Honeytoon Novels & Stories

I clenched my hands tightly. Panic gripped me as I recalled the helplessness I had felt in my dying moments during my previous life. When I felt the strength returning to my palms, I was finally certain—I had been reborn. I glanced at the clock, knowing I would be informed that my house was on fire soon. Right on cue, the phone rang. It was our neighbor, Paula Klein. She yelled, "Caroline, get back here! Luna and Liam are home napping. Emery just left, and he isn't picking up his phone! Hurry!"

It has been ages since I baked anything, but I was willing to make the fruit tarts perfect just to make Henny’s day. “How about we drizzle a little bit of honey on some of them?” I said, carefully picking up the jar. “No!” Henny shook his head. “I can’t eat honey. It makes me sick.” I froze. “It does?” He nodded. “I can’t eat fish and nuts too. They all make me sick. Grandma said I am alle…alle…” “Allergic,” I finished. “I had no idea that you had that many allergies. I am allergic to honey too.”

Once I am able to get Odette’s venom to heal my final wound, I will give her the world and everything in it. The buzzing of my phone jolts me out of my thoughts and seeing the caller ID, i immediately answer. “Hello” “Hello, Mr Zach” the man’s voice filters through, “we are calling to congratulate you on signing the contract. Will you be available this weekend? We are hosting a party and we will like all our important partners to be present” “Of course, Mr Han. Just send me the details and I will be sure to attend” “Welcome on board, Mr Zach”

’ Gulping, I peeked at him and tossed another question, which I regretted soon. “How much?” “500 Toli.” (Toli is the name of the currency. 1 toli= 10 dollars) The heart of capitalism stopped beating for a second. Subconsciously, I pulled my hand out of the gold honey! “This is so expensive!” I shouted as soon as I pulled my hands out of the bowl. “You’re spilling it!” Hogan warned. I raised my hand and felt so guilty when I saw the expensive honey dripping down my arms. “What a was…”

Kyle rushed through his morning meetings and tidied up some stuff so that he wouldn't have to be back for a long time. He couldn't wait to get back to his little pain in the ass, princess. He touched his inside jacket pocket to make sure the box from Harry Winston was there and patted the packages on the seat next to him.

“For our little visit to The Honey Trap.” “I see,” said Cassandra, giving Aaron a funny look. “What’s The Honey Trap?” Zoey asked, still groggy eyed. “It’s-” Cassandra began. “We’re just going to have dinner there tonight,” Aaron answered, holding up a dress to Zoey’s body. “In that?” both women asked together. “You wanted to be in on what was going on,” said Aaron, swapping out the dress for a different one.

Maybe that's why he was chosen to be the one to train all the Scarletts. "You can only call him Honey. Not Mr Gunn, not his first name, just Honey. Only Honey is allowed." I laugh thinking how awkward it would be during our first meeting next month that I have to call him Honey straightaway. "He would call you B," he ignores my laugh as he always does, being totally serious during our class, "Which stands for Baby. Or Bee the zzzzz. I'm not sure myself but it will be B for you. Or anything he feels like calling you. But the default would be B so whenever he calls B or mentions B, that would be you."

I took my phone inside my pocket and check my emails and messages but there was still no sign of Hilary yet, so I decided to come for a visit. I bought a two-box of a delicious donut, which is her favorite dessert. I took one bite in one of the donuts. The taste of a freshly produced donut is so light and airy with a sweetness that just is too good. The outside tastes much like a sweeter version of “white bread”. However, once you get to the middle of a very traditional type of doughnut, the flavor profile changes drastically. Now I know the reason why they called it a gift from God. Nice!

Likewise, he had Elliott in an observation tower that surveyed most of the zoo in case Wigdon decided he preferred another mammal this evening. After the debauchery at NYC, Aaron had done his best to recruit better Hunters. He hadn’t made a lot of headway, but he did have an older gentleman named Rusty and a woman named Connie on the team now. Both of them were in position, paired with Hannah and Eliza respectively. Jamie was nearby in reserve, only there at all in case someone was injured. Rusty was a bit slow, and Connie was hit or miss, but both took direction well, which his teammates appreciated. Not having any argumentative teammates was a plus from their perspective.

She didn't have to wait for her replies because she already replied. From: Honey <3 : Damn you, my babies why did you drink it? : Anyways, it's okay tho how many did you drink? : Don't drink all of 'em I still haven't take a sip on the beer that I worked hard to buy. Xyneth laughed at what she said and she replied. To: Honey <3 : It's already six out of twenty. Damn, why did you buy so many of these and it tastes good, I feel that all of my stress washed by the beer that I drank.