Honey Ouran Novels & Stories

Omegas deserved the same respect as anyone else. Alina reminded me so much of Owen. Both were arrogant, self-absorbed, condescending, and dismissive of others. Luckily, before the tension could thicken any further, someone broke the silence. Orion spoke up with a light grin. “Would you like to try some lunar nougat? It’s a delicacy from the Lycan territories, only available once a year during the Silver Lantern Festival.” He lifted a hand to signal one of the festive jesters weaving through the crowd with a silver tray.

"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."

Orion smiled despite himself. The woman disappeared briefly behind her stall. When she returned she carried a small honey sweet. She carefully placed it into Camille's tiny hand. The child stared at it. Orion raised an eyebrow. "Can she eat that?" The woman laughed. "It's honey and fruit." The woman gently offered Camille one finger. The baby immediately held it. A smile crossed the woman's face. Camille stared at her with complete concentration. "You'll grow up and do wonderful things." Orion looked at his daughter.

What was even more terrifying was that countless translucent bees were buzzing within the containers. They had no wings or mouths, so they closer resembled wisps of distorted souls as they swirled rapidly around the blurry humanoid mass, greedily feeding on it. My mother's voice echoed behind me, cold and indifferent. "Heart-Eroding Honey is made by extracting the soul essence of the greediest and most corrupt men, brewed in the beehive using a special, secret method. When they were alive, they exploited others to the fullest. After they die, we transform their desires into the most powerful temptations. Their bodies will become eternal honey sources until they are completely drained dry."

Hoor told him everything happily. Arhaan was happy about it, but he glowered at the last part, "Sweeter than me?" he asked looking at her with a stern look. Hoor went red in a second. "Umm..." Hoor started, but Arhaan bit her red plum cheek. "There shouldn't have been a pause." Arhaan said and bit her other cheek. Hoor tugged at his hair and kissed his lips. They were gazing into each other's eyes and kissing. "You are the sweetest." Hoor said. Arhaan couldn't look away. She was hypnotizing him with her clear soul sucking eyes and her plum red cheeks.

They were one. He didn’t give up hope; he had asked Allen for help. He knew he had connections everywhere, and he would definitely find him. 2 weeks did it take him. Two long weeks! But he was overjoyed now that Allen had finally called him and told him he had found him; he just stumbled almost to get to where he was. He wanted to see him again and wanted to apologize for his behavior that day. He felt guilty now that he was a few weeks further, and he now understood how the boy must have felt. Allen had informed him about his name, age, school, and where he lived. He had followed him for a week to get all the information Sebestian wanted, and now Sebestian was here to find him himself. He l

the other adds. I give them both a quick once-over before returning my attention to my drink. They aren't twins, but they look similar and most likely went out of their way to find matching outfits for tonight. "Is that supposed to be a joke?" " I inquire. "No," says the person who introduced herself as Honey. "Those are our given names." "Our industry names," Sugar says. "You know... it's what we're known for." "And to which industry are you referring?" I inquire.

“What?” “Yes sir. Apparently, we are her oracles. She made it so I can draw the scene.” I said holding up the drawing pad. “And Liz sees the whole picture as like a video of sorts.” “I never dreamed I’d be alive to see an oracle of the Moon Goddess!” Alpha James exclaimed. “So, you believe us?” Liz asked. “Of course, I do! There are many books that tell of different oracles through the ages and how coveted they are. We cannot let anyone know about you two.”

Lorez seems to notice this and speaks up, “She smells delightful doesn’t she? I researched that your kind are attracted to the scent of melody bee honey from the land of Rashan. I had some imported a few week ago in anticipation.” The man has certainly been busy. I don’t like that he knows such a facts about vampires, but thankfully that is not a fact toward me. The honey is nothing but an enjoyment for me, so at least he won’t have an advantage with the knowledge. I need to be more wary of what he might know though.

But those things seemed to ring in his friend’s ears, because the blonde hummed in acknowledgement. “I understand now. The strong smell must have come from the Drosaria… I didn’t know Drosaria grows here,” Darrion said, lowering his nose but his face still showed slight discomfort. “Drosaria grows around Higurashi! Like a plague!” Rin laughed. “We import the Drosaria from there and they know we use it for the repellent, so we always accept the tongue only.” “That’s nice to collab with another village,” Jai commented with a smile.