Last Kiss Book Novels & Stories

He places a soft kiss on my lip. "I love you Alex" I said to him. "Show me how much" He said with a playful smirk as he climbs on top of me. This is gonna be one long night. The End. [Okay this is a shitty ending I know but I couldn't come up with anything better, I just had to end this book already. I know many of you are mad at me and I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting all this while but I'm glad I'm finally ending this book. Don't mind the grammatical errors and pour use of words. I love you all and I'm thankful for all the support you've shown me from the onset of this book.]

It was all so new to me, this intimacy and connection with someone else. "Good morning," I said with a smile, as I continued cooking breakfast for us. "I hope you slept well." "I did, thanks to you," he replied, wrapping his arms around my waist. "Last night was amazing. I can't believe how lucky I am to have you in my life." I leaned into his embrace, feeling a warmth spread through me. Felix drive me home, and I'm sure Isla was waiting for me already. I slowly went to my room but as soon as I closed the door, Isla was there waiting for me.

Up until she had arrived at the Galla party, even her encounter with the newscasters, unknown to her, he couldn't help but follow her around just to catch a glimpse of her face. He was greatly disheartened when he saw the look she gave him. The look was filled with hatred and pain, and even her words felt like a thousand swords and arrows were piercing his heart. Tugging and pulling at his heart till nothing was left of it. He longed to be with his Elle again, to see and hear her beautiful laugh. But did he have a chance after so many years? Ethan thought to himself as he stood at his favorite place where he gazed into the dark city with a glass of wine in his hand. He sighed and drank the r

I could almost feel his hands on me, even though he wasn’t there. “Fuck me in front of your enemies.” ‘Make me come without touching me.’ Prove you own me with nothing but your voice. “Tell me a secret no one knows’ then make me regret knowing it. The list went on,horny, reckless, romantic, twisted. By the time I was done, I had a pile of torn pages all over the floor. I bent down to pick them up. That’s when my wristwatch started beeping. A call. Madam Santos.

I wrapped my legs around his waist while he supported me so we wouldn't fall. His kisses went down to my neck. I look up to catch my breath. He touched his lips to my neck as only moans came out of my mouth. We started because of lust. We all know that I'm not his first love. But I am the present and I intend to be his last. His last love. If I'm going to give a title to our story, I think I know what it is. I'm going to name it The Lust Love.

He whispers and kisses me… THE END

A pot of water actually boiling on the stove without setting off the smoke alarm, which felt like its own milestone. He read the last page. Set it down. Looked at me. “You made us immortal.” The tears came. The clean, quiet kind that happens when the war is officially over and the floor held. He stepped into my space. His thumb tracing the moisture on my cheekbone. His mouth replacing it – kissing my eyelids, both, slow, with a tenderness that had nothing to do with crisis. Just the wanting. That night I stood in front of the bookcase. The manuscript in its white box. His marked-up Gatsby on the top shelf – the margins crammed with love letters disguised as literary analysis. A space beside

"Please." Finn places his giant hand over mine, grinning at me like a fool. "Forgetting you would be impossible, little wolf." I cry louder, unable to stop the tears, and Finn leans his head down to claim my lips. And I swear by God it's the last kiss of my life, for I will never love another man like Finn. This kiss is our goodbye, and I close my eyes, feeling the warmth of his breath until he is no longer there. When I open my eyes, I wake up inside my room at home, drenched in a cold sweat. Years have passed in the blink of an eye—I know it, yet I can still taste Finn on my tongue.

Heartbeats fast Colours and promises How to be brave How can I love when I'm afraid to fall But watching you stand alone All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow He intertwined our fingers and went straight into the middle section My body was shivering; all eyes were upon us One step closer "You are the most beautiful girl in my life, Amanda Parker, " I have died every day, waiting for you Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years I'll love you for a thousand more And then we started kissing each other forgetting everything on this earth. THE END ---:::&&:--&---&----------------------------------------- The last and longest chapter of the book. I hope you guys find ou

The kiss was slow, deep, and tasted of a thousand promises kept. "I love you," he murmured against my lips. "In every lifetime, in every version of our story, it’s always been you." I pulled him closer, weaving my fingers into his hair. "And it’s always been us," I replied. "Finally, Angelo. It’s finally us." *********** To my incredible readers, We have finally reached the end of this book, and what a journey it has been! I want to take a moment to express my deepest gratitude to every one of you who has supported this book from the very first page.