Kissing The World Goodbye Novels & Stories

A cold, mechanical voice suddenly rang out. [Do you want to leave this world?] "Yes." My mom held me tightly. In my dad's horrified stare, she jumped. He lunged forward like a madman, but his hands grabbed nothing but air. My mom's voice was ice cold. "David, goodbye forever." The next second, our bodies were wrapped in a soft glow and disappeared completely before his eyes.

It was a timeless pause, as if the world held its breath, acknowledging the significance of this juncture in our journey. And then, almost as if the universe itself willed it, a gentle shift in the air occurred. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, Gab leaned down, his lips drawing closer to mine. Time seemed to stand still, the world fading away until there was only the touch of his breath against my skin and the sweet anticipation of his kiss.

Once the tears had faded and I had calmed down I felt a different tension building inside; one that only Levi could make better. Moving my head against his chest, my lips found the open area at his collar and left a kiss on his bare skin. I placed another over his Adam's apple and the underside of his chin. I strung a line of kisses along his strong jaw to his ear, whispering, "Make love to me. Make the world disappear if only for a little while, Levi."

Jason, you may kiss the bride. Excitement boomed over the crowd, strident timbre of the voice, a cacophony of applause and cheering, whooping, hollering, and clapping. He leans in, so my foreheads rest against his. We closed our eyes and his lips brush mine. He kissed me and the world fell away. It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words would never be. His hand rested below my ear, his thumb caressing my cheek as our breaths mingled.

"Daddy, please! Get in the pod!" Hearing the name one last time made his chest heave. He leaned into the small capsule, his mouth crashing against mine in a desperate, savage kiss that tasted of salt, rain, and a final, permanent goodbye. He bit my lower lip just hard enough to draw a drop of blood, marking me one last time.

he said quietly, “we figure us out. No more war. No more games. Just truth. Whatever that means.” I didn’t answer. I didn’t need to. Instead, I leaned up and kissed him—soft and brief, a promise in the middle of chaos. Because when the world burns, sometimes a kiss is all you have.

I boldly state; not waiting for her answer, I start moving my lips breath by breath closer to hers. The moment our lips touch, the world vanishes in an instant. Her lips are softer than I ever imagined, and she tastes even sweeter than heaven. My lips are firm against hers, but the kiss remains soft, gentle, and slow. We hold it for a few seconds before our lips begin to move in perfect sync. My eyes fall closed, and all I could feel was her. Her warmth, her touch, her being.

And they kissed again, like the world belonged only to them. The End.

And then he's kissing me. He kisses me with tenderness and passion. He kisses me like the world is going to end. And I kiss him back. I get lost in the moment. Lost in the sensation. Until I hear a voice shout, "Bria!" And I come back to earth with a jolt. We are not alone.

"You call something this fancy a meal between friends?" Liam gave me the flowers and answered vaguely, "I haven't been romantically involved for all these years." I blinked at him dumbly. We'd known each other for years. So, I knew what he was implying right after hearing that statement. Sadly… I turned to look at the starry sky beyond the window and slowly shook my head. "I'm sorry. I prefer to fly solo." The city lights seemed to stretch on endlessly, and I knew that my future would shine brighter than the night sky tonight.