Le Petit Chose Novels & Stories

"Traffic near the campus was brutal because of the graduation rehearsals. Besides, I brought gifts." "Gifts? Maverick, I'm trying to empty the apartment, not add more things to it," I said, though I couldn't stop the smile from spreading across my face. "Relax, it's not heavy," he said, reaching into the pocket of his hoodie which he had dropped onto a chair. He pulled out a small, rectangular object wrapped in simple brown paper and handed it to me. I took it from him, tearing the paper open carefully. It was a book. Specifically, a highly technical manual on advanced software architecture and data structures. There were neat, small sticky notes poking out from almost every single chapter.

He released my neck before lifting my two hands above my head and capturing them in one hand, rendering me completely helpless before tugging my jaw upwards with his free hand. "Oh Snow, you don't know what you do to me." I shivered at those whispered words just as he finally covered my lips with his, trapping my husky moans in. Excerpt from; His Little Snow [18+] ©Josephine. C. Ivy

“This place is very beautiful. I never thought it would look so pleasing. From the outside, it looked … simple. For a minute I thought I was in the wrong place.” “Well, that’s why it’s called ne juge pa. Do not judge” A waitress came over. “Can I take your orders?” she asked. I picked up the menu and frowned. “Soupe ? l’oignon. Cassoulet. Rat- Ratatouille. Rat! They serve rats?” I whispered to Prince . He bit his bottom lips and smiled. “Two Coq au vin, the flamiche, salade nicoise, crepes, a fruit tart and chocolate souffle with a bottle of red wine” he says to the waitress. When she walked off, I spoke.

“A special recipe to change your destiny. Bouche du Mer….” Celestine grinned. “Sound great!”

“And if you’re smart…” “You’ll keep our little secret.”

She glanced around, then moved silently toward a small staircase that led to the second floor. There were three doors up there. One of them was slightly open. “Huh?” she murmured, stepping closer. She peeked in and saw it was a study. A smile curled on her lips as she slipped inside. The room was lined with two tall shelves, one on each side. A desk and chair sat neatly in the center. “So he does read, huh?” she whispered with admiration as she strolled to one of the shelves and pulled out a book. Night Sky with Exit Wounds by Ocean Vuong.

He asked, pulling me over him. I reached down, placing my lips at his ear. “Mmm, sexy shopping,” I whisper,” I need new lingerie and toys,” I added in a purr, biting his neck. He groaned loudly. I knew he would like that sound of that. “My sexy little tease,” He said, swatting my ass. “And you love it,” I giggled. I pecked his lips and jumped to my feet. Jake pouted at me when I did. “Come on, my love, let’s go shopping,” I smiled.

A small note had slipped out with it. Will you be my girlfriend?

His eyes, deep and unreadable, locked onto mine, stripping me bare. He licked his lips, teasingly slow, before reaching out to twirl a loose strand of my hair between his fingers. His voice dropped to a whisper, low and possessive. And then he repeated it for the third time, though I wouldn’t be able to forget. “I missed you. I had to see you, Pookie.” And then his lips met mine. Soft but urgent. His breath mixed with mine as he tilted his head to claim me more fully. My heart pounded through my ribs. Electricity buzzed from my lips to my toes.

Dawn greeted us with a radiant embrace. A bevy of spirited wolf maidens stepped into the chamber. Cradling wooden bowls brimming with crystal-clear spring water, the young maidens approached with a tenderness that calmed the air itself. They bathed me with such care, as if they were polishing sacred stones. Once cleansed, they presented a vibrant red fruit, mashing it into a rich, scarlet nectar. The shaman entered, her presence as commanding as the moon's pull. With a dip of her finger into the crimson liquid, she painted a crescent moon upon my brow.