Reading Is Sweet Novels & Stories

I took the note and read it: Let heaven and men and devils, let them all, All, all, cry shame against me, yet I'll speak. I kissed thee ere I killed thee: no way but this, Killing myself, to die upon a kiss. It was my favourite part of the book. The first sentence being the one I adored the most. I sighed, not sure how I wanted to go about my day. I've got to study, yet that picture I found kept bothering me. I needed answers.

I didn’t even know where to run next. I grabbed a glazed donut from the box, its sweet scent filling the air, and muttered a quick "Thanks, Henry" as I took a bite. The sugar and warmth spread through me, offering a momentary comfort. Taking a sip of the coffee, I felt the rich, dark liquid hit my senses, the bitter warmth mingling with the sweetness of the donut. I let out a satisfied sigh, my muscles loosening slightly. “This is good,” I murmured, savoring the taste. “Well, should we go and have a chat with Nossy? I’m honestly looking forward to seeing her again.”

“What would I miss? Your bitter-sweet words?” “Too many sweets will make you sick,” I smirk at her and she rolls her eyes, though she makes no move to put distance between us. Instead, she steps forward. Laney then taps the tip of my nose and I stare at her in shock. I’m not sure anyone has ever tapped my nose. “I think you have been reading too many romance books.” she grins. “You sound like someone trying to sweep me off my feet.” “Is it working?” I ask, my voice dropping.

‘Don't you think you are getting too excited? ‘I'm not excited enough,’ "Wait, you read my book?" Apple asked, scratching the back of her head. I gasped at the new revelation. She's Author Sugar?! I've read all her books! Scarlette giggled. "I knew you'd be surprised," no wonder she always got the first signed copy of the books. Sugar was next to her the entire time! "Hello, I'm Sapphire and I love your books,"

I hadn't even replied as she dipped her fork in my Reuben sandwich, and stab the tasty bits then pass her sexy lips and moaned, as she praises the deliciousness of the fattening meat and cheese goodness. "Oh my, I could be dead right now and die happily after tasting that. The grease, the meat, and that forbidden fat. It will go to my belly lining for sure. But right now I don't freaking care. You're a bad influence here Gary!" She said seriously but took another stabbed at my sandwich making me laugh. Then her food arrived, and she let out her sexy moan making me instantly hard. Damn!

I got you before so I'll get you again. Zack's Pov. That woman is annoying. Why did she come back here? We are here at the bar today with my friends. Many women seduce me but I don't budge. I won't shoot women until I've finished what I'm doing to Angel as if my monkey friends dare. "Dude what's up with the sweetness prank of a ZACK ERVIN, does it work?" crazy question of Zyrone. "Of course. Because we know that woman really likes me hahaha," I replied proudly to them.

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But he had chosen to leave, to disappear, to hide in the shadows while I ate his food and read his words and tried to make sense of a man I did not understand. I picked up the bread and tore off a piece, and the warmth of it spread through my fingers and into my chest. I dipped it in the honey and put it in my mouth, and the sweetness filled my tongue, and I closed my eyes and tried to remember the last time I had eaten something that tasted like this. 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.

Charles held out his knife and fork all ready to dive in. “the rate at which you love and eat sweets, I still can't wrap my head around the fact that you're yet to die from diabetes” Brandon teased but Charles only shrugs. “It's called being God's favorite,” Carlson added, taking a slice from Madam Grace. “Oh yeah .. tell me about it” Brandon steps back taking out some booze from the fridge.

Complaints about school. Pictures of food. A screenshot of a celebrity she thought was attractive. Normal things. Then I stopped scrolling. Three days ago, Sienna had sent me a message. Sienna: Girl, may gusto akong sabihin sa'yo pero huwag ka munang magalit. I remembered reading it. I had been busy that day, so I replied hours later. Me: Ano 'yon? She never answered. Instead, she changed the subject. At that time, I hadn't thought much about it.