Save Me A Lollipop Novels & Stories

I looked at Michael, and as he watched in surprise, I tore up our soaked marriage certificate into shreds and tossed it into the sea. In the final second before the seawater swallowed up my body, I smiled in his direction and said, "I don't want you anymore, Michael."

“You look less murdery already.” I snorted. “Thanks?” She tossed me a granola bar from the little woven bag she’d brought. “Eat something. You’ve been pushing too hard lately. You’re gonna turn into one of those scary stoic wolves who forget how to smile.” “I do smile,” I said, unwrapping the snack and taking a bite. “You smirk,” she corrected, then leaned forward dramatically. “Now me? I sparkle. I bring joy.” “Sure you do.” She stuck her tongue out, then popped open a little metal thermos. “Also, I brought tea. Ginger, chamomile, honey. Mom’s recipe. I snuck it from the kitchen. We’re living dangerously today.”

I tap my chin with my finger pretending that I'm thinking about it, "That didn't sound like you asking." "Can… I… see?" Ahh, see who is really in charge here? I slowly lift the edge of my shirt, showing him the wound’s no longer there, and if he's surprised, he doesn't show it. He doesn't react at all for someone who was desperate for proof. He unwraps the lollipop and holds it in front of my lips, which I part just wide enough for him to slip it into my mouth. Oh. It tastes like sweet, sweet sin.

‘Mommy said that I shouldn’t simply take things from strangers. “Little girl, I’m not a stranger. You can call me Grandpa.” Dillon squatted on the ground, trying to make himself look kinder and approachable. He grabbed Melody’s hand and handed the lollipop to her. “This is a strawberry-flavored lollipop. Little girls love this flavor. Do you want to try it?” Melody licked her lips. She was drooling. She could not resist this temptation as she looked at her favorite lollipop, feeling hungry.

Lolli Pops is a smoker… she is only about Aldo and Candy’s age, but she must smoke a lot because her voice has that raspy sound that comes with a pack-a-day habit. A knock on the door to the fitting area backstage reveals Aldo with a bouquet of red and purple flowers for me. There is a lot of fuss and ooh, and ahhing and “aint that the sweetest” going around, but our eyes lock on each other as he is let in and Lolli lets go of the last clasp around my arm with a smile and nod and I run into his embrace. Thankfully he thought to open his arms and wrap them around me in a way that won’t crush the flowers. “In those boots we are the same height!” he laughs into a kiss. “You are so god damned se

"Daebak! Incredible rapid progress. Gosh, I did not expect, I did well even quite well in my opinion. No wonder Nana was addicted, it was so fun, indeed." "Aigoo ~ What would it feel like if the lollipop is in mine? That bastard man's lollipop looks like a giant lollipop. I'm sorry God, I'm really curious for this time to feel what it's like to give a dip place for that lollipop," Amanda muttered to herself.

but where’s the fun in that? Fun—by which I mean the overwhelming nerves that almost make me gag. Still, I lean down and dig around in my bag, my hand wrapping around another lollipop. I look at it. Cherry flavor. My favorite. Do cherry-flavored condoms exist—NO. Think of other things. Slowly, I remove the wrapper from the lollipop and feel my body getting warmer and warmer. The stick feels pathetic in my mouth, and when I put it in the wrapper and dump it in my bag, I stare at the purple lollipop a second too long.

I don’t want to get blackout drunk—just enough to dull the razor edge I’m straddling. One of the other girls grabs my arm and leans in. “You look like you could use a pick-me-up, not a downer. I’ve got something for that, if you’re interested…” I raise my eyebrows. “Yeah?” She extends her hand, fingers uncurling to reveal an innocuous white pill. “Molly,” she says. “Violet.” She giggles. “No, the drug. Well, it’s a cocktail pill. It’ll pick you up like ecstasy and set you down gently when it’s done…” She winks. “I’m Sav.”

Still slightly drunk, she fumbled around in her pocket, muttering, "Hmm? Where's my candy?" A woman in the crowd said, "Do you need candy? Here, take this." It took Sophia some effort to open the lollipop. Just as everyone thought she was about to eat it, she stuffed it into the man's mouth instead. The man was unprepared, and the lollipop almost knocked his teeth out. He felt bewildered as he looked at Sophia, breathing in the scent of alcohol coming from her, "Did you save me?" Sophia was in no mood to answer him. She felt even dizzier after catching a breeze. She wanted to find Elliot to coax her to sleep. She had used up all her rationality to save the man and simply wanted to sleep.

"I have no regrets about abandoning my miserable life just to be with you in the desert. Though I may have been a half breed and failed to see you as my mate after Ethan fooled me, I have always known deep down that you are the one I've loved, and will continue to love." “Is that really you?” I asked. “Did you come back to meet me again, Harriet?” With tears streaming down her face, she nodded. "This time, I will be the one to rescue you, Lucas." As she leaned in for a kiss, I realized she was indeed my Luna. She believed I had saved her before. Now, she had returned to save me. ** ** The end…