Cookie Addicts Novels & Stories

It was also rumored that the biggest reason The Retaliators resorted to petty thievery and lunch money extortion was to feed their game addiction. Kate, who had her own laptop, could play the app anytime she wanted, but didn’t. She guessed she just wasn’t the gamer-girl type. Just like with binge-watching illegally downloaded K-dramas, she was nervous about getting “the bug” once she started one episode. She had heard the effect from several members of her own Bali Girls clique, and the symptoms were laughing one minute and crying or getting angry the next, all by one’s lonesome.

"Thanks but..." "Don't tell me you don't drink, that's not right Cassie." Adam said with a smile as always. "I do." Cassie agreed immediately and right now she regrets her decision. She wished she hasn't, at least she'll still have her dignity intant. Cassie drank the whole juice with a smile though the drink was burning her throat but because she was determined to impress Adam she forced herself to drink it, unfortunately after that she fell into a deep sleep. Cassie woke up in her room, the next day, forgotten about all what happened that night. The only thing she remember was enjoying her night with Adam.

CHAPTER FORTY FIVE: AT MR. KNIGHT’S DEMAND Kennedie Did I know how addictive doom scrolling was? Yes, I did. In fact I was currently watching a Tiktok about the dangers of doom scrolling, but damn that shit was addictive so I was going to do it anyways…. And my current addiction was watching all of those crony reel shorts. They made absolutely no sense, but maybe that was the appeal of it all. If anyone entered here right now, I’d be fucking embarrassed. My binds were still drawn shut and I don’t even know what time it was yet… I have been here literally all day.

“I’m yours, Ronald. Pussy, mouth, ass… all of it. Whenever you want.” They came together, slowly, sealing their secret getaway with one more load of cum inside her. On the drive back, Rebecca slept in the passenger seat, her body sore, her pussy and ass throbbing, covered in marks and dried cum. The addiction was now complete. There was no going back. The taboo between the cousins now included every hole, every desire, and an even deeper and more dangerous complicity.

“At first, it was cocaine. All the men did coke. It helped them fuck better. It felt…good. I had it under control, too. I never took too much and I never took it too often. I knew coke was addictive and I didn’t want to get hooked. But then, one day, one of the guys, he brought out a vile of milkweed. I was already high off coke and a bit drunk, so I wasn’t in the right headspace to make good decisions. He told us it was the best drug around. For werewolves. MUCH better than any human made crap.” Adrian paused and looked past us, out through the bars. He had a faraway look on his face. “I shouldn’t have done that,” he said. “I never should have touched that shit. But I did.” He looked back a

Security wasn't needed if anyone made a wrong move he wouldn't think twice about killing them on the spot. Jack waited until the crowd at the stage died down. He wanted to tip her. After all he owed her that much even if she never spoke to him again. He dug in his pockets to see what he had on him. Jack found the hundred dollar bill that he set aside. He was going to use this money to aid his habit during the work week. "Damn it!" he scuffed. It would come down to this wouldn't it. He left her side to feed the beast within but never felt satisfied. The beasts hunger grew with every passing week and it never was enough. He was faced with the same decision that tore them apart. Be addicted or

No matter how many men I fucked, he kept teasing my senses… So when muscle relaxants didn't work, Ecstasy wasn't enough anymore, I asked Clinton where I could get something to make me forget. —Coke is your thing, doll . It keeps you alert, but you feel so high and unreachable that nothing can touch you. it relieves you…

"Would you kill me if I bribed him to take me to the tower every day? The sisters grumbled, rolling their eyes. The gestures were so equal that they almost seemed rehearsed. I just watched in silence. I was used to a lonely life, only with my parents and the animals, because my brothers left very early. So, being in front of three female hurricanes, who began to chatter while fighting, was slightly scary. "What the fuck do you have so much to do on the internet on your vacation? "Mumbled the woman I saw hugging Pablo, the blonde. “Giulia from heaven! Over it, girl. "Gabriella, I'm a digital influencer! "The young girl mumbled, tapping her feet, like a spoiled child. "I need to show up. Every

Discord sucked in a deep breath to help calm his nerves before he started talking again. "I won't repeat myself. Milton, that was an order. If you don't do it, not only will I make sure you get out of the job, I'll make your family miserable. The choice is yours. Don't be a bastard asswipe." Discird immediately cut the call and lowered his right hand. People these days are so addicted to molly, cocaine, and other pain relieving drugs that they always demand more. The demand was usually doubled with each return. Shockingly enough, Discord didn't take any drugs even though he was a drug dealer. He was the type of guy who never got high on his substance, yet he sold it to the others.

It's the poison from outside," he growls. “I've smelled her before. Now the smell is lessened. "I don't understand," says Addom, looking down at Orchid's shivering naked body. "If the poison is wearing off, why is she getting sick." Hasker shrugs. "I've heard that sort of thing," he says. “Outsiders deliberately poison themselves because they think it's medicine. But the medicine just makes them sick, they become dependent on it. Given enough time, the addiction is so strong that they need the poison to stay alive. ” "You mean she could die?" I sigh.