Plant A Kiss Book Novels & Stories

I don't even let him ask what's happening, I simply grab his face and pull him down to plant a real kiss on him. It's not our first kiss, but it definitely feels like the start of something great. ✨ THE END ✨ ************* Thank you so much for reading my book. I really hope you enjoyed this unique universe and all the characters <3 Check out my profile for more books :}

That's the only thing I could respond to her because I don't have a damn single idea about what the book is about, but then again, it was about love. Love. . . "Shoot! Iris! My group mates are looking for me. I need to head back! I'll just see you tomorrow! I'm gonna watch your game!" She hugged and gave me a smooch on my cheek before she ran away leaving me in awe. I was too occupied even when I got home from work. The book can't get out of my mind. I don't like reading, but it made me search the plot on the internet. And guess what, it was really about Gabby and Travis wherein they eventually develop feelings with each other, get married, and have two kids. And then she got into an acciden

“You sure? I could be a very different person than the one you think you know. How do you know that I'm not a terrible person?” “Because of this.” I leaned down and kissed him. His lips were soft and tender, and full of desire. There was strength and sweetness. It was all about emotion and the gut reaction his kiss gave me every time. I didn't care if this was a fling or real. Everything a girl could ever want in a kiss was in his lips. “When you kiss me, I know all I need to.”

Her breath caught, and she turned her head slightly to meet his lips with her own. The kiss started out tender, slow, almost like they were testing the waters. But then, something shifted. A spark ignited between them, and the kiss deepened. Daniel’s hand slid to the back of her neck, pulling her closer, as if he couldn’t get enough of her. Tasha responded eagerly, her hands finding their way to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart under her fingertips. The rhythm of their kiss grew more insistent, more urgent.

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

Marigold replied with a sarcastic laughing emoji, followed by a stack of documents—Chester's years of bank transfers, the insurance policies he purchased, and a record of Florence transferring 300,000 dollars to the truck driver's wife under the guise of personal compensation. Marigold was the friend who had worked at a bank. These underhanded dealings didn't escape her scrutiny. The truth quickly hit me like a bucket of ice water. Marigold said to me, "Ivy, I've been waiting for you. If a man breaks your heart, come back to me. Let's spend our lives together." We had known each other for over two decades, and she often joked like that. Back then, I would laugh along and tease her, saying, "

“Do you always get distracted by people instead of the books… Alice?” “I suppose it depends on the person…” I admitted, breath catching as I stared at her mouth. “Some are impossible to ignore… especially when they’re dripping for it.” She smiled, slow and filthy, and closed the last inch between us. Her lips brushed mine in a teasing, open-mouthed kiss… just enough tongue to make me moan softly into her. “And you?” she asked, voice husky and wrecked already. “Do you find some people impossible to resist… even if it means getting fucked in the library?”

Seconds were ticking, and the time was going but I was frozen. "Can you… can you close your eyes, please?" I asked desperately as his eyes seemed to burn into my soul. Luckily, he simply raised a questioning brow before closing his eyes, and I did what I never thought I'd do in a thousand years. I moved the closest I'd ever got to Kaden and planted the very first kiss. When I realized it wasn't hard kissing him with his eyes closed, I pushed him down and I could see the shock that raced through his expression although he didn't open his eyes.

"Here's your basket sir." ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ During the entire ride, I held onto her hand and I would occasionally give it a kiss. We set up in a secluded area and sat. We would feed each other and I would lean in to kiss the smears near her mouth. She shocked me when she got onto my lap facing me and lowered her mouth to mine for a kiss. "Cole, thank you for showing me another side of you. I should say I like this version better." "I told you that I wanted to make this work between us. I meant it."

Isla replied, her voice barely a whisper but filled with the depth of her feelings. Isla closed her eyes, feeling her heartbeat quicken as she moved even closer to Vincent, her lips lingering just a breath away from his. In that moment, everything around them seemed to fade into the background—the rustling of the trees, the distant sounds of the world beyond the treehouse, all disappeared as if the universe had quieted just for them. With one small movement, their lips met again, and this time it wasn’t just a kiss.