Your first kiss... those words evoke a memory. Good? or Bad? Most first kisses are awkward, trying to figure out where the noses go and just how much pressure. It turns out to become little more than a peck. But a good kisser is a memory that lasts a long time. Here's a scene from Wishin' on the Moon by Ashley Brooke Robbins which shows just how wonderful a kiss can be.... ![]() Holy hell. His fingers run through my hair, and my brain shorts out. This feels right, so damn right, which scares the absolute shit out of me. I’ve been kissed before, but it’s never felt like this. Nothing’s ever felt like this. Stop overthinking! My arms wrap around him of their own accord and at last, I kiss him back. It’s a sweet, exploratory kind of kiss, at first. But it quickly heats up as fire burns through my veins and when he groans, I shove him onto his back. He breaks away, laughing breathlessly then cups my cheek. The pure happiness written on his face actually meets his eyes, the common hint of sorrow nowhere in sight. I lean into his hand, feeling myself trembling, and I soon realize I’m not alone anymore. What’re you doing to me? This shit is supposed to happen in books and in movies…this can’t be reality. But the quivering of his hand reminds me this is happening. “I think I love you,” he whispers and I kiss his palm. “You think?” I joke. “Yeah.” He sighs. “I mean you still infuriate me because you’re exceedingly annoying—” “Oh, shut up.” I plant my mouth back to his and feel his smile against mine, which is one of the best feelings I’ve experienced so far. “I want some onion rings,” I admit when we’re lying side by side once again. “That’s not random.” He loops a strand of my hair around his finger. “I’m about to start my period, and I get weird cravings.” I shrug, playing with our intertwined fingers. “I didn’t need to know that.” He shudders. It makes you want to find out more...right??? My name is Rose, and welcome to the summer break before my senior year. You’d think I’d be a little more excited, sorry to disappoint. My mom thinks I’m in a state of depression. I yell how nuts she is…then begin snot-crying, uncontrollably. So embarrassing. I live on a small island named Luna Bay, in North Carolina. I should be getting excited like the rest of the teenage population to venture off into the enchanting world of endless exams and studying—college. Instead, I spend my days hiding out in my room, living vicariously through the lives of fictional characters. Until my whole world turns upside down when I throw water in an innocent guy’s face. That’s when the headaches start, the blackouts and general craziness, ya know, more so than normal. “Sometimes the worst possible situation turns into something great. Something you’ll never forget…remember that.”—Rose Kaylin. Order Your Copy Now and Enjoy it in Minutes!! |