Warren Kissing Booth Novels & Stories

Jake extended his hand, followed by Keith. “It’s nice to meet you all,” Warren said as he finally broke the staring game with Brian. Warren smirked at them. His expression was calm, yet something off about it. “You may take your seat now, Emily,” Suddenly, Warren held Emily’s hand again as he spoke to her nicely. As they witnessed this, everybody was stunned. Emily was also taken aback. Brian's eyes were killers looking at Warren’s hand holding her hand. Jake, Blake, and Keith were quickly alerted, but then Brian suddenly released a smile and put his arm around Emily’s shoulder. “Okay, don’t forget, I’ll see you later after your party.” He looked at Emily and winked charmingly.

Warren was looking like somebody who was in a deep predicament. ''What's up man, you look terrible?'' I said to him. ''Uh...i...i..I'm okay man it's just that I had enough yesterday you know'' he said trying to fake a smile. I smiled at him and said ''Oh yeah I see.'' Although I knew deep down he was concealing something and I made a parole to myself whatever it was he was hiding he's going to enunciate it to me. I've known him for over two decades so I was able to tell whichever state he was in. His phone rang and disturbed my thoughts, he got to his feet and started walking trying to excuse himself. Everyone on the table was busy enjoying themselves I guessed, cause the only thing I could

“That doesn’t make me feel better.” “It should,” she said. “Because now the story makes sense.” There again… “story”. I’m really starting to dislike that word. Like my life had somehow turned into something people could pick apart and explain like it belonged to them. I ended the call after a bit and lowered my phone slowly, then looked at Damon. “Well,” I said, “I guess this just got more complicated.” “If anything,” he said, “it got easier.” I frowned. “Easier?” “You have a reason now,” he replied. “People won’t question the kiss as much.”

“Oh, and I should add that the booth has to be secluded. People should be able to feel the mystery of it all, speculating if he did kiss anyone or not… if there are no cameras in there, it’s perfect.” They all echoed their agreement, nodding like fucking lizards to her. The slacks of my pants still felt wet with the stain of coffee all over them. I leaned back in my chair, watching as they picked out colors and discussed how to put out the news. I stared at her through narrowed eyes, pushing my glasses up. She was beautiful…and I hated that I could fucking think that way. Anyone dating a guy like Lucas couldn’t, should not be beautiful.

“What was what?” “You two,” Hayden said, stepping toward us, his eyes narrowed with warning. “What was that look you shared? Are you two dating? I didn’t even know you knew each other.” He zipped a glare to Brick. “Are they dating?” Brick snorted. “No.” Hayden’s eyes grew big and worried. “Holy shit. They are?” “No.” Brick frowned. “I just told you they weren’t.”

The Lizzy he knew was very good at kissing, and they would have a hot kiss. "Kiss me back," asked Asher. Cerise's heart raced. All the blood seemed to run under her feet. She covered her eyes as Asher sucked her lower lip and sucked her tongue. It was disgusting at first, but Cerise tried to move. She took turns sucking Asher's tongue. The man smiled. Even though she was amateur and stiff, Asher felt like he was reunited with Lizzy. Asher pushed Lizzy's body against the wall and squeezed the girl's hair, and it was like he was teaching Lizzy how to kiss.

I take a deep breath when I hear him walking to the door, and I lift my chin, hiding my insecurity that he may not like what he sees when he walks in. When he does, his eyes go straight to the bed, where he must think I’m laying down. When they find me, my fears fall away. His brownish-green eyes turn nearly black in an instant. I don’t even have a moment to say hello before his mouth is on mine and my back is on the bed, my mate over top of me. I open myself, letting Warren in as his mouth devours mine in a hungry, desperate kiss. I begin pulling his shirt over his head, needing to feel his skin against mine. He only pulls away from my mouth long enough to pull the shirt off before he’s dev

I wondered just how walk-of-shame-y I looked wearing a wet dress and missing my left shoe. “Good morning,” I replied cheerfully. I pulled away from Aiden's door and began to hurry back toward my own. “Did you just come out of Mr. Hayes' suite?” She looked pointedly at my wet dress and I blushed hot enough steam should have come off the fabric. “Mr. Hayes? No, no.” I shook my head. At least I wasn't sleeping with the billionaire. I'm sure that was a conflict of interest somewhere. “That's where his assistant, Aiden, is staying today.”

But then,a rare,quiet smile appeared,nothing flashy,just honest. “I’m fucking all yours,”he said,barely above a whisper. That made me smile,genuinely.Maybe for the first time in days.I wasn’t smiling because I felt warm, I was smiling because he makes this mission too easy. “Falling for me already, Mr Volkov?” “Pray against that, it never ends well.” He chuckled but nothing about that felt funny.I leaned in and pressed mylips to his. The kiss was hot,slow,and dangerous.His hand gripped my jaw,tiltiing my face up as he deepened it,tongues clashing,breaths tangled.He kissed me like he needed it too breathe.

It seemed like she was waiting for something or someone. Ace Denzell came up from behind and blew into her ear, causing two or three strands of her hair to touch her cheeks. "Hey Wolfie," he said, then kissed the tip of her earlobe. But she angrily pushed him away in response. He looked at his lover with a hurt expression. When he asked her what happened, she quickly took out her knife and put it on his throat.