Jodi Sugar Novels & Stories

There's no way I'm gonna do long distance relationship like I did with 'her'. I took a break before dating Jenny, Maddy's friend who has had a crush on me since forever. She's an heiress to a hotel chain but also a fashion designer who has a boutique here in New York. Which is great- she's here, she's nice, and she has her own money so I don't have to experience the same sob drama I had with my ex wife. But the thing is, she's not fond of young children. I skipped dating after that, getting tired of the continuous failure in love and relationships. Perhaps I'm not meant to have a woman in my life.

Tommy sat down on the edge of the couch next to Jodi. Matt waited until Jodi finished drinking. “Whatcha drinkin’?” “Hot chocolate, if you must know,” she sneered softly. “Not orange juice,” he remarked. “I’m tired of orange juice.” “Have you eaten?” Jodi pressed her lips together. “Surely, you didn’t come over here to discuss my eating habits.”

"I'm 33, I'm done with the whole one week-two weeks fucking thing. I want a real deal." I scoff at the irony of that, "A real deal? From a sugar baby agency? Are you sure you're at the right platform? Shouldn't it be a match-making agency or something?" But damn, 33? He's too young to be a sugar daddy. Why won't he do things the conventional way? I'm pretty sure the girls will be lining up from here to the next country if he advertises the offer. He shakes his head as he laughs, "I know I'm at the right place, but I can't tell you more until you sign an NDA."

This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. The sole purpose of this book, “Sugar Love of The Mafia Boss” is solely for entertainment purposes. It doesn’t provide a guided view or direct anyone to pick things up. The intention of this book is not to hurt anyone’s belief and emotions.

Stop Sugarcoating, Baby Calliope Syndey "Casy" Fryxell is a Mathematics teacher in Felghana National High School. People don't know that she is lesbain. Unfortunately, she is living in a country where being a part of LGBTQ+ community is strictly prohibited, and anyone who will be proved as a part of it will be punished to prison, or 100 lashes. Casy needs to sugarcoat in order to save herself. Everything is fine until she met Kataleya "Kate" Carson, another teacher, English major, was hired in the same school she is working.

Shantal pulled her eyes away from Alex and asked, “Sent who back?” “Arvin,” Jodi sips his coffee, staring into his cup. Next to Shantal, Alex frowns. “Why would you do that?” Jodi avoids Alex's eyes and meets Shantal's instead. “I had to. I realized…I realized I didn’t want him anymore. I don’t want a fake boyfriend. I want someone real.” “But he was real—“ Jodi shakes his head, “He was a doll. A perfect doll. His Chinese was better than mine, but I don’t want perfection. I want…”

Jodi was too. After Victor finished outlining his plan, before Terrence could respond, Jodi raised her hand first. "I want to go too." Both Victor and Terrence looked at Jodi. "Why?" Victor wasn't keen on letting Jodi get involved. Jodi was a righteous person. Victor was going to trick someone. He was worried she might cause trouble for him. "That woman called Susan Holt sounds despicable. How about I help you make her mad?" The fastest way to get in Victor's good books was to step into the role of his friend.

She used her body like a language. Not crude. Not obvious. Just strategic. The way she arched her back when he was inside her, making him want to go deeper. The way she whispered his name like it was a secret only she knew. The way she pretended that his obsession was the most beautiful thing she’d ever experienced. Because here was the truth about being a sugar baby: it wasn’t about sex. It was about making a man believe that his desire was actually her desire. It was about turning his need for her into the only thing that mattered.

(Blaze) Light and darkness. That was what we are. I was the darkness that could swallow my best friend’s daughter whole if I wouldn’t be careful. In Natalia’s white bikini, she shone. She was light and sin combined. She had no idea how she could affect any man with those delicious curves, how she was tempting the hell out of everyone to have a taste.