Gogo X Honey Lemon Novels & Stories

"If it's of any help to you, I want something meaty and tasty, spicy, and saucy. I want something that's going to make me feel like there's... an orgasm in my mouth." His eyes shot up, and MJ was acting quite taken with the cupboards. Logan walked over to her and took a sip of her drink. "Hmmm... we have ourselves a 100% orange juice here, no sign of alcohol whatsoever." His voice filled with marvel as he picked a whisper from the bowl, "What about this?" He divulged it, the chocolate and honeycomb centre melting in his mouth. "Hmmm... I can't tell." MJ took one and plunged it into her mouth, not breaking eye contact as she twirled her tongue until the sweet. "Hmmm... I can't tell either."

Xyneth said making Xavy happily looked at her direction and his eyes were shimmering in happiness. "Really? Can I?"Xavy said happily making the both of them chuckled at his cuteness. Yves' answered, "Ofcourse. It's your day today so all of your requests must be accomplished." "Yehey! Thank you, let's go to the mall because after we'll go the jolibee and any other restaurants that has many desserts and sweets."Xavy said happily. "Okay, okay, you're wish is our command so let's go to the mall."Xyneth said happily making Yves' smiled.

Placing it on his lap, Gecko uses his one free hand to start eating the leaves. Kind of gross. They weren’t even washed. After that he pulls out a jar from inside his satchel - it looks like honey. Pouring it into the mortar he then squeezes more of the lettuce plant into the bowl with it and mixes it together. He then hands the bowl to me. “I’m not eating that.” I state clearly. Corvu just chuckles and shakes his head. Picking up some of the blankets nearby he moves them next to Gecko, who hands me back the food bowl and lies down flat. Corvu takes the mortar from me and uses his hands to scoop up some of the honey, applying it directly to the wound on Gecko’s forehead. Honey in the wound?

Dewy yellow chunks were poured on the table like a miniature golden hill. The honey trader hesitated. He was pondering whether or not to sell his products to Leila among all of the curious people craning their necks to glance at her. But he couldn’t possibly resist the lure of the silver dragon coin in Leila’s hand. Joyfully, she held an armful of honey candy and walked back to the inn.

“What’s this?” Mina’s tail swayed with excitement as she lifted the lid, revealing a single bowl of ice cream—but this was no ordinary flavor. The smooth, rich texture gleamed under the warm light, with specks of golden honey swirls infused within. “This,” Mina declared, “is my ultimate creation—Royal Honey Delight.” Mies raised an eyebrow. “Honey?”

But Honey is definitely not amused by the look on his face. Though it's hilarious to see such no-fun man is holding a fun bottle of cold water that has big googly eyes stuck in front of it, with the other items in the fridge are currently staring at him; I glued those eyes everywhere, even on the fruits and all sorts of food containers. "They're a lil bit scary," Zoe comments in between her adorable laughs, "but cuteee. You're funny, Geema! Right, Geepa? Geema is funny, right?"

Her fingers deftly untied the bag, revealing what looked at first like a simple wooden box, crafted from richly grained walnut. She opened it. Inside, a layer of deep velvet cushioned several pieces of rare, wild-foraged Manuka honeycomb, dark amber and thick with potency. Beside them rested a small jar of the finest Icelandic dried reindeer lichen—a supplement so prized it was said to strengthen the blood—its pale colour and clean, earthy scent speaking of exceptional quality.

“When I was younger, I had a burnt on my leg; my mother nursed it with honey. It may be slow in healing, but it heals better and heals the scars as well.” “You want me to get honey?” He asked tenderly and she nodded, “I will call Leo to bring some tomorrow then.” “No need, I know my way around here, I can always buy from Mrs. Wicket.” “Do you have to go through that trouble? Leo could easily get one from the mall.” “No, I trust Mrs. Wicket’s, she gets it from the bees herself and it doesn’t undergo any process.” “Fine then, whatever you say,” he kissed her hair again.

He leaned down to whisper in my ear. "I'm fine," I replied. How did I go about explaining that his people seemed to hate me? We got to the end of the small settlement, where a large house stood. Alexander suddenly grabbed my waist and set me down from the horse gently, then he followed suit and came down. "Welcome to the Moon Stone pack." Alexander murmured, his eyes on me, and I forced a smile. I certainly didn't feel welcome.

"Well, with the authority I have as your king, I order you to sit and dine with us tonight." I felt my heart weaken and the urge to leave dropped right away. At this point, I had no choice but to turn back and join them in whatever they were celebrating. Hazel placed another wide tray on the table and began to dish out more food—very mouth-watering dishes. First, she brought out Honey Fire Lamb. It's a soft brown meat, covered with wild honey and green herbs. She carefully placed it on a black clay plate, allowing the rich and sweet smell to fill our nose.