Book Sweet Spot Novels & Stories

"We'll be back in 5 minutes. We'll just talk." Alice nodded while Gel frowned. I looked outside the glass window. There was a small garden near the parking. Lights were on as it was close to dusk. "Please watch my bag," I told Gel who just nodded. Robbie and I stepped out of the restaurant. "I'm sorry Rob..." I began to say as we were walking towards the small garden. I held on his arm when I suddenly felt dizzy. "Hey!" I heard him uttered before everything went black. *** "Honey? Are you awake?" Trevor whispered in my left ear which awakened me.

Even so, my heart felt warm and fuzzy inside. The next year, we got married, and his company took off. The first thing he did was buy the dying chocolate factory. After that, I had all the sweets I could ever want. Now, however, that sweetness was like poison, sealing off my breath. My chest felt suffocated. Before the tears could fall, I heard Ethan’s voice. “What are you looking at, babe?”

I got my bouquet, I got a question, are you trying to give me diabetes or perhaps get me hooked on sugar? It takes him a few minutes before he texts me back. ... oh no, the only thing I'd want you hooked on is me Stormie and I'd never make you sick! do you not like sweets? .... the only time I really have sweets is when I'm suffering monthly, I'm not too crazy about sweets but thank you though, it's just the sugar rush of energy I needed to get through the afternoon ... you're very welcome Stormie ... what are you up to though?

“You could use some sweetness in your life, Konrad. Maybe it’ll help with the whole brooding thing you’ve got going on.” He didn’t respond, which I took as a small victory. Inside, the shop smelled like sugar and happiness, and I immediately felt lighter. While I debated between mint chocolate chip and rocky road, Konrad stood behind me, looking like he wanted to be anywhere else. “You’re really making this a thing,” he muttered as I finally placed my order. “Of course. Life’s too short to skip dessert,” I said, flashing him a smile. “Besides, you need to learn to enjoy the little things.”

On the other hand sukoon maheen reached there collage and sahil was already standing there he saw sukoon and maheen and smiles, both the friends went towards him and sahil asked “HEY sweethearts ,why are you both late today? Listing sweetheart word from sahil’s mouth maheen turn red like tomato sukoon gives her smirk which make her more red, sukoon says we get late because of traffic sahil nobbled his head says ok let’s go for our class we are getting late, three of them went from there and reached there classroom.

He was getting suspicious now . What did she say to make him like this ? She quickly racked her brain. Oh God ! She had made a terrible mistake . How had she slipped through her thought and said it out loud ? Oh gosh "Err I thought everyone loves sweet things ??!" She made a face and prayed that he bought it . Micheal couldn't be easily fooled like that . "I guess? Though I don't think so . Not everyone loves sweet things but I do . I love them so very much , even my mom had gotten scared before . " Micheal chuckled

I bet those pitch black eyes would look delicious filled with fear, fresh off a run. I thought the only upside to this little pit stop was that I’d be in their home. Closer to Gavin, closer to the top, closer to more information that Oz could use to fuck up their shit, but every time Sweetness moves it’s adding more upsides to the list. She knocks into someone, stilling immediately, and if I wasn’t so distracted by the way her perfect curves sway as she walks, I would have identified this problem sooner. Gavin.

Little Miss Spitfire bursts through the door again, her face pulled up in a tight grim. I am sure she is trying so hard to not scream at me. She bounces forward, stretching the cup in the air. I grab it and take a sip. “Good one.” I say, and continue typing. The coffee tastes great; the right amount of sugar fits in. Coffee is dark and bitter, but with enough sugar, it covers the bitterness so all that remains is just the sweet savour on your tongue. “Sugar is healthy.” Her voice chirps in my head, her smile flashing through my memory.

“No way.” Inside, the air was cool and sweet-smelling, with retro black and white tiles that reminded Amy of an old-fashioned soda fountain. The teenage girl behind the counter looked bored until she spotted them, then straightened up with the practiced customer service smile of someone who’d been trained to appear enthusiastic about frozen dairy. “Welcome to Sweet Endings,” she recited. “Today’s special is the Cherry Blossom Blast.” They studied the menu board, Amy deliberating between her usual strawberry and something more adventurous.

“You’re going to give me a sweet tooth, you know that?” “I’m aware,” he replied smoothly, faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. The parlor was small, warm, glowing with soft lights that made everything feel… magical. Kids laughed in the corner, couples leaned into each other, and for once, the world felt simple. I scanned the menu, pretending to be indecisive, though my heart thumped so hard I was sure Sven could hear it. Finally, I pointed. “Mint chocolate chip. And you?”