Mad Honey Novels & Stories

“Magic, maybe? Who knows? It’s one of the biggest mysteries here. There are a lot of strange things happening in this forest.” “That’s kinda eerie,” Alex murmured. “Oh, come on,” Miranda said. “It isn’t all that bad. This place is like a giant supermarket. Plenty of meat, fruits, berries, mushrooms… I think today is the honey season. I bet the hives are getting fattened up right now. Oh, and the prim peaches here, they’re the best. There’s lots of fun stuff going on here too. Well, if you get used to the beasts and meat-eating trees.”

The cafe had a homey feeling to it. The place radiated a golden aura reminiscent of honey. The walls were adorned with warm tones of amber and gold, creating a cosy atmosphere that wrapped around you like a comforting embrace. Soft, mellow music played in the background, adding to the soothing ambience. The menu boasted a delightful array of honey-infused treats, from honey lavender lattes to decadent honey drizzle pastries. The furniture, crafted from rich wood and accented with honey-coloured upholstery, invites you to relax and savour the moments spent within this hive of serenity.

“Come on. One more stall. Then we’ll head back.” I nodded, forcing a smile as she pulled me toward a stand of candied fruits. “Two of the honey ones,” Maddie said, passing a coin to the vendor. “And make them the big ones. My friend here needs the world’s biggest sugar rush.” I rolled my eyes but accepted the sticky treat when she handed it over. “If I go into a coma, I’m haunting you.” “Please do. The shop could use the publicity,” Maddie quipped. We laughed again, but the sound barely lingered before the wind shifted—cooler, sharper, carrying something uneasy. A shout echoed somewhere behind the stalls. Not loud, but strained.

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.

They were definitely decent as a gift. Judging by the happy expressions on her parents' faces earlier, they were also pleased with the gift. But what Mindy brought over… Cynthia remembered noticing that specific brand during her price check. It was considered the Hermès among honey brands. Each jar contained whole honeycombs that were meticulously hand-cut and glistened in liquid like molten gold. As for the price, it was absolutely outrageous. The price for one jar was so expensive that it made her inhale a sharp breath when she saw it.

Roxy said while getting up "I'm going to get me a water bottle you want one" "yes" I said while rubbing my forehead i usually don't eat a lot of sweets, because when I do I get mini headaches; like a sugar hangover. I looked on the bed for my phone to see it had fell, I reached down for it, but a hand grabbed it before I could "aaaaaahhhh" I screamed while standing up on the bed, Roxy came running in holding two water bottles "whats wrong" she said looking up at me I pointed under the bed "someone is under there"

Shit, what is that yellow thing below? "Ahm, you have to shake it. The honey is in the bottom." Suddenly, Nate promised me. I looked at him. Is my face that obvious for him to notice? "Ahh... I forgot they don't put honey in this in Manhattan." I answered that although the truth is, I have no idea if it has honey or not. "They always put honey on Macchiato!" Misha squealed in my earpiece. "I mean, I always have my macchiato without honey." I take it back and I feel like I want to strangle this venti. It's the size of a pest! Can I use it up? It's like a coke party now.

I promise you will enjoy it, she said, beaming with so much joy. She's not wrong, Akira muttered amused. Hazel has never seen anyone so happy to be a maid she thought, shaking her head. Hazel picked the bread tentatively, she took a bite. Then another. Then she was devouring the entire tray like a starving animal. Piper watched with joy and satisfaction “Good right?, chef Marco makes the best honey bread in all the territories.” “It's incredible”, Hazel said between bites, not caring how undignified she looked. Slow down,Akira scolded. You will choke and embarrass yourself.

He shivered visibly and pulled the blanket higher around his chest. “You want to know the worst part?” he whispered. “I loved you. Even while I was killing you, I loved you. I called you honey because that’s what you were to me. My honey. My everything. And I destroyed it. I destroyed us.” Tears slipped down his wrinkled cheeks. He did not wipe them away. He just let them fall, his eyes fixed on the space where I stood.

It was rare enough to know someone who had actually gone to Iridian, and I had never heard anything that suggested my Mom might know someone. "Try this one! You'll love it." Helena flashed me a friendly smile, plucking one of the decanters from the bar cart. She grabbed a small crystal cup and perched it on her lap. The liquid was a deep shade of honey, and looked quite thin in comparison to some of the other liquids. "Is it alcohol?" I asked, smelling the contents of the glass. The honey-colored liquid smelt like toffee and freshly roasted nuts, with notes of cinnamon and clove. The depth of smell was unlike anything I had ever experienced before.