Write a story about a first or last kiss.

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“Undefinable Love” by Molly Sickle

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All that time. What a waste. “Please.” The word meant to invoke something that had been lost on her for a long time now, but it instead dribbled off his lip and into the belly of her nonchalance. She tried to feel, actually tried to feel something, anything, but there was nothing. Not even disgust. He knelt before her, as if the very act of his precious knees kissing the ground would stir the air of forgiveness within her. She only stared down at him through her bottom lashes. He begged for anything; a morsel of acknowledgement. Only t...

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“Bitter Pills” by A.L. Gregory

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This story contains the following sensitive subjects, which may be troubling for some readers: Mental ill-health and suicide, physical ill-health including terminal illness and cancer, description of illnesses and medication. George could remember their first kiss. Chaste, and sweet—quietly stolen and secretly kept. The first of many, he was glad of that. Each one held more love than the last, something George always thought was remarkable. He had loved Lucy long before their first kiss; since she had been a young girl in pigtails and he ...

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“Everything” by Michelle Black

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EVERYTHING I stood at the bottom of the staircase, shaking, awaiting the inevitable knock as my mind raced. Running on repeat was the memory of two months prior when Bryan leaned in, kissing me slowly. It was a hot and humid August day in the south, and I could feel beads of sweat forming between my shoulder blades before they slowly snaked down my spine. My husband’s green bags were piled next to his boots on the cement outside the airport. Tears threatened to appear, but I pushed them aside as he stepped back to look me in the eyes. Reachi...

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“A Strangely Perfect Night” by Natalie Fraser

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“I can’t believe I didn’t see you at A-’s party…” was the beginning of one of the most confusing messages that I have ever received. A few days earlier, I didn’t go to a party. I was disappointed, upset for missing my friend’s 30th, irritated that I was sick and went to bed that night, weighed down by the cloud of dissatisfaction that fills up the space of a cancelled plan. In the moments before I fell asleep, I had a little thought and hope that she would notice that I wasn’t there. It was the type of thought that is only ...

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“Seven Deadly Kisses” by Štěpán Kat Cenek

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When Harriet was young and full of hope, she dreamed of meeting a prince on a white horse - a handsome gentleman who would take care of her. She doodled her future in the class and never drew herself as a single girl. Her fantasies were not of wealth, adventure, or ordinary gifts of life. She only dreamed of love.Her belief in love at first sight was her virtue as it was her vice. No boy could get close to her as her taste was distinct. While all her friends were dating and breaking up, only to hook up with someone again, she patiently waite...

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“A Near Miss” by Mara Rouge

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How was it? What? The KISSS, you idiot! We didn’t! You whaaaat? I though you— Naah, we both chickened out. You wouldn’t believe it. His mom found us in the dark, sitting side-by-side. We got nervous, scared, awkward, you know? …uncomfortable, like guilty of something. Oh no! So, what happened? Nothing, just as I told you. We didn’t kiss. May be next time. His mom....did she say anything to you? No, she asked to leave the room. I took my stuff and ran out. Matt also left right away. I think he must have left his mom there, upstairs, in the b...

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“All They Want Is A Bride” by Paola Narváez

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Shoulders back, lift the chin, and don’t forget to smile. Today will go perfectly, I know it will. The guests have almost all arrived, the flowers are beautiful, and the dress fits like a glove. Breathe. Everyone gets nervous before they get married…or so I was told. But these aren’t nerves, they’re just butterflies – one million butterflies sitting in the pit of my stomach. It’s fine, everything is fine. Now, smile. I watch as the reflection of my face splits in two, showcasing a set of perfectly straight teeth, lifting my cheekbones just t...

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“A kiss from Martha” by Marcus Nelson

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Butcher was ninety-eight and on his deathbed, surrounded by machines, a roommate, a horrible view, and a television with nothing on it that he wanted to watch, he lay there, reminiscing about his first kiss. The annual carnival was coming to town, and he had scraped and saved just enough to treat Martha, his soon-to-be wife, to a date. They shared a soda, nibbled on some popcorn and cotton candy, and strolled arm in arm. “Feeling lucky lover boy?” shouted the carny directly towards Butcher. He was, he thought, as he smiled at his b...

