Stranger Things Snowball Kiss Novels & Stories

the words blurted out of my mouth before I could even think about it. “Hmmmm, I love her already,” one of the girls said, and I saw Lana cast a disappointed look at me. The boy smiled as he pushed his head closer to me. “I’m going to be easy with you, new girl. Kiss the most attractive boy you can see outside the house.” “Kiss?” “Yes, honey, just a kiss, or you can as well drop the 100 dollar bill. You know the rules.” My mind went blank in a second, and I knew I was in a deep mess. My first kiss couldn’t be with a fucking stranger, and I didn’t have the money to spare.

“I…don’t understand…what happened? Has the event happened already?” “No, it hasn’t....and it doesn’t even have to anymore.” Maria giggles beside me. “I….dont…” “I understand, child.” She turns to Maria. “Please, show her.” Maria pulls me to a television, and I nearly fall in my steps. My face, along with Adonis’s, is plastered all over it on the news, but that isn’t what makes me stop; it’s the headlines and the playing video… On the screen is the video of Adonis and me from earlier; our kiss is all over the news, the way it happened, the way he held onto me, the angry clash of our lips, and the words.

For a moment, I could only look at him — the man who’d once been a stranger on a snowy slope, who’d turned into the most maddening, magnetic constant of my life. “Okay.” Jake froze. “Okay?” “Yes,” I whispered, smiling through the rush of nerves. “Let’s do it.” He exhaled, a sound that was half a laugh, half a prayer. And then he kissed me . The storm outside howled against the windows, but inside, it was all warmth and skin and certainty. The world could wait. The world could burn. This was ours. Henry looked like he hadn’t decided whether to cry, laugh, or flee the country.

He winks at both of us, and I'm still considering killing him. Chloe throws her bouquet at him. “Knock it off, Gabe.” They always did have the cutest sibling rivalry. Leo takes the small box and takes out a ring. His hands are steady as he takes his grandmother's ring out and slides it along my finger. I love how it fits on my hand, like it was always meant to be there. Leo grins and starts to lean forward, ready to kiss me. “Hold on,” the pastor says, putting his hand on Leo's shoulder and stopping him from kissing me. “Only one kiss per customer.”

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

Otherwise i have to listen to many questions i don’t even know the answer of. “Shut up, you freaking like someone?” She asks again. I nod my head. “Oh my gosh I think I know who it is!” she says excitedly. “Its Toby isn’t it.?” “Toby Arnold, the guy who ate chalk in 6th grade.. The guy who licks his fingers when no one is looking. The one who confessed he liked me in front of my class by standing on the teachers table saying ‘I like ju Shummer’ Because he has huge braces on?” I ask. She nods.”No! shit, hes gross as hell. Even grosser than me.”

Surrounded by the crowd's excitement, Xander blushed and reluctantly bit down on one end of the cookie. The butter cookie was so fragile that it quickly teetered on the verge of breaking. To keep it from falling, Xander and Natasha had no choice but to inch closer. The crowd grew louder, chanting, "Kiss! Kiss!" Finally, their lips brushed against each other. With a sharp crack, the cookie shattered and fell to the floor. Xander's earlobes quickly turned red, and he lowered his gaze, his lashes trembling. It was obvious he felt something for Natasha.

Nothing to do with what humans offer their girlfriends. I turned my eyes back to his, and I saw he was agitated, afraid I was going to say no. “What are you waiting for, big idiot? Say yes." - Snow shouts excitedly. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. In a second, all the kisses we've exchanged, all the love we've made, materialize in my head. The love that I have for him finally breaks the fears and doubts that consumed my soul, and shaking my head like a child, and with tears streaming down my face, I hugged my belly and gave him my answer:

he purred, pulling me close. Without another word, Nathan and I pressed our cold lips to one another. The sound of our friends’ laughter echoed in the quiet snow, and in that moment, I knew that there was one more. Someone who we couldn’t see, but who was watching, laughing, with a snowball in his own hand. It was Alvin, and I was sure that he had sent the snow tonight as a gift from beyond.

I laugh, the snowballs still pelting him; he straddles me, grabs my hands, and forces them to each side of my head. “Stop!” He shouts; the snowballs above his head freeze as I stop laughing. He stares down at me; my heartbeat slows as he stares into my eyes. We are locked in a trance, just looking through each other; he leans in; oh my god, he’s going to kiss me, not to stop me from screaming or because I wanted to heal him but a real kiss. My breathing slows as his face inches closer; slowly, his lips graze mine, sending heat throughout my body.