Stranger Things Snowball Kiss Novels & Stories

Svetlana sighed and nudged her forward to do something obnoxiously unruly, uncultured to prove her loyalty to their classy savage club. Sandra and hesitated in picking up a meatball with her hand and dipped it in sauce taking a reluctant little bite of it which hardly qualified as a bite. Svetlana gave her a thumbs up and took the meatball from her hand and devoured it all, giving her a wink. Sandra jaw dropped. Did...did she just take her first indirect kiss?! Did a WOMAN take her first-ever indirect kiss?! Lana knew she would have a lot of work to do with this rookie by her reaction, she looked like she had just seen anaconda dining with her.

"I never will, Benedict." He leaned down, taking her lips in a soft, lingering kiss. Their world melted away, leaving only them—their love, their unspoken vows, their forever. But just as the moment deepened, the balcony door burst open. “Ewww!” They pulled apart to find Saben standing there, nose scrunched in exaggerated disgust. “Do grown-ups have to kiss all the time?” Sabrina chuckled, wiping a tear from her cheek. “You’ll understand when you’re older, sweetheart.”

Snow answered with a flushed face. “Wait. How much for one kiss?” Susan thought she had misheard what Snow said. “He gave me ten million dollars for one kiss. After kissing me three times, he gave me fifty million dollars.” Snow’s face turned even redder, but she had to help Kiran because she hated her materialistic aunt. Harold was so shocked that he felt faint. When he looked at Kiran, his gaze was full of puzzlement. How did he get that kind of money? He had not said anything to test Kiran, but Kiran bought Snow’s kisses with fifty million dollars? How generous.

"I know, and I'm going to miss you more, Snowy. But I'll be quick and come back on time, okay?" I nodded, pouting.​ He smirked. "Or... do you want a quickie before I go?"​ I slapped his chest playfully. "Nooo."​ He laughed, capturing my lips in a deep, lingering kiss that left me breathless. Setting me down gently, he kissed my hair and, with super speed, vanished into the forest.​ Alone, I took a deep breath, preparing myself emotionally for the upcoming reunion with the pack. A smirk played on my lips as I finally acknowledged it… I was ready.

I replied as I stroked Snow’s head between his ears. He surprised me by showing far more affection than one might expect from a creature of the wild. “Did he just kiss your face?” Kenzie asked with surprise. When I nodded and wiped at the saliva that he’d left behind, she said, “That’s so unusual.” “Why?” I asked. “Dogs do it all of the time.” “Dogs are domesticated,” she reminded me. “Snow is not. Oscar told me that Noah takes great pains to make sure of that. If that wolf is kissing you, it means something. I just don’t know what.”

Maybe because I’m embarrassed that she’ll find out that I’m as soft as a teddy bear. But my body craves for her, yearns for her lips. So, even before she could yield a step, I grabbed her arm, landing her face on my warm, bare chest. She hoisted her head and her forest-green eyes met my cerulean ones. The Snow Moon of February 29th is the only witness as my lips crushed into her mouth—savoring her taste. I’ve been longing for her warm, kissable lips that I feasted on this same night a year ago.

The picture then started fogging up with mixes of gray and black, having him cough even more hard he whipped a fan out blowing it away, he sat back down coughing a couple more putting the pipe straight in. “What is— the password?” He took out the pipe saying it slow and steady, extending the “s” in password looked down at Snow continuing knitting the sweater. “Strange Magic is a Dark Art.” Snow spoke loud and proud, putting her hands together she smiled waiting for him to take action. He rolled his eyes opening the frame, she pushed the picture to the side struggling to get to open. Zander gripped the frail frame and helped pull out the door for us all to go inside.

I broke the kiss forcefully and Vincent let out a gasp, leaning in almost instantly. I backed away a little before raising a brow at him, a smile tugging on my lips again. “Yeah, sure,” he whispered quickly, his eyes flickering onto my lips, and I was about to lean in when I noticed Draven walking inside the ballroom, his eyes searching everywhere frantically before they finally landed on my very own, making him come to a sudden freeze. I could barely see his face right about now and I squinted a little before returning my gaze back to Vincent, who was now biting his lip, his eyes not leaving my lips for even a second.

​"Oh, it's definitely now. Girl, you are famous. Do you have any idea what you just did?" ​"Yeah. I kissed a complete stranger." ​"Not a stranger! The hockey captain! And you did it in front of everyone!" ​"What have I done?" I said, pulling my hair back with my fingers. ​"You kissed Ryan, Ava. And he kissed you back. But not just that, he took your number. That's not just a mistake. He definitely likes you.”

she whispered, breath warm against his mouth, then pulled him into a fierce kiss. Winter devoured her hungrily, a growl vibrating in his chest as Astrid stirred within, primal and insistent, urging him to claim her fully. His cock pulsed with need. His hands gripped her waist fiercely, then slid lower to grip her buttocks, angling her perfectly for him. But Scarlett’s hand darted down, wrapping around his shaft, holding him back from her entrance, denying him even as the kiss deepened.