Sugar Novel Novels & Stories

she said. They were already there. --- *End of Book One* *The story continues in: NEVER SAY YOURS: THE HOLLOW WAKES* --- *Dulce De Leche writes dark romance from a tiny desk in a tiny town. She believes in love, monsters, and the power of a well-pulled tarot card. This is one of her first novels. It will not be her last.* --- ## Author's Note

Dylan was still unsure of everything but he knew for Noah he could do it. As he touched down on Sugartop Mountain he instantly saw just how small of a scale it was compared to all the other realms they had been in previously. It was warm despite being a ski resort but this would have been exactly what Jill wanted. The resort seemed to be populated by living sweets. The snow was made entirely of powdered sugar and all kinds of living cakes and sweets could be seen leaving the log cabins. The cakes and sweets all strangely resembled people. Dylan couldn’t be sure whether it was how they were created or whether this was their own doing.

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She simply smiled at him not giving him his expected reaction. "Bruno, you really seem to be forgetting." She paused then continued. " I am a sugar baby and there is no shame in what I do or who I do it with. I have no one to impress or to disgrace. It's just me and the money." She had no idea how does lines fell off her mouth. She was certainly never proud to speak about what she did but she was not going to let Bruno have a win in this. "I'm quite busy and having a good time with my friend, please excuse us." She said and walked passed him making sure that her shoulder hit against his.

Not willing to give all the details, she just stared at the ceiling and sighed. “ If only I can just see Ten thousand dollars as my account balance right now,” Sophie thought aloud which made Kayla chuckle and make a joke about getting a sugar daddy for Sophie. Sophie couldn't remember the joke but had grabbed the word sugar daddy. She knows what sugar daddies and sugar babies do with each other and she knows what that kind of relationship entails.

It was clear that all she wanted was trouble. "I can clearly see that you're not doing anything. Your only job in this mansion is to cook. So could you please tell me; just what exactly are you busy with?" Arya sneered while she said those words. She hated those that didn't value or take their job seriously. Seeing that Suzan was silent, Kayla clicked her tongue and rolled her eyes at her behavior. Everyone knew that Arya was a servant like them a while back and some didn't care. She was their new employer, it was her luck. What she didn't understand was why Suzan would spread some rumors about her to tarnish her reputation.

Instead, it was a text from an unsaved number, though she knew exactly who it was. “Still thinking about my taste?” Sloane gasped, her grip tightening on the phone. Her heart hammered against her ribs, and a sudden, traitorous heat flooded her pelvis. She wanted to block the number, to scream, to throw the phone across the room. Instead, she stared at the screen for five minutes, her breathing becoming shallow. She didn't reply, but the seed of craving had been planted. That evening, the mandatory league mixer arrived. It was a high-end event designed for networking, filled with wealthy donors and arrogant executives. Sloane hated these things, but she had no choice. She wore a sharp, tailor

Rose wouldn't say anything either, simply asking 'what's wrong' with her sentence. "Finished, Sugar?" Rose's body jerked. The tone was too cold. However, it must be underlined that the word 'sugar' has a different meaning. Rose didn't understand what Theo was thinking. Hot and cold were like two camps that forced her to stay in a warm state, to balance the two different sides that Theo showed. From the moment Rose recognized Theo as a strange person, she should not have been surprised by such a fact. Even if the fingers began to move creepily, brushing the surface of the thin cloth-clad back.

Paul chuckled, "yes." Connor is looking at him so sticky—Paul is also a charming sugar baby. He walks away, but the voice of Connor calls him. His footsteps halted, and then he looked back. "How is your jacket that is stained by a coffee?" Paul breaks the silence as the other Vozinelik replied with a sexy tone. "It's okay … how about you bring me a coffee too?" The sugar daddy hunter cannot resist his request. Paul brings him a moderate bitterness and sweetness coffee—just like Connor's preference. Getting the cup with an under-liner, Connor likes it.

A man that would make his insides heat up and make love to him passionately. Jun bit his lip as he thought of all this. He sighed because he might never find that perfect man. Sighing, he began to read the erotic novel. ~ Jun remained in the library for more than an hour, still reading that particular novel that had the longest and most sensual chapters.