Fantasy Lollipop Novels & Stories

Izzy’s eyes were wide as she tasted the fluffy, sugary confection. She had never tasted anything as sweet as powdered clouds. It was like a sweet caress on her tongue. The delicacy looked like a large, powdered lollipop. The one that Nate offered her was rainbow colored, the many colors swirling in a circle around the stick in the center.

but where’s the fun in that? Fun—by which I mean the overwhelming nerves that almost make me gag. Still, I lean down and dig around in my bag, my hand wrapping around another lollipop. I look at it. Cherry flavor. My favorite. Do cherry-flavored condoms exist—NO. Think of other things. Slowly, I remove the wrapper from the lollipop and feel my body getting warmer and warmer. The stick feels pathetic in my mouth, and when I put it in the wrapper and dump it in my bag, I stare at the purple lollipop a second too long.

He braced for it. "I don't have any points," she said, the words clipped and final. He didn't ask why. He just ducked his head, accessing his mental interface with trembling focus. He scrolled, the phantom shop interface glowing in his vision. "There's... this." His voice held a note of desperate hope. He materialized a small, wrapped candy in his palm. "It's called 'The Gardener's Wrath.' A candy infused with rage. Add a catalyst, and it... makes a big boom."

Toad asked digging through the box until he found a red lollipop. “You got a passport?” Werewolf asked Knuckles pulling the box towards him. “What flavors are there?” “Strawberry.” Toad said pulling the candy out of his mouth. “What flavor do you want?” Nessie looked in the box and pulled out an off-white lollipop. “Apple pie.” “Hell yeah.” Werewolf said accepting the candy. “Yeah, call me Lollipop all you want.” Lollipop smiled. “These things fucking rock.” Ink came over holding his youngest infant, Camden.

“I’ve tried it a few times. It’s not bad, but I wouldn’t call it miraculous. Just…different.” I frowned, the mention of the candy stirring a faint unease within me. “I don't think I've tasted it.” “Well, you didn’t miss much,” Lola said with a shrug. “It’s just another gimmick to me. But I have to admit, it’s effective at getting people’s attention. The packaging alone screams "buy me".” Lydia reached into her bag, pulling out a small, shiny wrapper. “Speaking of which, here’s one.” I stared at it, eagerly. "Would like to give it a try.”

Tinaas ko ang kamay ko at nilahad ang kamay rito para tanggapin ang supot na lollipops na kanina pa nito nilalahad sa 'kin. Agad namang bumalik ang inosente nitong mukha at ngumiti ng malaki sa 'kin at agad na binigay sa 'kin ang supot ng lollipops. Agad na binuksan ko 'to at kumuha ng isang lollipop. Nilahad ko 'to rito para buksan nito. I'm struggling opening that shit every time I am going to eat that fucking lollipop. That's what I hated the most when I want to eat something, but I need to struggle first before eating eat. But luckily, Baste is here to open it.

Amira asked as she grabbed her glass and sat beside Rayleigh. "I write books." Lily told them. "Well, wrote books. I don't write anything anymore." "Really?" Willow perked up. "What kind of books have you written?" "Fantasy fiction." Lily said. "Oh, I love fantasy novels. I'd love to read them, if that's okay?" Willow sipped from her glass. "Oh, this is sweet. What flavor is this one?"

The sensation sends both shivers, and goosebumps, across my skin but it brings back the sleepiness and has the same effect as rocking me back to sleepiness. “I learned to do magic as a very small child, much the age you are now. It wasn’t easy, but when you discover a gift inside of you that aches to be set free, nothing can hold it down forever. Open your mouth, Alora, I have a sweet tasting berry that will help you sleep when I’m done telling my tale.” Her voice is hushed, as though she’s telling me secrets, and I obediently open my mouth as she pops a small, round, semi soft object, in my mouth, and I automatically begin to chew. The juicy little thing explodes with the first squish betwe

The game is yours and the rules are yours, but that's no reason for me to let you win. —Pity. - He sighs feigning resignation. His eyes are fixed on my nipple, visible under the t-shirt’s wet fabric. He holds a crystal glass to my lips and I sip a little. The liquid is cold and it’s a flavor that I recognize. —Orange juice. —Yes. - pecks me on my lips once more. He offers me some more juice, until I drink the entire contents of the glass. We silently move on to the next item of food and this time I don't recognize what I'm chewing on.

“Lollipop, please.” “Yes!” He fist-pumps the air, causing Marina to light up even more. She’s too beautiful for her own good. The woman walks around in everyday life like she’s a mere mortal. Her ex is stupid for letting her go, but he’s a fucker for making her believe he deserved her love. If she were mine— “Do you like grape?” she asks him, pulling a purple-wrapped lollipop from her bag. “If it’s candy, he likes it.” His body vibrates from excitement.