Stranger Things Snowball Kiss Novels & Stories

"Yeah, it was a game—chain kisses, you know?" Nick explained. "I kissed someone who kissed Jenna, then she kissed me." Noah tilted her head, curious. "Who was the 'someone'?" Nick hesitated, his face betraying the embarrassment he still felt. "Her hamster." "No..." Noah's eyes widened in disbelief, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Yes," he replied, his voice flat. "That's awful," Noah said, laughing.

Our eyes turned golden and she didn't hesitate to come up and sniff me. “I like the way you smell,” her wolf said and my wolf didn't hesitate to move me. “I love the way you smell,” he said and he didn't hesitate to bite her on the neck. I felt great pleasure when she bit my neck and that made us gasp loudly. Then Snow knocked me to the floor and we started laughing loudly. I didn't realize at what point we melted into an embrace, but I felt the connection of our bond strongly and by the time I had any sense, we were kissing like death row inmates kiss.

Without warning, he leaned forward to kiss her, and sparks flew as their lips met. "What the fucking hell is this?" Blaze's enraged voice resonated as he witnessed the passionate kiss between the asshole in his house and Snow. "You are going to die for touching what's mine, asshole!"

She pushed the lamb around with her fork, barely tasting the one bite she forced down. Dante ate with precise, unhurried movements. The rhythm of his knife slicing through meat, the deliberate clink of his fork against porcelain, was maddeningly calm. It was as though nothing in the world could disturb him. Finally, his voice broke the silence. “Do you know why I demanded that kiss from you?” Her fork froze midway to her mouth. She set it down carefully, her throat tightening. “Because you enjoy controlling people?” A chuckle rumbled low in his chest. “Control is useful, yes. But a kiss…” He leaned back, his eyes glinting. “A kiss doesn’t lie. Your lips tell me more than your words ever will

The chalice goes from Charlie, to me, to Devin, and then to Xander, each of us taking a sip of its contents. Lucille turns around to the pack. “I give you Beta Brandon Snow!” The sounds of the pack’s deafening response explodes. Zak grabs me, pulling me into a kiss. Charlie kisses me after and Devin and Xander both pull me into a hug. I feel...complete.

She knew it perfectly well. The snowflake took her hand and caressed it until she saw it return to normal. It was so real, she never thought such a thing, used to make others laugh, could be true. Without further hesitation, she apologized for subjecting her to that, brought the brunette's hand to his lips, and kissed it slowly.

I lied and it seemed to be working because she wiped her face and her eyes glimmered with delight. "What's a butterfly kiss?" She questioned, sniffling with a cute button nose. "It's-" "Snow?" Cole's voice cut me short and the kid craned her neck to look over my head. "Daddy!" She screamed and dashed off to him. Okay, that was my cue to run. Immediately, I stood and ran in the direction she had pointed earlier without looking back. **** It had been two weeks since the incident and I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that I fucked a stranger.

Sitting beside him and continue with his shivers. "I hate you". "I love you". Trent kisses Jack on the lips and Jack couldn't help but smile into the kiss mumbling a 'I love you too.' $$$$$$ Aiden stood by the window,watching Trent and Jack playing and kissing in the snow . A smile on his face,forgetting that he had a cake baking in the oven.He jump a little when Kade's arms wrap around him and a soft kiss was place on his neck. "What time are we suppose to be over at Brian's?".

And then Keira realized—the snow was falling on her too. “Hay...” Keira started to call his name, but before she could finish, his lips were on hers. Cool, soft, and tinged with the crispness of snow. They’d kissed countless times before, but this one felt different. Tonight, their kiss carried the taste of winter’s first snow.

She looks back deep into his eyes, and then both of them move closer, before he puts his hand on her face, cupping her jaw, stroking her cheek with his free hand, gently and softly he brings his lips to hers in a sweet kiss. As they break apart, their foreheads touch, and they both smile, looking at each other, wrapped up in their own little world as the snow falls around them. Brock comes to the realisation as they both start to go cold. “We’d better be getting back, or Mom will send out a search party.”