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Pucker up for KISSED!
Kisses can be innocent, playful, or just to comfort. Some are for luck and others have the promise of sweeter ones to come.
That’s why we’ve dedicated an anthology to the kiss. These eight hand-picked stories are brimming with romance, and they all begin and end with a kiss.
Our talented authors will prove that love knows no boundaries.
14+ due to sexuality and adult situations
Please Note: Some stories contain gay & lesbian romance
It Started With a Kiss
Mix one bookworm with the heart of a lioness, a boy with a tarnished halo, and a puppy. Shake vigorously. What could go wrong?
Ella Chambers is quiet, bookish, and has her life going to plan. She should be excited for the next phase of her life, right? What if she’s not entirely sure that the course she’s set is what she wants any longer?
Orphaned, Flynn and his brothers have weathered even the most vicious rumours surrounding their parents’ death. With escape from the claustrophobic little town within sight, Flynn can’t wait to get out…
So why does everything change when a puppy brings Flynn and Ella together?
The stories and authors of KISSED:
Just Like the Movies by Christine Rees
It Started with a Kiss by Kacie Ji
After Tomorrow by Roxas James
It’s in His Kiss by Peri Elizabeth Scott
Pixie Cuts and Purple Dye by M. Wiklund
No Romeo by Sasha Hibbs
Dare by Lisa Borne Graves
Run to You by Kate Larkindale
What Readers Are Saying
It Started With a Kiss by Kacie Ji: If you like forbidden love with a major Romeo and Juliet vibe, this is the story for you.
Each story is romantic, delightful and full of teenage angst. The storylines are strong with beautiful characters that make you swoon, and I even found myself reminiscing over my first kiss. Find yourself returning to those teenage hormones and awkward first kisses in this well-rounded anthology.
Each story is unique and riveting – no two are the same, and yet they fit well together. An expertly crafted anthology.
Excerpt
Ella pressed her lips to the tiny, riotously furry head, murmuring comforting words, and tried her best to suppress her fury as she cradled the trembling little mutt. He couldn’t be more than a month or two old, a mash of colors and probably breeds, dirty and thin, but to Ella, he was the cutest thing she’d ever seen.
And he’d been hurt.
“How could you?” She raged at the figure astride the bike in front of her.
Ella glared up at him. Flynn Hunter. The second of the Hunter brothers. The boys no one wanted anything to do with. If there was one saying the town knew and recited, it was ‘Don’t mess with the Hunters’. They were somewhat reclusive. After the mysterious deaths of their parents, they’d withdrawn from the public eye. The horrible rumors that blew through the town like wildfire of their possible involvement might have had something to do with it.
The stories were crazy and vicious. Not anything Ella had believed, but their standoffish attitudes made it hard for anyone to get close to them afterward.
Not that anyone had wanted to.
They were scary. Callum, the oldest, was definitely the fiercest. But he’d have to be, wouldn’t he? To be the one in charge of three younger brothers and navigate a town so full of suspicion and hate?
Yet here she was yelling at one. Of the brothers, Flynn had the reputation of being the quiet one. The one who stayed out of things. But it didn’t mean he was any less intimidating. In fact, if she hadn’t been so worried about the puppy, the look he gave her would probably have had her running in the opposite direction.
It didn’t stop her from noticing just how good looking he was, though. His hair was dark—black that shone almost silver under the light—and a bit long, inviting her to brush it out of his eyes. Tall and broad shouldered, he would tower over her if he’d been standing, not a new experience for her. Being a couple of inches over five feet made just about everyone over the age of fifteen taller. As it was, he was nearly the same height as her from his perch on the back of the menacing-looking motorbike.
She turned her fury at his motorbike. “You ran him over!”
“I was trying to stop it from happening.” He reached forward to try to take the puppy from her but she lurched backward.
“Didn’t look like that to me!”
“You chased him into me.” He looked as though he was struggling to keep his temper in check. Flynn swung his leg over the bike and propped it up with the kickstand to kneel next to her. “And now I’m trying to help him. Which is more than your whining is doing.” Flynn reached for him again.
“I’m not handing him over to you.” Ella flinched the exact same moment he did. The strange light flashing in his eyes looked a little too much like hurt for her comfort. “I didn’t mean it like it sounded.”
“Yeah, you did.” His voice had quietened. “Give him to me. I’ll take him to the vet.”
She held onto the little body tighter. “You can’t drive … that and hold onto him at the same time.”
Flynn smirked at her. It was almost a dare in itself. “By all means.” He waved at the extra helmet.
Ella tried to swallow but found her mouth as dry as the Sahara. “I don’t think so. I’ll walk.”
“He might have internal injuries. Walking would take too long.” He grabbed the helmet and placed it on her head. Within seconds, he had it secured. “On the bike, we’ll be there in minutes.”
Trembling a little, Ella eyed the bike, this time with fear more than ire. “I’ve never been on one of those.”
“There’s nothing to it. All you have to do is hang on. Let me worry about the rest.”
He made it sound so simple. Ella looked down at the puppy and her heart threatened to break a little. She couldn’t let him suffer longer than necessary.
“If it’s the only way.”
“It’s not. But it’s the fastest.” He held out a hand to help her up. Ella only hesitated only a split second before slipping her hand in his and letting him tug her to her feet. “Just do what I do.”
He slowly swung his leg over the bike and balanced it, waiting for her. Her knees were shaking when she copied his movements.
“Put your feet on the pegs and hold on tight.”
She adjusted the puppy in one arm before sliding an arm around Flynn’s chest, doing her best to keep some space between them.
“No. Like this.” Flynn tugged her until they were pressed tightly together and secured her arm around him. “Now hold on. I don’t want to have to make a trip to the hospital too.”
She couldn’t help but notice the heat coming from his body or that the smell of him made her feel even warmer. Ella knew he was a big guy, but being mashed up against him only seemed to emphasize the fact. Against her chest, and arm, Ella felt nothing but solid muscle. She wasn’t sure if she was relieved or not that the puppy was there as a buffer between them.
Inhaling his scent again, Ella’s thoughts came to a shuddering halt.
What the hell was she doing?
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