Big Mac X Sugar Belle Novels & Stories

“Bring me… uh… three large fries and a strawberry milkshake, peasants!” Sugar laughed so hard she nearly choked on her soda. “Oh honey, no. That’s hangry sass, not royal sass.” That’s when Prince Leon appeared, barefoot and looking entirely too good for midnight. He pressed a kiss to Sugar’s cheek like it was the most natural thing in the world. I rolled my eyes so hard I thought they’d pop out of my skull. Of course, Mr. Royal Broody himself had to show up just as Sugar was making me look like an idiot.

a sweet voice said through the speaker. “I’ll have four Big Mac cheese burgers with large fries meals. Two salads and a cola drink—” He paused, glancing at Bella, who was busy studying her nails. “What drink do you want?” he asked. Before Bella could answer, he cut himself off. “Why am I asking anyway? I’ll have two Coca-Cola drinks.” His tone was commanding, final. Rude, Bella thought, irritation flashing across her face. She shook her head and looked into the mirror again.

The first piece she cut, she handed to Andrew. "I don't like sweets," he said, holding a cigarette. "So many issues," Isabella muttered, picking up a fork to eat herself. Black Swan is a high-end brand of cake, and its taste was naturally good. Sweet but not cloying, it melted in the mouth. After eating a piece, Isabella still wanted more. Licking her lips, she said, "It's very sweet and not cloying. Are you sure you don't want..." Before she could finish the word 'eat,' Andrew kissed her.

A lovely woman is smiling sweetly in front of a camera. In front of her are a lot of foods like burgers, corndogs, french fries, chicken nuggets, fried chickens, a can of diet coke, and thirst-quenchers from Mike Donald's. "Hi, guys! Today, I am going to eat a lot of fast foods from Mike Donald's, and Burger Queen. Yes! Burger Queen now has the yummy and tasty corndogs and you can get them for only $1.49 each. I bought five of them because I think I will..." she breathed heavily, "I think I'll like them because I like hotdogs. I also have these thirst-quenchers from Mike Donald's and I've tried this Wintermelon MikeFreeze before and I bought this again because I really like it, so, without f

"I can tell Matt is cooking today. It smells so much better than yours, Belle." "Dad!" Belle exclaimed, scandalized. But she immediately started chuckling along with him. Mr. K's cholesterol levels had been going up, so Belle had taken it upon herself to start feeding him "cleaner" meals. But it was our last day before school started, so I'd made barbecue ribs and French fries (although Belle had talked me into baking the fries). I still made steamed carrots, already knowing Belle would nag her own dad into eating them as payment for each bite of the ribs.

“Come on. One more stall. Then we’ll head back.” I nodded, forcing a smile as she pulled me toward a stand of candied fruits. “Two of the honey ones,” Maddie said, passing a coin to the vendor. “And make them the big ones. My friend here needs the world’s biggest sugar rush.” I rolled my eyes but accepted the sticky treat when she handed it over. “If I go into a coma, I’m haunting you.” “Please do. The shop could use the publicity,” Maddie quipped. We laughed again, but the sound barely lingered before the wind shifted—cooler, sharper, carrying something uneasy. A shout echoed somewhere behind the stalls. Not loud, but strained.

He grinned at me. “But it’s not dinnertime. It’s lunch.” “It could be breakfast as long as I get a blow job.” His grin widened and he leaned over to speak into the mic. “Hi, can I have a large Big Mac meal with a Coke and a Quarter Pounder bacon cheeseburger but without all the gherkins and onions and a strawberry milkshake?” My half-amused, half-annoyed stare turned shocked. “How the hell do you know what I order at McDonald’s?”

Gabriel didn't agree or deny. Belle wanted to say something else, but Ginger had already returned with the drinks. Belle immediately kept her mouth shut. Ginger passed them their drinks. "This is yours with extra sugar, Belle. Gabe, this is yours with no sugar." Gabriel wasn't a fan of most beverages, but since Ginger had bought it for him, he still ended up taking it. Belle had already started drinking hers. She took a long sip and said happily, "I don't get why people like drinking coffee so much when drinks like this exist."

he added before leaving. Belle giggled. She suddenly remembered that one time when Frederick asked for a mango cake. Tristan ordered her to find one that would not spike his grandfather’s blood sugar. She visited three of the biggest pastry shops in Bree and even checked with the patisserie for the cakes’ sugar levels. However, none of them matched Frederick’s requirements. She then asked for a custom-made one and took it to the old man. He liked it, but he said he wanted something else added.

Chapter 10 . Sophie could hardly eat the food she ordered, she just twirls the fork around the pasta now and then trying to process what the hell she had just witnessed. What is the wizarding world of Harry Potter just happened to her? This couldn't be real. One of the richest men in the city doesn't just ask you to be their sugar baby all of a sudden then send you Five thousand dollars instantly. The reasonable part of her brain just went blank. Receiving this money means signing a deal with the devil himself. What if he has weird sexual fantasies? What if he makes her his sex slave? Or something worse?