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“But I Really Love James Brown” by Heather Kenealy

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The steady beep beep beep beep of the various machines and monitors in this bed bay and the others in the ER have faded into the background. I guess I've gotten used to them, since we've been here for almost seven hours now. You haven't woken up, even when they stuck the IV in your arm, and shifted your broken foot. That foot hasn't healed yet, and the doctor or nurse or whatever he was gave me the, "You might want to consider amputation," speech that Dr. H had given us at your last appointment. I nod and tell him the same thing I have told ...

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“oath” by Lara Deppe

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The screams of the dying were all around him. Kargon struggled to kneel in his weighted armor before the golden statue of the God, Parkath the Bold. Parkath had stood alone against the Descent of Stars and been burned alive by their sulfuric outer shell. As he had died, Parkath had bent his back over the Children of Wisdom as they escaped their enemies. One of those children had been Kargon and the screams of his people were bringing back the memory of Parkath’s torture as he bought their lives with his. If he ever needed the bravery of Park...

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“Pinks And Greens” by Mar Prot-lane

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I used to imagine sitting in a field of pinks and greens. The tops of the flowers cascading down into a valley of nothingness, whilst their stems twirled lightly around in the wind. Bushes would lay further ahead, merging in with the trees beside them. Angel shaped clouds were illuminated by a pastel pink glow of the sun setting in the sky. A field for hopes and dreams forever more. I sit in a classroom full of people I refuse to see. So much noise, yet no sound comes out of their mouths. Only a mute silence.A group of girls to the side of m...

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“They Met In the Queue For Wimbledon” by David Baldwin

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This is an excerpt from Love Thirty, a romantic comedy novel I am working on: They hardly exchanged two words as Amy followed Max around the lake. Max was striding ahead, face up to the heavens, wondering or marvelling at the rich canopy of stars that the lack of light pollution in the park afforded his gaze. Amy was still a bit pissed off. Not only that he had left her belongings in the care of someone else, but also because that someone else was a woman. She realised she had no jurisdiction over him, but she felt, in her bones, that they ...

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“The Pale Blue First Kiss” by Zoe Zarubin

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**This story briefly mentions suicide and physical abuse. Reader discretion is advised.** The first kiss wasn’t anything special. Just a peck. The next day, he left her—changed schools. They find themselves on Sunday mornings thinking about each other. What happened that afternoon. What they could’ve done. What they could’ve been. She finds herself pacing and thinking about the way he spreads Skippy peanut butter on his favorite sandwich, or the way his eyes glitter when the sun sets, or the way his nose twitches when he’s ...

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“The Last Kiss” by Mariah Jackson

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It was love at first swipe. Every kiss felt like magic. His touch brought me peace and his words made me feel secure. We’d only known each other a short time but I really thought he just might be the one. I found myself doing things for him that I don’t normally do like cooking him meals and washing his clothes. I’d grown content with my loneliness but when I met him I’d changed my mind. However, he changed my heart just as quickly as he broke it. I’d just moved to Texas from Florida. I was living alone at the time and didn’t really kno...

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“One Last Kiss for Caroline” by David Moyer

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I don’t recognize the room in which I find myself. And I’m not sure how I got here, either. As I open my eyes, it is immediately clear to me that I am not in my own cozy bed with my high thread-count sheets, not in my nice house, and my dog is not sleeping across my lap. Something nearby is chirping quietly. Something else is hissing at regular intervals. But neither of them sounds like my espresso machine or microwave. There is a distinct odor, but it is not my wife’s preferred potpourri. It smells faintly...

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Write a story about a first or last kiss.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 108 stories

“Undefinable Love” by Molly Sickle

“Bitter Pills” by A.L. Gregory

“Everything” by Michelle Black

“A Strangely Perfect Night” by Natalie Fraser

“Seven Deadly Kisses” by Štěpán Kat Cenek

“A Near Miss” by Mara Rouge

“All They Want Is A Bride” by Paola Narváez

“A kiss from Martha” by Marcus Nelson

“But I Really Love James Brown” by Heather Kenealy

“oath” by Lara Deppe

“Pinks And Greens” by Mar Prot-lane

“They Met In the Queue For Wimbledon” by David Baldwin

“The Pale Blue First Kiss” by Zoe Zarubin

“The Last Kiss” by Mariah Jackson

“One Last Kiss for Caroline” by David Moyer

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Write about a cynical character who somehow ends up on a blind date.

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