Double Happiness Cigarette Novels & Stories

“I think I know what my daughter sounds like if she calls me on the phone.” Hayden resisted the urge to take a luscious drag out his cigarette, which was situated deep into his pockets. He had been really trying to control his smoking habits, but now that he was back in the game, his boys had been providing him with weed laced cigarettes. It was crazy… and also incredibly irresistible.

Janice asked in astonishment, “How…how did you know that I sell fake cigarettes…” The chubby man said coyly, “Oh, come on, baby. I’ve been a smoker for so many years, do you think I can’t differentiate between real and fake cigarettes?” Janice was even more surprised. “If you know that I’m selling fake cigarettes, why do you buy them? And you’ve bought so many of them!” The man pinched her chin and said with a coy smile, “That’s because I feel sorry for you and I want you to make more money. For me, money is nothing as long as you are happy!”

Instinctively, a smirk appeared on his fuller lips. He murmured, "Oh Daisy! You are so unique. You are driving me crazy." Then he lit up a cigarette and holding between his fingers, he took a long deep puff. The nicotine rushed into his lungs giving him a new bout of energy. For Lucas, Daisy was a raw of hope, he wanted to love her and live for her. He was becoming obsessed for her with every passing seconds.

And she wants me to reject Cain. But… no. I can’t do that. Even if it would literally stop a war from happening and even if he was an asshole last night. I don’t want our bond to be broken. So, I guess I will have to deal with the consequences. God. I've never smoked before in my life, but I find myself in the biggest need to have a damn cigarette. I just feel like that would make my stress disappear. "Does anyone have a cigarette?" I ask out loud because there's always employees all over the palace. A minute later, a security guy named Alex walks up to me and offers his pack, "I've never had one, but I feel like I need it."

she asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Yeah,” I responded, my voice still a little hoarse from moaning. My face was focused on the phone screen, thumb scrolling through the call log. I let out a deep sigh and dropped the device back onto the bed. Missed calls, three from Adrian and another from a private number. I already knew exactly who that could be, and the thought made my relaxed mood flicker with mild irritation. Shaking it off, I reached out for the freshly lit cigarette she handed me. I wrapped my lips around it and took a long, deep drag, feeling the smoke fill my lungs and the familiar warmth spread through my chest. The nicotine mixed beautifully with the lingering endorphi

He knew there were more rabbits in the hutch, he had heard them when he was bathing after skinning the rabbits. “I have a way.” Mira nodded “But you can’t ask.” “I won’t” Jack smiled “I told you before… You don’t have to feel worried. I am here to cover for you. Do whatever you want as long as you are happy.” “Husband, you are too handsome.” Mira giggled as she leaned to peck another kiss on his cheeks. She was becoming addicted to kissing him, it didn’t matter if she was happy or sad. Jack turned his head and boldly kissed her lips although they were riding.

But Calvin just shot him a cold glare, instantly putting out his enthusiasm. Henry smirked sarcastically, pulled a cigarette from the case on the table, stuck it between his lips, and took a deep drag—only to choke immediately. “Shit, is this thing spiked?” Calvin was clean when it came to substances. He smoked, but not excessively. Occasionally, he indulged in cigars, but he never touched anything harder. Lately though, he’d switched things up—choosing a strong Russian cigarette, completely unlike his usual style. Tapping his long finger on the carton, he said,

I turned back to look at them again and again as I walked away. For a brief moment, it felt as if I could see the Wendy of my past life standing among the crowd, waving at me. Her lips moved, as though she were saying something. "This time, make sure you find true happiness!" I nodded silently to myself. I knew I would.

LISA May 15th 2018 I sit on the hood of my car, zipping my jacket up and take a long drag from the cigarette that rests between my fingers. I cough, expelling the vile smoke from my lungs. I pull the zip all the way up on my bomber jacket, it's crazy chilly this morning. I attempt to take another puff and flick the smoke to the ground. I've never been a smoker and I doubt I ever will be, it's horrible, disgusting. Wasted thirty-nine dollars!

Han Da saw that and smiled, a mocking smile: - Do you need me to help you? - No need, you alone are enough. While Mac Vu got up from the sofa, Han Da lit a cigarette and took a breath, releasing a puff of smoke that created a real gangster space. - Okay, take it easy, I stay at home and wait for my uncle to come back and continue drinking.