Pulp Fiction Honey Bunny Novels & Stories

He absolutely adores Charlie. In the first year, I secretly hired investigators to look for Chris. Jason found out and, ironically, had been doing the same. One day, after the umpteenth cry in the shower, I realised I had to stop. It was killing me. I started a honey company. Raw honey, candles, beauty products, even surf wax and tent sealant. We opened a small shop six months ago. I study business now too. Next year I am focusing on operations to smooth out the issues in the company. I have taken bookkeeping courses and now manage both my books and Jase’s.

her for ten packs of instant noodles. A woman consumed by love, once pushed into darkness, was not to be trifled with. Even Ray had to bare his teeth. A woman like that was too dangerous to hold close—she might turn the blade on him in the middle of the night. But Honey stood again, swaying slightly, as if drunk. Her clothes were soaked in blood, giving her an eerie, almost seductive appearance. She smiled at Ray, her lips curling. "Let me use your bathroom to clean up. In return… you get to have me for free."

The police had to get involved, there were two police cars out the front of the diner. Ducking under the police tape, Damien stepped into his diner, he was feared by everyone, humans, wolves and vampires alike, he was known as the Blood Alpha and that was not just because Blood is his surname. Her sent hit him sending him into a short sense of euphoria, he had finally found her his mate after, eighteen years of searching he had finally found her.