Ohshc Honey Novels & Stories

Heira chuckled when Xyneth uttered the word 'honey', "If my brother found out that you called me honey and I call you honey, he would definetly devastated and he'll be jealous for sure." She chuckled, "I know." Xyneth opened her fifteenth beer without getting drunk, well she already drunk a hundreths of alcoholics so these is just nothing to her while Heira has already drunk sixteen of the beer and she's already drunk. "H-how come that you're still on your right m-mind?"Asked by Heira who was pointing at her. Xyneth smiled at her, "I used to drink hundreths of these, I've already tried a lot of alcoholic beverages to ease my pain so this is just nothing to me."

The honey was rich and golden, with a floral undertone that reminded me of summer, of flowers, and of warmth that had nothing to do with fire. I could not remember the last time I had eaten honey. My mother used to buy it from a merchant who came through our village once a month, a small pot that she would ration carefully, using it only for special occasions like Birthdays, Holidays, and days when the sun was shining and the world seemed like a place worth living in.

I couldn't let him and Nina see each other, so I hurriedly ended the call. When I didn't answer him, he assumed I was still mad at him. So, he placed a jar of acacia honey beside me. "I flew all the way to Southlake to get this for you," he said. "Don't be mad anymore, okay? I heard it's good for your skin." I stared at the jar of honey, but ironically, all I tasted was bitterness. At the hospital earlier that day, Summer had held ten jars of that same honey in her arms, looking both surprised and delighted. "Malcolm, I only mentioned it once. You actually flew all the way there to buy these for me?"

Caleb waits for a while before trying to clarify anything with Alistair, and his order actually comes in, so he picks up the room delivery, opens it, and takes it to Alistair who is a picky eater to lick so that the natural sugar from the honey can help stabilize his blood sugar level. “I don’t like honey at all, so I won't lick it,” Alistair refuses and Caleb almost loses his temper, but he calms himself down and goes to the table to find a cup, then he takes a large spoonful of honey, mixes it with water to create a soothing drink for him before going back to him. “You have to drink this, otherwise I will force it down your throat myself,” he says to Alistair, but he still shakes his head.

"Save him, please save him!" The Finches had the most qualified doctors and medical team in Aquastead. Jonathan would surely have a way. Jonathan's gaze softened when he saw Rose's helpless pleading and he immediately called Harmony Hospital without wasting a second.

"Yes, I did. My throat feels much better now. The honey you bought is really good. Even your grandfather, who's not fond of sweet things, finds it soothing." Melody smiled. "I bought it from a beekeeper in the countryside. It has much fewer additives than those processed ones. It's pure and natural, so you and Grandpa can drink it without worries. I'll buy more next time!" Meanwhile, Lucas was still playing with Melody's hair. For some reason, Beatrice was glaring at him.

Sitting on the table was an elegant tumbler with a small note beside it: “Warm honey water to help ease your hangover.” Hazel smiled faintly. This was the first time she had gotten drunk since moving in with Cassandra, and embarrassment immediately washed over her. She pulled out a wooden chair, unscrewed the tumbler, and was greeted by the sweet aroma of honey. She took a sip, and the warmth instantly soothed her queasy stomach and irritated throat. Once she felt considerably better, Hazel quickly freshened up and stepped outside the pavilion.

She thought to herself shakily. Alex frowned deeper as he continued to inhale the wound. "Lemon," he muttered as he breathed in. "Bleach. And..." He hesitated. He sniffed again. "...Honey?" He looked at her, now so confused. "Why does your blood smell like honey and ozone?"he asked her, still confused as to why. "Ooh, it's the fertilizer!" Zara blurted out so fast. "From the roses! I was holding the stem earlier, you know, before I cut myself. It's uh... a special organic fertilizer, one that is Honey-based." she added.

I still couldn't comprehend how she managed to not show any sympathy for me, I mean the way she acted and joked around like her husband wasn't on a spiritual death row. "I'm sure she did but she could be nervous sometimes and that's certainly not a good attribute in a healer. " Selena took out another jar from her bag. "Here, open your mouth." I did as she asked and felt her pour the honey like liquid into my mouth. "Honey?" I questioned her. "Yes Alpha, though you might underestimate it but it's very important for your recovery. It's certainly not a cure but you would find it useful. "I guess I would, the taste is much sweeter than my marriage." I spat.

"How were you able to identify it at all?" Dennis seemed to remember then that she was still fairly new to the operation and he calmed himself down to explain. "You see, Miss Months, every item in Olympus's storage has been tagged with a Doomsday beacon, which as the name implies, is only activated when said item is activated in a such a manner as to be classified as a doomsday.