Royalty Honey For Him And Her Novels & Stories

♧ASH (AKSHITHA) POV♧ Finally we are happy because our honey got her prince charming from the beginning iam doubting both of them because my mom used to say that sometimes hate will be the pillar to love because if someone loves a person there is no guarantee that how many times that they think of their love but if we hates someone we always think of that person that will result in love sometimes same thing happened in honey's life she always have a soft corner for him but she hided it from everyone she lied to herself finally she realized before it's too late I wish she get everything she deserves I dont know when iam fallen for nishanth he is a nice guy but I don't know whether he also hav

"Just a classic? For the VIPs?" "Not classic," Harper replied, her voice leaving absolutely no room for debate. She was already in motion, her hands flying across the premium spice rack. Her fingers wrapped around a delicate glass jar filled with vibrant, dried culinary lavender. Next, she retrieved a heavy jar of rare, dark forest honey. "We are using lavender. Wild forest honey sourced directly from Provence. And we will torch the sugar canopy until the surface cracks with the exact texture of shattered glass."

She stood up and went into the cottage, returning a moment later with a bundle of dried blue-bells and a small jar of thick, golden honey. "This is Moon-Blossom honey," she explained. "It won't stop the Heat—nothing can—but it will take the edge off the fever. And these flowers? Put them in your bath. They’ll help Félix stay focused so he doesn't just turn into a mindless beast the moment he touches you." I took the items, my fingers brushing hers. "Thank you, Maya. I don't know what I’d do without you." "You’d probably just accidentally vaporize the Great Hall out of sheer horniness," Maya winked, making me gasp in mock-outrage. "Go on, get back to your fortress. And Emma?"

I realized why he was kissing me slowly as he was passing the content he had drank. At the taste of it, I realized it was honey. When does honey taste so pleasurable? I never knew Italian honey could taste so good... I thought kissing every honey away from Sullivan's mouth, his lips gently massaging me and I would start wondering again. What manner of man was he?

It wasn't my first attempt. "Honey," Dad sighs, running his hand through his hair, "Your mate is no ordinary man," "I figured when I was levitating in the air," I mumble "He's royalty, an alpha king," Mom says. My eyes widen. I have heard of the stories of a young lycan king. He's strong and dangerous. He has powers, too, like the rest of the royal family, but his are outlandish. "Oh,"

Is it even healthy for me to be eating this much of it? Honestly, I don’t care. My wolf purrs whenever I’m savoring some, so I’m going to say it is a good thing. I lick my lips as I stare hungrily at the piece of toast while I slowly drizzle the honey across it. As I take a deep breath and inhale the honey aroma, my wolf once again purrs while he wags his tail. Why does the smell of honey have such an effect on us? Oh, I wish I knew why.

but when he thought no one was watching, he added honey. The first time I caught him, I raised an eyebrow. “Honey?” I asked with amusement, and he looked at his cup as if I’d betrayed him. “It's medicinal,” he replied immediately. “Sure,” I said sarcastically. “My mother recommends it,” he whispered quickly. “How convenient,” I said ironically, stifling a laugh. Arsel leaned toward me across the table. “Are you going to report me to the Alpha Council?” he asked mockingly. “It depends. What do I get in exchange for my silence?” I asked seriously.

My elbow dug into the bed, and with my still gaze on him, I pulled the toy down to my boobs, rubbing it on my nipple. “Ron…” I called out, my voice smooth and slow, impossible to resist. His eyes darted from my pussy, to me. “I need something thick…” My lips raised, as my tongue darted out, licking through. “Something thick spilling on my boobs…” His eyes dimmed, “You are tempting me.” “Of course…” I wanted him to snap after all. I thought I had reached my goal, when he stood up. I expected him to strip, get his dick on me, and release his thick cum on me but he reached the end of the room and pulled out a bottle of honey.

Lily asked, suspicion written all over her face. "Ohh this.. it's the royal apple that falls just two in a year gotten from Saudi Arabia, it has potent memory healing abilities and requires proper administration with no more than two people at room temperature". Sinai lectured, her bright smile extending widely to her cheek bones. "Why don't you let me do the feeding to her then". Lily was persistent, still not ready to believe Sinai's counsel. "You can't feed this to her, only people of royals, now pls do you mind giving us privacy". Sinai spoke out, a hint of annoyance laced through her tone.