Candy X Novels & Stories

During the carnival a few days later, Xavier cleans up nice and I do, too just because Kyra won't let me off the hook if I don't. Xavier buys me candy from a stand. We stop at a boot that has magic tricks going on. Someone pretends to be a legacy werewolf and breathes fire from his mouth. The crowd cheers him on. I have a good time at each boot. Xavier seems to be trying to hard to make everything go right and I know I'm better off explaining my reason now. I start. "You are such a nice guy, Xavier. Honestly." He throws his head away, smiling ruefully because he knows what those famous lines always lead to.

~Candy~ Our lips clash, the waves of pleasure igniting inside me. I am hungry for his taste, desperate for his scent, pulsating with animal lust for his touch. I claw through his back, almost drawing blood. He moans into my mouth, urgently, desperately. His tongue digging into my mouth, our saliva mixing together disgustingly. “Candy…” he whispers. My name sounds exotic on his lips. “Fuck me, Axel…” I beg him. I want his enormous dick moving inside me, destroying me, turning me inside out.

I asked Xander as I watch him trying out the coffee that I ordered for him. He took one little sip and I immediately saw his brows starting to crease. “Why does it have a sort of sugary flavor?” “I ordered a mocha.” I set down my mug on the table as I studied him. “I thought you like sweets?” Xander simply stared at the cup of coffee in his hands before setting it back down. “It’s not that I hate it. It’s just that I can’t consume too many sweets because I’m a singer as well. I cannot risk damage to my tonsils.”

Roxy said while getting up "I'm going to get me a water bottle you want one" "yes" I said while rubbing my forehead i usually don't eat a lot of sweets, because when I do I get mini headaches; like a sugar hangover. I looked on the bed for my phone to see it had fell, I reached down for it, but a hand grabbed it before I could "aaaaaahhhh" I screamed while standing up on the bed, Roxy came running in holding two water bottles "whats wrong" she said looking up at me I pointed under the bed "someone is under there"

he tried to grab it again but Xavier pulled away quickly and Toby laughed. "You have to promise that you're gonna be my friend. Are we friends?” Toby nodded, still eyeing the car. "Good boy,” Xavier smiled and retrieved something from his pocket. "Do you want a candy?” Toby looked down at it, skeptical. He shook his head but still stared at it. “Why not? Did mommy say you shouldn't take candy from strangers?" When Toby nodded, Xavier waved his hand dismissively. "That's bullshit!” "Bullshit!” Toby repeated childishly with a laugh.

Omg! I'm sorry about the tittle Gary, but it just tickled my fingers to write it down... Gary: Right... mehh...I'm good . . . . I got to the hotel room stated on the keycard after a quick stop at the drugstore for condoms. Damn this sugar thing might have its perks, after all, no wonder all the babies are happy. Shit! I really must be in and out of this thing. I really don't want to get too comfortable and get sucked into this lifestyle.

Candy raises a brow and hesitates but pushes on towards me, seemingly undeterred. “Hi, I’m Candy, nice to meet you Liberty” she holds out her hand. Her smile is radiant but doesn’t reach her eyes. Ignorant, 17 year old Liberty didn’t see that Candy was fake. Seasoned and wiser Liberty sees right through Candy’s act. It pains me to realise how naive I previously was.

It's a giant place with pink walls. "We haven't even walked in and I already feel better. Thanks for bringing me here," I mumble happily and get out of Grayson's horrible car. Candy Lane is the biggest sweet shop in ever, they have all kinds of sweet things, from candy to frapuchinos to cakes. As soon as we are seated, a very animated waitress serves us and we place our orders, but Grayson refuses to tell us his plan until we are eating. While I wait for what I ordered, I walk over to the candy section and buy some popsicles, because the ones I got from that nice cab driver are all gone. I'm not proud of that.

Fresh flowers in a small vase. Dad pulled out a thick photo album from his coat. It was filled with pictures he had taken over the years of children all across the country, their faces lit up with joy as they ate the noodles. "Layla, look. Everyone says your noodles are delicious." His voice cracked as he stroked the cold photograph on the headstone. Mom's hands trembled as she pulled out a package of fresh candies from her pocket. She had searched the entire city to find the sweetest, best ones.

I wasn't sure how Mr Harrison was going to react but I was trying my best to make him act calm and nice. Candy cleared her throat and straightened her suit. She walked to Mr. Harrison and extended her hand. " Good evening Mr. Tolstoy. It's nice to meet you." To my surprise, Mr. Harrison shook her hand. He came further in and sat on the couch. I sat beside him, waiting for Candy and Jay who were both standing together.