The Kissing Booth Book 1 Novels & Stories

Melanie mirrored my actions, pulling out her phone. Awkwardly, we came to stand even closer to each other. As our tights were pressed, I could feel her warmth reaching my skin through our clothes. My heart was pounding in my chest faster than the beat of the song we were listening to. It wasn’t my first kiss, but it was my first with the same sex. Biting my lower lip, I checked her perfect face. She was wanted by many, but I was going to get a kiss from her tonight.

The air around us seems charged with electricity and I begin to think, will he kiss me here, in front of everyone? “What is going on here?” I hear Ms. Azizen thunder as she marches into the room in a very un-ballerina-like manner. Our adoring audience scuffles into position but Adam holds my hand and raises it to his lips. Before I can let out a yelp of protest, he presses his lips to the back of my hand and staring deep into my eyes, he says, “You humble me, Gigi.” I open my mouth and close it again. I am giddy with euphoria and dizzy with love for this endearing boy standing in front of me. I wonder what he sees when he looks at me.

“Thanks, but no thanks. I prefer the smell of fresh air lately. Could you free up your schedule for my birthday? I have some activities in mind, and I want you to join me.” He nodded, his voice full of affection. “Of course. Whatever you say, darling.” That night, I tossed and turned in bed. Victor’s arm was tightly wrapped around me. When I carefully tried to break free, something fell from his pocket and rolled onto the carpet. I picked it up. It was a lipstick. It had a black shell with embossed gold edges, and it was a bright red that I was very familiar with. It was Summer’s favorite color. Countless people had asked her where she bought that color, but she just smiled and said it was h

Stanley stepped into the opulent pack house, his boots sinking softly into the familiar plush carpet. The air smelled the same—pine, old wood, and faint cologne. The memories hit him like a wave, uninvited and relentless. His first kiss. His first time. Right here, between these walls. Every hallway whispered a memory he didn’t ask to remember. "You finally came back." A voice, strong and sharp, sliced through the silence.

Shit. We immediately jumped from our seats and scattered through the library searching for references. While searching through one of the farthest shelves, someone suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled me backward against the bookshelf. My breath caught when I looked up and saw Crow’s icy blue eyes staring down at me. “Hi,” I whispered nervously, relieved nobody else seemed to be nearby. Instead of answering, Crow leaned down and captured my lips. The kiss was immediate and hungry. He slipped his tongue past my lips, silently asking for permission, and I let him in without hesitation.

His eyes stayed on hers as he leaned over her, slowly kissing his way from her throat to the hollow between her breasts, making her breath catch on every drag of his tongue. The bond pulsed harder now, electric between their bodies. Her magic responded to it, rising under her skin like a tide. When he took one nipple into his mouth, her back arched with a cry. The sharp flick of his tongue, followed by the soft scrape of teeth, had her hips grinding up into him instinctively. He growled, low and deep, kissing her on the way down and settled between her thighs, dragging his lips down her stomach. “Ronan” Her voice broke on his name.

I shook my head while fidgeting nervously with my fingers, "No, he didn't." She forcefully pulled out a chair, slammed the small white bottle onto the table, and then produced a pair of handcuffs. With a sharp click, she fastened them around my wrists.

CHAPTER 30: The Snake Inside Vincenzo’s Pov I just stood there after the kiss. It was so stupid. I kissed her in that dark hallway. I shouldn't have done that. I'm the Don, i don’t just kiss people whenever I feel like it. I’m the boss of everything but she was right there, and she looked so mad at me for showing her off at the party. I liked that she was mad. She didn’t look scared at all. She just looked angry. I pulled away and left fast before I did anything else totally dumb.

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

he says in a husky voice that makes me shiver. He pulls me back into his arms, I try to resist, but his hot breath and soft mouth are so tempting and seductive that all my fortresses collapse. Once again I become involved in the kiss, the touch of his hands on my face and waist, is so enveloping that I can't move a muscle. His tongue meets mine and reason escapes my thoughts. He presses me closer to himself. I feel his bulk push against my navel, it makes a flash of reason pass through my mind. I extend both hands over his strong chest and push him, though I stumble over my own feet and hear his protesting voice, I run to the women's toilet.