Sweet N' Sour Kisses Series

VL. Virgin Lips. Remember that girl? She was so certain that she was in control, that she was safe behind her rules. She was so determined to avoid heartbreak. She never stood a chance, did she? I’d been that girl—I’d started the year hopeful and naïve, thinking that if I kept kissing out of the question, I could guard myself against pain and drama. I could hold onto the idea of a perfect kiss in the future, if I only protected myself from anything messy in the meantime. That was my plan, anyway. But fate—and boys—had other things in mind for me. It had been a whirlwind of a year, and I’d learned the hard way that you can’t control everything when it comes to dating. The trouble with dating is that it involves other people, and those people have desires and agendas of their own. Drama is inherent in the equation. Everything I’d been through and everything I’d been, from victim to victor, had brought be me to this point. The point where I could admit that life wasn’t under my control, but that I was open to whatever surprise it might bring me. And there I was, on the precipice of summer, feeling like life was about to bring something big my way. Because despite everything that had happened, or maybe because of it, there was one thing I still was: a believer. I knew in my heart that that kiss was still possible. You know, the perfect, magical, life-changing one—the one where you ride off into the sunset, happily ever after. I knew my dream kiss was still waiting for me.

VL. Virgin Lips. You may not have heard of it, but where I live, it’s a thing with a card, even if it is a figurative card. I was Brooklyn Hill, certified virgin lips, and I planned on clinging to that figurative card with all I had—while dating as many of the hottest guys at school as I could. Maybe that’s a bit strange. I mean, what teenage girl isn’t interested in kissing? Locking lips definitely interested me, but the drama that came with it didn’t. No kissing, no drama. Simple. But on my sixteenth birthday, on my first real date even, the drama found me. His name was Luke Graham—cute, funny, and bad news for the whole female race.

Determined to get dates, Ali and Brooklyn follow the advice of Brooklyn's mom and try to make themselves visible to guys. The first step in the plan is to ask boys to the next dance which just happens to be girls choice. Everything seems to be looking up as the sweetheart's dance turns out to be a smashing success. Only a week later, their hopes waver as almost every girl, except the two of them, get asked to prom. Now Brooklyn must convince Ali that it is better to ask a guy to prom than to stay at home, rejected. Enjoy episode #4 in Confessions of a 16-Year-Old Virgin Lips serial.

Brooklyn has become a social outcast at school thanks to Luke, who spent his entire weekend playing the victim and spreading rumors. And there’s nothing worse than Luke’s brand of justice. With no other way to escape her torn up, lonely life, she accepts an invitation to her cousin’s birthday party. The truth is, attending a party thrown by someone she doesn’t get along with is better than sitting home alone. The highlight of the party is meeting Riley, a boy who’s sweeter than the plate of sugar cookies he arrives with. After everything Brooklyn has been through, it seems that karma is finally on her side, but she soon learns that nothing is ever simple in the dating world.

Episode #2 of Confessions of a 16-Year-Old Virgin Lips With my VL card gone, my flickering light of hope lay with Ryker, someone else who'd caught my eye. Only he could erase the memory of Luke, the boy who lip-raped me. Unfortunately, Luke was determined to keep me, or at the very least, ruin me.

Brooklyn Hamlin likes the rules. They're safe and smart. And for Brooklyn, the rules are simple—no dating until she turns sixteen and no kissing. But her sixteenth birthday is just a few days away, and that means all the rules are about to change. Brooklyn's still determined to avoid the drama of kissing, but she wouldn't mind holding someone's hand, especially if that someone is Luke Graham. Charming and handsome, with just a hint of danger, Luke has been the subject of her daydreams since the school year began. So when he asks to take her on her very first date, Brooklyn can’t believe her luck. But things aren’t exactly what they seem, and some boys really are too good to be true. Sweet sixteen and never been kissed, Brooklyn is about to find herself in the middle of all the drama and heartache she was hoping to avoid.