Midnight Kisses Novels & Stories

Said the chauffeur. “You can help me with that if you don’t mind”. I slipped on my glasses. The chauffeur turned on the stereo, and then came a gentle blast of ‘Hello’, by Adele, filling up the silence in the car, and, I loved that calm motherly voice with which Adele dealt some justice to the pretty instrumentals. I rested my head against the seat’s headrest, and shot a smile at a signpost which read; ‘welcome to Guts Island’, But then came a flash of my ex-husband’s face on the fourth night of the previous month, drunk and scary, yelling and lowering towards my panicked face, making me sit up and gasp for air.

She asked. “No,” he answered. “So if i kissed you now, i’d be your first kiss?” she asked and Dante looked away, heavily embarrassed. “Stop teasing me, your highness,” he whined and she got off his lap with a smirk. “Who said I'm teasing? What if I really want to kiss you?”

My fantasy had become reality, and I'm sure it's a storm neither of us will ever forget. We grabbed an ice cream. We went back home. He was feeling cold so I wrapped him in a blanket and He was pulling me closer "This was the wildest night I ever had. I didn't know you could be like that." "Shut Up now. You are not feeling well. Sleep now." I was trying to hide my shyness..he kissed my forehead. "You are awesome you know that. Right??" "Yeah."

“Because I don't want to wait anymore. I'm done waiting. I needed to kiss you, at least once.” “Just once?” My heart stalled a little. I wanted to kiss him far more than just once. Billions of kisses wouldn't be enough. “At least once,” he clarified, bending his head to mine again. “But I'm not sure that even a million would satisfy me now.” “Ms. Page!” An urgent cry came as the door opened and interrupted my perfect night. Standing in the doorway was the party coordinator, looking incredibly flustered. Her hair was mussed and her cheeks red.

It felt like it was still daytime with all the people still rushing about, but my watch said it was just past one in the morning. "I need to get you home before your sister kills me," Robbie said as he saw me looking at my watch. "She's going to think I'm a bad influence or something for keeping you out so late." I put my hands on his chest, feeling the warmth of his body through the dark green dress shirt. He reached out and pulled me in to him, one hand behind my neck and the other on my waist. Our lips connected, sweeter than honey, and I melted into him. His kiss was gentle at first but also filled with hunger. Every fiber in my being ached to be with him, to have more than just this kis

He tastes like heaven. There is a party at the resort where more friends and family are waiting. They can continue to wait. For this moment, I am with the love of my life, and we are celebrating what we have. It took us a long time to finally get it right, but now, the world is ours. Our businesses run together. Our hearts run together. Our worlds are now one. The wind dances around us, gentle and soft. This kiss is so very different than our hurricane kisses, but yet the same. Love has tempered the storm and made it so that things are now bright and sunny. We are kissing in the sunshine, but thankful for our hurricane kisses.

She smiles up at me, soft and wicked all at once, her eyes reduced into crescent moons, and my heart does something ridiculous—it skips, then slams against my ribs harder and faster than it has in years. “Shawn…” her voice, low and husky, calls me. “You’re thinking too loud.” I let out a rough laugh, bracing one hand beside her head as I lean down. “Can’t help it. You’re under me looking like this. My wolf’s about to tear out of my skin if I don’t touch you.” “Then touch me. I’m not going anywhere.” she says, her smile widening. That's all the permission I need. Lowering my face to hers, I capture her mouth again in a deep kiss, tasting the sweetness of her lips and the faint salt of anticip

“The kiss.” “Yes.” His gaze locked onto hers, unreadable. “Your goodnight kiss.” Her breath caught, fury and fear warring inside her. “You’re insane.” “Perhaps.” He leaned closer, so close she could feel his breath against her skin. “But you agreed.” Her heart pounded violently, yet she refused to let him see her crumble. Slowly, with trembling defiance, she rose on her toes and pressed the lightest, quickest kiss to his cheek. Barely a brush.

Midnight gray, and soft as sin, with a stitched silver wolf emblem on the back. “Jay...” His voice dipped. “It’s not a big deal,” I said quickly, shrugging like I wasn’t nervous. “You got hundreds for me, this is small…” He grabbed my chin and kissed me, cutting me off. One hand curled gently under my chin with gentle dominance, tilting my face up, the other slid behind my neck, his fingers threading through my hair as he pulled me forward. His lips pressed into mine like a silent command. My breath hitched, and my body responded instantly, my heart thundering, as my fingers fisted into the front of his shirt. I melted into him without hesitation, chasing the heat of his mouth.

Ava’s text back to me is relatively the same as what I’ve just said. “Oh, great, and Ava can’t pick either!” “Well, what do you think your New Year’s kiss will like you in?” “What kiss?” I deadpan. “Who says I’m kissing someone at midnight? And since when is that a mandatory thing?”