She Found Her Honey Novels & Stories

Honey has been through so much, and it is not fair that she is having to fight this fucking monster. Honey thinks I will just walk away from here. Not now that I have found her. I have been searching for her for the past five months. Her once beautiful eyes were full of life, but now they are dead. The world is on her shoulders, but I could see the resolve in her.

The message was from Hades. Are you awake? Her heart skipped a beat. She hesitated for a moment, then quickly typed back, Yes. The reply came almost instantly: Can I see you outside? She sat up, brushing her hair back, suddenly feeling wide awake. Slipping out of bed, she grabbed a sweater and tiptoed out of her room, careful not to wake anyone. The hallway was silent, and the faint glow of moonlight filtered through the windows as she made her way to the back door.

"Blaire, it seems you don't take our words seriously. I told you that we can marry you and give you the title, but we won't attend the wedding regardless of who you choose. "Yet, you're still making such a big scene. Aren't you afraid of becoming the laughingstock of the entire city? "I'll give you one last chance. Go to Northend and buy Tammy's favorite chocolate doughnuts from Sweet Haven. If you can deliver them within 20 minutes, we might consider attending the wedding." Blaire was at a loss for words when she read the snobbish messages. That bakery's chocolate doughnut required hours of waiting in line. She had no intention of buying them at all.

She leans a little back from me, not knowing what had been going through my head just now. I gaze into her beautiful baby blue eyes. She is so beautiful - if only she was not broken. “ I had - I had a little sister too. Veronica. I don’t know what happened to her. I don’t know if they killed her or not. I don’t know anything but I think they did kill her or else she would have been in the hell with me. ” She starts ranting in a deranged, helpless state and I can’t do anything other than to watch her going through a breakdown.

“Tell me, Jakey. What happened?” “Ma…” he sobs. “I did the stupidest thing I’ve ever done. And I don’t know how to fix it.” He takes a shaky breath. “When we got to Artemis after searching for Kayla, I caught her scent. Chocolate and vanilla—my mouth watered. My wolf and I bolted for the woods. And there she was… like she’d been waiting for me. Sunlight through her hair, caramel skin glowing. She ran into my arms like I was the only wolf in the world.”

Her tongue then spirals upward, to the left, to the right, but finds nothing. When Luke informed her that she had one minute left, she dipped her lips in virtually every portion of it until she stopped when something sticky touched her lips, and when she ran her tongue over her lips, she realized it was honey. Prior to the timer's expiration, she licked, chewed, and cleaned it. She raised her face when she realized she had done it, and the sound of the timer filled the room. "I'm amazed. You did discover it," Luke remarked. "Add two more," he said.

We walked through the small door and took a seat on a small booth, a lady who looked nothing like Honey, walked toward us, unlike the red headed girl sitting opposite to me, a blondie, tall girl stood in front of us. "Who's your friend Honey?" she asks her in a cold voice. "My friend, she fell while hiking, and I'm helping her," Honey says, but her mother growled at her, she must be pure dog and stupid. "I'll get you the food, but don't turn this into a charity organization," she says and walks away. "Lovely mother of yours," I say looking at her retrieving back. "Let's hope yours is nicer and would come get you before your real scent gets out," she says. "My scent?" I repeat. "My herb mix,

Jerry squatted in front of me, rubbing my belly, “How can I find another woman? If having you is more than enough. I'm not the old Jerry, I really thank God to have a wife like you. A wife who can be everything and is so perfect. " My tears just dropped then, I quickly wiped my tears roughly. "Can I call you honey?" I said with teary eyes. "Yes, of course." END Thank you for reading, and following this story. Once again, thank you. Maybe a lot is still missing too. Thank you.

Two months later, Dewy Honey Shop's business was only improving. More women kept coming in, and I became more and more proficient. Today, a new customer came in—a young girl no more than twenty years old. She timidly walked into the shop, her eyes red and swollen. She had clearly been crying. "Do you really have that kind of honey here?" She asked in a low voice. "What kind of honey?" I pretended not to know. "The kind... that makes men obedient. " She blushed. "My friend introduced me to this place."

A little tired of bouncing, Heloise flapped a pair of arms and ran up and through the building and flew into the kitchen like a butterfly. "Ouch, miss, this kitchen isn’t the place for fun." Jane quickly stopped her, "Come on, come on, out with Jane, dear." "I want to gather honey! I want to harvest honey!" Heloise yelled, knocking her head towards the cooking bench as she struggled. Jane rushed to embrace her, Heloise's eyes flickered, and before Jane regained her senses, Heloise had smoothly dropped several pills into the water bottle. Nobody noticed what she had done.