Double Happiness Cigarette Novels & Stories

I flicked in annoyance and switched her phone off as I looked out the moving scenery from the car’s window. Reaching the estate, I stepped out of the car. Rows of men awaited and they bowed upon my presence. I took out another stick of the cigarette with my custom made lighter I ordered during my stay in Shanghai a year ago, and burned the stick as I inhaled the cancer. I must quit smoking knowing it’s harmful for health but I can’t live myself without it when I already got dependent on it, especially with all the fucking trobles coming on me. “Get the girl” I signaled while breathing out the smoke as one of the guys near me standing in the line walked to the other side to get her and I walk

“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."

the guy asked and Lily sighed sadly This is so embarrassing How could she be thinking out loud without even knowing, she hoped this guy here didn't hear everything she said or he'll see her as a pervert "You seem to be having a rough night, want one?" the guy said as he brought out a cigar stick for Lily "What? No, I don't smoke" Lily said "You are a good girl then, no wonder you aren't able to have fun" he said "Good girl?" "Well good girls don't smoke" the guy said

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

Jack demanded as he saw there was no bread for dinner; the smell of freshly baked bread was too devious to reject. She smiled and cut him a slice. The bread was placed in a closed basket on the table. “Love, this smells…. Ummm” Jack smelled the food on his plate; it smelled delicious. It looked like chicken but… he ate a mouthful and it tasted like heaven…The enjoyment from eating the food could be seen on his face. “Love, this???” “Mushroom we picked.” “Really??? So good???” Jack laughed happily “Wife, I struck gold marrying you.”

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.