Honey Crush Novels & Stories

After all, it started out as a small flap, then a thud, till it became a thump, then a roar till it got to the extent where I couldn't ignore it no more like I was doing before. It was love, budding like a little flower. Fragile at first, it grew and got stronger till it could finally withstand the harsh breeze without uprooting and falling off. It sure is more than surreal this time, it's deeper and amazing than that. This time, it's euphoria. Like a drug I got addicted to. He's Silas, my drug.

" oh? Won't you tell me why you spent an hour in the Shower, or are you... " " I think I have developed a crush on someone. " I suddenly said interrupting my cousin, Sia. " What! " She exclaimed Suprised. " When? , How and on Whom? " She asked. " Calm down Sister Sia, I only told you that I have a crush on Someone and not that I am getting married, alright? " I said. " I know but it's still a Surprising thing for you to admit that you've got a crush on someone, it doesn't happen every day, Kay? "

The man looked at her up and down and then after a brief moment of hesitation, he nodded his head and allowed them to enter. As Chloe walked into the overcrowded club behind Hailey, she saw she was walking straight towards the bar to get drunk and forget about everything that happened before they came here. She realized she would try it as well, maybe it would help her too, because it was all she wanted, the euphoria that came with being too drunk to think about anything.

She want a gangster in her bed tonight She ah want me, me I know And man I full ground me I dey tonight She ah calling my phone Oh, she say why you so unruly Tell me the main reason you want ruin me Mmh-mmh, dem man with da ED Curious girl, she got questions for Siri Wiggle dat booty and whine for me So crazy you driving me Girly put it on me nicely She riding it, I'm sliding it Spread your two legs slightly Or mama spread them so widely Caribbean girl want die for me She haffi die for me, yeah, yeah Bounce your body or we bounce you out

| Whitney | "Ugggh, I think I had too much ice cream.” Whitney groaned three hours later during the short walk back to their hotel room. Clutching her pierced stomach miserably, the lingering sweetness of ‘Queen Bee’ still taunted the brunette’s taste buds. The honey flavored treat, which included almonds, chocolate covered honeycomb, and English toffee proved too delicious to stop indulging in. Whitney didn’t even want to know how much she had over the course of their fun filled tour. She whimpered, “My belly hurts, Holly!”

The door swung open to reveal him in a pair of sleep pants and nothing else. "Yes, Princess?", he asked as he opened the door wider to let her in. "I know this is a weird question but can I crash on your couch?", She asked. He looked her over as he could plainly see she was beyond exhausted and ready to fall over. "Problems with your place?", he asked. "They are there, and they won't leave.", she stated. "Who are they exactly?", he asked as she sat on the couch. "My team.", she said. "The east coast main blue team."

Honey and Gerald were not going to the Bahamas, but to the so-called popular elite party that Gerald had been raving about for months, and now that they had been personally invited by one of his business partners, he had decided to invite his girlfriend. He smirked as he watched as the host of the party glided down the stairs to his girlfriend, tied up-half naked and drugged up with the red substance the rich and powerful had been talking about, and yes, he did feel like he was on cloud nine. This "red happy pill" was a new product on the market. One of the masked females dressed beside him in an unusual vampire costume licked his ears and murmured sweet nothing. Gerald moaned as he forgot a

Malik turned slightly away now, as if recalibrating his understanding of the space. “That wasn’t supposed to be visible to you yet,” he said. Keisha stepped forward half a step. “Then what was it supposed to be?” Malik didn’t answer immediately. Because the truth of it was heavier than he wanted in the room right now. Finally: “A stress capture event,” he said. Keisha repeated it slowly. “A what?” Malik looked at her now fully. “Controlled environment disguised as chaos,” he said. “To measure how people behave when they think they’re not being measured.”

He muttered, taking a step back. " You too sir. " I replied, a small smile on my face. He returned it, walking out of the store. I watched him go, staring until his car got into his street and disappeared. Janet arrived moments later and with the look on her face, you could tell she had seen Alex leave and was just as spell bound. " Damn... He is hot!" She squealed, hurrying towards me. " Who is he?" She asked. I glanced out, letting out a dreamy sigh. " That guy... Is my crush."

"I am Maya Tracy, I am also 17 years of age, sexy, hot and naughty, I have always being a lesbian, I love dating girl's, and she is my type of girl, my crush and my taste, she still doesn't know about this since she knows too little about me, I defended her against her bully's, how dares she bully my girl, my Crush I must show her the stuff I am made up with, I really got pissed up when she called her a loser, then I lose it all and hit her real hard, I promise to show her the real demon in me, if she dares Bully her again