Dragon Honey Novels & Stories

They are so beautiful and unequal. Her scent, holy hell. I have always loved that scent but smelling it again made my mind off. The air was saturated with the intoxicating fragrance of honey and milk, a sensory symphony that delicately permeated the surroundings. The sweet, golden notes of honey intertwined with the creamy richness of milk, creating an olfactory dance that stirred a profound sense of desire and need.

My standard vanilla honey aroma started to bleed through the cracks, sweet and heavy, filling the small space. But it was not pure honey anymore. Deep within the sweet scent, a radical, primitive shift was happening. A foreign note had entered the air, something rich, milky, and deeply grounded, like fresh earth after a heavy rain. It was an ancient biological signal, a scent that did not belong to a lone Omega athlete. Orion froze.

Not after Killian assaulted a human. The girls and I have worked so hard. We built the bee hives. The herb garden. It took so long for the cuttings to sprout. We killed a lot before they took root. And then after we mastered growing them, there were the plagues: slugs, spider mites, whiteflies. One step forward, two steps back. Another honey vendor showed up one day, and they had dandelion honey and sourwood honey and all different types, not just clover. Then another showed up. Then every farmer had honey, and our profits hit the crapper.

Not to mention that the cafe next to Shaquelle has also closed and gone bankrupt, now created to sell flowers. "Sha is the milk, I don't know whether it's sweet or not. But I wish this milk was sweet. " said Tristan. "You know I don't like cute Tris." "Yes, but it must be according to the amount." That is true, but sometimes Shaquelle never even measures it, sometimes it is also reduced for Shaquelle if the measure is too sweet and Shaquelle doesn't like it. The woman immediately drank the drink made by Tristan. Whether it's sweet or not, the name is made up, it must be appreciated to make that person happy.

The Golden Jade Honey produced by the Golden Jade Bees was hard to come by, and a dollop of honey the size of a thumb could be sold for 100,000 star dollars. Not only that, but the Golden Jade Honey could also detoxify and heal wounds, and it was the main ingredient in some pills. On the Starfall Continent, only the Venom Guild still kept a colony of Golden Jade Bees in captivity, and they were almost extinct in other places. After Lilly discovered the Golden Jade Bees, she could not put them out of her mind. Back then, they lacked the manpower, so she did not think about it. Now, they had enough people, so she wanted to see if she could get some honey.

Unable to endure the amusement, she stood up. "I'll prepare warm water for you to bathe in. You must be tired from working all day,” said her and then walked to the room after getting Davino's nod. Not long after, Uncle Bob came bringing souvenirs. Uncle Bob handed a varian of honey bees he had brought to Davino. "What's that?" asked Davino, frowning. “It is honey that can increase the vitality of both men and women. You and Safira can drink at least one spoonful of it a day so she can get pregnant quickly,” explained Uncle Bob, smiling mockingly.

He could have resolved the conflict with an apology, but he just had to worsen the situation to the point of no return. Darryl ran and observed the situation around him. He saw a massive beehive on a tree nearby, and his eyes brightened. The beehive had a diameter of roughly half a meter and was swarming with hundreds of thousands of bees. Anyone stung would be badly swollen. 'D*mn it. Ronny is such a bully. I'll give him a taste of his medicine today.' Darryl had an idea. As he ran, he plucked a few purple wildflowers. Those flowers were called Eidolon, and due to their unique scent, they could ward off insects, especially bees. They would avoid those flowers.

I placed the ingredients I needed for the batter and for the frosting on the kitchen table. First, I started with the process of burnt honey. It is not literally burning but caramelising the honey. I took a saucepan, poured honey and turned the flame to medium and stirred it continuously. Lily told me to cook the honey for eight to ten minutes so let's do it like she said. After ten minutes, the honey turned caramel in colour so I turned off the flame and added a few drops of cold water to stop it from cooking further.

I could feel my hair becoming really sticky because of the eggs and flour. “Oh, so you still want more? Don’t worry honey, I still have more here!” She said as she took out a bottle of honey syrup. Damn these witches. Wasting so much food.

"Here my friend, Beluga vodka. Made from pure grain; down from Russia. It has a very high alcoholic content of about 40%." He dropped the bottle and picked up another transparent bottle, although, the content was not as clear as the previous one. "And this one is called American Honey. Made with wild turkey Kentucky bourbon and pure honey. It is a 35% alcohol liqueur blended with honey and real wild turkey bourbon whisky. And of course, from the United States of America." He makes his way to another bottle. So, I interrupted. "I am sorry Mr. Bendez, but I don't think we can do that today. I got people waiting for me at home. So, I am gon have to take the lessons next time."