His And Her Honey Novels & Stories

“What do you think? Isn’t it too exciting? Besides, I know that this plan of mine is not in any way a taboo or two from the grand plan that HE already set and written. Am I right? No, I am right.” He then laughs maniacally. Like a mad man, no, more than a psychotic one. “What can you say?” “One point.” Honey drops her condition. “Who is the person that you will feed this dark plan of yours into the mouth of hell?” Honey directly asked and without any second thoughts from her words. Her point and very nature that Christopher loves about her. Loves to strike a deal with her. “Oh! You know her, you all knew her. Her name is,”

That must be nipped in the bud before it goes too far. Honey solely belonged to Honey. The people that passed through her life were nothing more than toys for entertainment. It's decent enough for a bit of fun but never good enough to keep for an extended period. "Fun, what do you have in mind?" Large hands pushed firm hips down as lips moved to the side of the blonde's slim neck. "I can think of a million and one things that I would love to do with you right now?" Honey didn't respond as she brought one of her hands down to tilt the man's face to look up at her. Deep lust shone back as hazy gray orbs looked up at her expectantly. Honey usually couldn't resist seeing the primal pleasure on f

“Two more weeks. Maybe three.” He nodded slowly. “Three weeks is fine.” She let out a careful breath. “Thank you.” “You already thanked me,” he said. “Stop thanking me.” She looked at him. He was looking at the meadow, but his ears were red. She looked away and smiled at her boots. Chapter 7: The Honey House The honey house sat between the farmhouse and the hive yard, small and wooden, smelling of wax and sweetness and something older underneath. Silas used it for extraction, for storage, for the quiet work of processing frames. He’d never offered to show it to her. She’d never asked.

Men standing like statues. And right in the center of it all… Jayson Kingsley. Looking straight up. At her window. Honey jerked back like she’d been burned, pressing her hand against her chest. Her heart was racing so hard it hurt. “W… what the hell is he doing here?” she stammered. Jade turned slowly. “You have his phone. Of course he’s here.” Honey slapped her forehead. “Oh shit. Can’t he just… buy another one?!”

“Fine. I’ll be careful, I promise. But what kind of business trip is this, anyway? Who are you meeting?” His expression shifted, barely, but enough to make me notice. “It’s about a new project. I’ll be meeting an old friend.” Something in his voice made me narrow my eyes. “An old friend? As in… a she?” He hesitated a beat too long. “I’ll be with Honey. She’s my business partner. That’s all.” Honey. The name alone made my pulse trip. I forced a small smile, the kind that hides a hundred questions behind it. “Right. Just business.”

“The king and I went to Greece this morning and I figured I could bring you two some souvenirs. Her face was a picture of happiness immediately. “Wow, thank you, Serena!” Taking out one bottle of honey from the box, she lifted it up and positioned it against the sun. “Yup, this is their product alright. The golden yellow color is a good hint. Let’s open one bottle and try it!” I nodded at her whilst flashing a smile. She certainly read my mind.

“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?”

"Do you want to go further?" My breathing quickened, and then I felt him. He was hard and huge beneath my palm. "Actually, I'm better than them," he whispered in my ear, his low voice making my mind go hazy. Especially when he pulled down his zipper, revealing the tattoo just below his hipbone. Before I could say anything, he pressed his upper body against mine, gazing deeply into my eyes. "Valeria, look at me. I'm better than all of them. I'm your husband."

She faces Mr Sylvester. “It's been a while honey. How have you been?”

Jerry squatted in front of me, rubbing my belly, “How can I find another woman? If having you is more than enough. I'm not the old Jerry, I really thank God to have a wife like you. A wife who can be everything and is so perfect. " My tears just dropped then, I quickly wiped my tears roughly. "Can I call you honey?" I said with teary eyes. "Yes, of course." END Thank you for reading, and following this story. Once again, thank you. Maybe a lot is still missing too. Thank you.