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I swallowed hard while trying to control this sudden hunger inside me, which was making me hungry like a fucking vampire's thrust for blood. "It must be..." She began saying but I cut her off by slamming my lips against her. They taste so sweet like sugar and strawberries, making me want to taste them again and again like a drug addict, the sudden hunger inside me began to disappear making me feel bliss and warmth settle inside my heart. Jesus Christ. I'm screwed. Author's Note:- Hey guys, DO leave your comments below and vote for the book. love you all, take care. I*:- S.n_nina_arthur

I wiped the chocolate off my palm with my tongue. "Sara, are you starting a new story?" He seemed interested in hearing about my latest story. "Yes, I had inspiration for my new story last night." I told him with excitement. "So what's the plot of the story?" "Billionaire and his naughty authoress." My new book's title made him cough loudly. "Is it about us, Sara?" "No, it's a mixture of the two earlier stories I wrote." I was ecstatic as I told him about my new story.

While dozens of wolves with Renald in the front running on the street below us. “Sarah J Maas. She writes books about faes with great erotic sceeeeEEENNS!” The angel just took another sharp turn to the right. But a wolf jumped from the building on the right. Luckily, Renald had appeared –or as the angel said, winnowed, to the wolf and snapped its neck right then. “You have weird references, huh?” the angel continued, “Hold on tight.” “I’m already holding on tight!” “Then hold on tighter.”

Everything! I cleared my throat. "I don't take so much sugar", I said, avoiding the topic. "Oh! I thought I was the one. No worries. Next time I'll make it the same as mine", she didn't mind changing the topic too. We quietly drink the coffee when almost finished reading 3 pages. "I never thought you might have so much interest in novels. That too romantic novel", I couldn't stop talking to her. I wanted to know more about her. It became my curiosity and I couldn't stop myself to dive into her more and more.

"Once upon a time, there was a wealthy merchant who was not only blessed with riches and fortune but also with twelve children." Miss Yumi flipped to the beginning of the storybook showing six dashing men with muscly, chiseled features that reminded Cathedra of the ancient sculptures of Greek gods she often sees in books. Beside them were five beautiful ladies, clad in gorgeous dresses and excessive jewelry. In contrast to the five extravagant women in the picture, there was one beside them who was dressed in a plain and simple dressed, standing meekly beside her sisters. However, compared to the other five, with their flashy, attention-grabbing garments, sparkling jewelry, and make-up caked

i mumbled, the words hollow as they left my lips slowly, the doctor knew that I was tired and frustrated already. As Dr. Aaron walked away, i slumped into one of the hard plastic chairs in the waiting area, my head in her hands. Natalie’s words replayed in my mind on a loop. A new start. A new life. Could i really do this? Could i become someone’s sugar baby just to make ends meet? A married man with kids and wife or is he divorced? The club had been my last resort. I had told myself it would only be temporary. __ Robert leaned against the marble counter in the grand lobby of the luxurious hotel, tapping his fingers in a steady rhythm. His eyes scanned the room, restless, searching for somet

She had no idea I owned this place — that I was fucking wealthy. Honestly, I loved how naturally we had clicked since meeting. Women flocked to me because of my money, but Sophie was different. She didn’t know who I really was, and I liked that. She was with me for one obvious reason — to have sex. Or was it? Maybe my money played a part too. “Is this your house, or?” she asked. “Yes, this is where I’m staying while I’m in London,” I said, not wanting to prolong the conversation.

Probably. He takes jam from the container and spreads a questionable amount on it. "How does that taste in your mouth?" I ask when he takes a bite. "Hmm?" "All that.... Sugar..." "Good." I shiver and shake my head. "I could never." "It tastes just like spice to you. You love spice don't you?" "Spice is way better than sugar."" "No it's not. Sugar is..." He exhales. "God!" I burst out laughing and I snort. My hands fly to my mouth and Alaric bursts out in full blown laughter.

I ran after him, My head throbbed from the earlier injury, but I didn’t care. “Professor Winsley!” I called when I caught up in the dimly lit path behind the stage. But he didn’t stop…. I felt confuse when touchlight blind my eyes…. I try to see but Sugar was gone…. Then I met Elara kissing Professor Winsley so hard. I was wrong very very wrong….. Professor Winsley is not Sugar. They are two different people…. Sugar is a fucking rich popstar that can buy Professor Winsley, his girlfriend and this whole school…. Why Professor winsley only survive with my dad investment….

Two years ago, Purple Hearts—the sole heiress to Hearts of Jewels, one of the world’s most lucrative luxury conglomerates—walked down the aisle to marry Alex Hawthorne, a man whose reputation preceded him like a storm cloud. Cold-hearted, reckless, and a notorious playboy spoiled by generational wealth, he was everything her family warned her against. But Purple saw none of it.