn’t have to last even a second. ​“This is getting boring...” before he could turn around, I leaned into a kiss, covering my lips perfectly on his. It didn’t even take seconds for him to respond, an arm already wrapping around my neck as he deepened the kiss. Our lips moved in sync and I held back the urge to gag as he licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I denied, earning a growl from him, but that didn’t seem to stop

a smile tugged at my lips, as I read the note. There were two others beside it. "I don't know if I'm running crazy but everything I do seems to bring memories of you back. Is this infatuation, obsession or love?" The second note read. Ok, this was sweet. "My lady, will you grant me the honor of having dinner with me? Just you and me, in the confines of my room, sharing smiles and warm kisses?" I covered my mouth to stop myself from laughing. It felt as though my heart was going to burst open in excitement at any minute.

I opened it with eager hands, my breath catching as I recognized Alpha Alexander’s bold, masculine handwriting. The note was short but resonated deeply: "To the most enchanting woman I've ever known, May these lilies brighten your day and the tamarind candies bring you sweet memories. You deserve all the beauty and joy in the world. —Alex" A mix of emotions flooded through me. Surprise, gratitude, and a touch of warmth spread from my chest. I read the note again, savoring the words. Alexander had gone out of his way to find my favorite things, to bring a smile to my face. Despite everything, he was trying to show he cared, and his gesture was undeniably touching.

Despite that, it's peaceful, the perfect place to kiss Alec for the first time. "I am so ready to kiss you," he murmurs, reaching up to gently hold either side of my face. His fingertips are cold against my skin, an icy breeze sweeping down the valley, pulling strands of stray hair across my face. Alec brushes them away, leaning down slowly. I close my eyes, bracing myself for his lips to press against mine.

It wasn't until I reached into her back pocket and felt the poking edge of a note that she had stiffened. Had she forgotten she put it there, maybe. All that better. "What are you doing?" She asked as I took the note out and stepped back before I ripped it to pieces in front of her face. "I hope you didn't plan on cherishing it as a dear memory, because it is long gone now," I say as I put the broken pieces into my pocket to hopefully burn them later. "But dont worry, I'll replace it with a new one. A note that will be written by the only man who is allowed to send you love notes. ME." Alex was silent as I spoke. Her eyes remain on mine. I waited for some snarky remark of my possessiveness,

With my lips pursed into a frown, I picked it up and read the message scribbled in dark blue ink. "You kissed me, and I didn't mind. Then you threw up all over me, and I had to help your friends bring you to your apartment. Hope you're okay." Jay. My breathing stopped. Jay. I had no recollection of getting his name, or him getting mine. The guy at the bar who I had kissed without asking for his consent. Images of me clutching the collar of his shirt like it could keep me anchored to that reality. I stared at the note again, my stomach doing what could only be described as tight flips if I was being honest.

I wanted to welcome them. "You have thirty minutes," Kallie said as she was done chopping the salad. I nodded my head and turned toward my room hurriedly. I pushed open the door. There was a single red rose lying on the red down. I slowly took steps at it. There was a note beneath it. I grabbed the rose and smelled it. I smiled. I held the note. 'To our New Beginning!' My face went bright red. I read it again and again. I smiled as I hugged it to my chest.

I didn’t want to open it but pressure from the nosy people behind me had me ripping the material out of the way. A Givenchy box was inside and when I opened it, I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one who gasped. “Damn now that’s classy and ooh look there’s a note”, Linet cheered. I grabbed the note, heart beating, pulse chewing its way out of my veins. ----Apologies for the coffee. YOU MIGHT BE A CLICHÉ but purple looks good on you. --K.H He remembered. My favorite colors being purple and pink. “Lemme read that. K.H, well so it’s not Adam umm isn’t that the boss’ initials? Wait a minute are you and him?”

My eyes fluttered up to meet his. "Promise?" It came out a whisper, my voice betraying me at the last minute. I reached up with my own hand and pressed his to my cheek. I wanted to remember the way his touch felt. "Promise," he said. He leaned forward and kissed me. I squeezed my eyes shut, memorizing every detail. I wanted to remember his smell, his taste, and the way his lips felt against mine. I would take it with me until he came home. We broke apart reluctantly, hearing the boys downstairs opening and slamming doors. It was time for them to leave. Dean brushed away a tear I hadn't even realized had escaped and kissed the tip of my nose.