Novel Sweet Novels & Stories

It smelled like dust and old paper, and the fluorescent lights above flickered occasionally. Raven was sitting at a table. Several folders were spread in front of her. She didn't look surprised when I entered. "I was wondering when you'd come." I closed the door behind me. "That's a little creepy." She smiled. "So I've been told." I walked toward her. "What do you know about Mia Bennett?" Her expression changed. Not much. But enough. "You first." I laughed softly. "No." "Then why should I answer?" "Because you're the one investigating her."

“Marry me sweet.” ~>•<~ Can you give your author a review.

It was just as sweet as the iced candy canes back then. In his life, it seems that there were only two times of sweetness, but these two times of sweetness can wash away a lot of the bitterness of life. With just one glance, he was mesmerized by her. Byron was right, Sin City was a lot prettier and more interesting than Serena, but he knew very well that no one would ever again feed him ice lollies when he was covered in filth, or ask him to drink milk when his life was in danger.

No more Gerald's name in my story. Hehe, surprise we got in front. Xixi. I give you a clue. If you remember which country David is from, then you will know which country Rara is in now. (The clue in the prequel story) This story from Sweet Series : -Sweet Mistakes (book 3) this is actually book 3 lol. - Sweet Temptation (Book 2) Who is David and how is All Rara's lying before. - Sweet Desire ( Book 1) How Rara and Gerald met for the first time.

It was like I was flying in the sky with a lot of floating cotton candies as a cloud. I surprisingly moaned against our kiss and I frowned once her taste slowly subsided. I fluttered my eyes open, seeing her grinning at me. Her eyes were full of heaven as she looked at mine playfully. "Let me estimate what you just said theoretically," she began, winking at me. "You said you're a sweet tooth, right? And sweet candies and cakes are like your vitamins for your sweetness. But given that I saw you checking out my body not so long ago, you are starting to lust for me which is against the rule of a sweetheart, right? So is it the reason why you're avoiding me?"

ah not really, I'm not that hungry" she says softly and I scoff. No way in hell I'm going to let her leave without eating. I pulled a chair out for her to seat in and then I sat next to the little angel Ophelia, she looks up at me with a huge smile on her face showing off her perfect white teeth. " good to see you again Sweet Angel" I say and she covers her face in awe at the nickname I gave her. Luciana looks between both of us confused "did I miss something?" she asks

Hehehe Anyways, all I just want to tell you is that don't be obsessed. Whether the person you love does not want you or you are in a relationship, keep obsession out of it. Love is sweet. Taste it ~Author Honeybeehive POV~ Thank you for giving my book a chance, couldn’t have been more grateful. I am really glad I could write this book. I hope one day, when this book goes popular, I will be here to celebrate with you. Thank you once again. Don't forget to check my other books♥️

So what are you doing here" "I came to get to novel" "Same here,a new novel precisely, titled"TO THE GIRL I LOVE"by Author Blessing Adebayo"he said looking into her eyes while telling her like be was passing a message.. "Same author,mine is"HIGH STAKES OF LOVING ME"she said smiling as she got his message his was trying to pass.. "Wow, it's name really looks intriguing" "I bet it did"she looked at his hands and saw a teddy bear,"it's doesn't seems like this was the first place you came to today"

I told him. “I will and always love you sweet caramel.” “Locus I’m….i’m pregnant, you're going to be a father.”

I'm frozen, skin burning, chest heaving. He leans in one last time, his whisper threading through the noise. "Consider yourself saved." Saved. The word tastes bitter. Because it doesn't feel like salvation. It feels like exposure. Like humiliation. Like he just made me a pawn in a game I swore I'd never play. Before I can say anything, the bottle clinks again, laughter spilling over me like poison. The circle closes in, hungry for the next victim. But I can still feel his mouth on mine, his whisper in my ear, his eyes warning, daring, promising all at once.