Joker Vs Sweet Tooth Novels & Stories

"If you want to kill someone, kill me, I was the one who took everything from you, Isabella had nothing to do with that." "No" she screamed in desperation "you can't do that to her." I took advantage of Robert's attention being diverted to her by her scream and moved a little closer to her trying not to draw attention to myself. "I think this is going to be a lot of fun" he spit out without stopping smiling, how he wanted to wipe that disgusting grin off his face. "Whichever one of us dies tonight the other will suffer for it which makes it wonderful, but I think you will suffer much more watching her die."

"Too much sugar will make your teeth rot and nobody likes a guy with rotten teeth" TJ frowned, seeming to be in thought, then he asked, "Will baby not like me too?" Aito's brow twitched due to annoyance but he still answered. "Of course. I don't like boys with rotten teeth" "Then take it back" he said, quickly handing Aito the cookie. "I don't want my teeth to rot" Aito was stunned. Did TJ like him so much? What a cute sweet kid. Aito ruffled his dark hair and smiled. "Don't worry. You can have this last one okay?"

"Sorry, I zoned out. I will have whatever he is taking." "Sure thing, give me a moment."The waitress said, giving me the same smile she gave Satake before turning and walking away, leaving the two of us alone again. "I ordered matcha. Something tells me you are a sweet tooth kind of guy. Are you sure you can handle green and slightly bitter?" I felt like he was alluding to something. The devious smile he had on his face as he waited for my reply echoed it in volumes. "I'm a warlock Satake. Even a love potion tastes like shit. So trust me, matcha has got nothing on me."

"She's a handful when she's drunk, sorry if she put her hands on you by mistake." The joker swallowed and shook his head. The skull face's grinning face contorted into a grotesque glare. He caught the Joker's cheeks in a death grip; the long sculpted fingers were also painted in skeletal bones. "You try to mess with something that's mine and I'll mince you into tiny little meat cubes and ship it to the nearest supermarket. Get it?" He nodded, and then the Skull face twisted his fingers and the joker yelped but of course, no one could hear him over the loud blast of music. The man scrambled away, I was pretty sure he would make a run for his car.

"What's the matter, can't you guys handle losing?" "We've only just begun, who wins and who loses is still uncertain!" Jackson stood nearby, retorting displeased. Kirin sneered. "Give it up. You guys... can't defeat Black Widow..." Natalie's skills were beyond what these ordinary people could contend with. That "Red Rose"... could only embrace the agony of defeat! Back on the stage again. Leading the pack is a seasoned competitor known as "Falcon," and following closely is a heavyweight motorcyclist named "Sweetie."

“Because sweet sounds a hell of a lot worse than awesome.” He rolled his eyes. “Awesome would’ve been an obvious lie. No one would’ve believed you were awesome your first time off the bench. Bad would’ve been bad. But sweet... Sweet is good.” “Sweet is good?” I repeated, staring him down, trying to ascertain if he was lying. He nodded, staring right back. “Trust me, sweet is very, very good.” “Okay,” I said, relieved to hear that, at least. “I guess I’ll take sweet, then.”

Joker wheezed out between his chuckles. Shooter punched him in the jaw faster than I could see and Joker's head snapped to the right. His laughter stopped in and instant and he stared at his older brother as I shifted nervously. Shooter was a hot head and violent but Joker was insane. A fight between them would be bloody and deadly. "STOP!" Pres commanded as Joker stepped towards Shooter. Joker paused and looked at his Father. "Your Brother is right. This isn't funny." Pres spat at his second son who sent him an eerie smile with blood running down his chin and mouth.

he said smiling at me "We can just take it slow" ••••••••••The END•••••••••••• Thank you guys soo much for reading my book it means soo much to me. THERE IS A SEQUEL FOR SWEET CHOCOLATE!!! IT WILL BE COMING SOON PLEASE BE ON THE LOOK OUT FOR IT

I glared at James who was stuffing his face. “What?” He mumbled around a mouth full of food “Why can you not be sweet like Chad?” “I am sweet, but Chad is just next level. He is the future Alpha after all” I scoffed at him and turned back to Jill who was smiling at Chad as she ate her food. I really hoped that she could recover from what ever happened to her. I was hoping to ask her about it tonight, but after seeing her meltdown I have decided not to. I will leave it and let her talk when she is ready.

she brings out the jar of cookies from the deep pocket of her robe and opens it. If you are a fan of Steve Harvey’s Think Like A Man, Act Like a Woman, you would understand the double meaning of the previous paragraph. “Oh, thank you so much, Kayola,” Keevan grabs the cookies and stuffs them into his mouth, downing them with the medium-sized bottle of milk. “You must be hungry,” Kayola observes. “Didn’t you get the extra food I sent?” she asks. “I did, sweetheart,” Keevan says and Kayola feels her nipples harden at the sound of ‘sweetheart’. “It’s just that I find your cookies irresistible,” he says and looks into her eyes, simultaneously licking his lips. Kayola feels herself go wet with de