Sugar Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

The rich sweetness of the chocolate cake melted on her tongue, offering a satisfaction that eased the tension in her heart and made her tummy happy. “So sweet… I have been craving this”. She hummed and swung her legs happily like a child. She had an idea to enjoy the sweet moment by reading a book Jessie had recently added to her library on the novel app M********r. The title, *Don't Toy with Me, Sexiest Man of the Year* by Luchi Luchy. She chuckled at the accidental marriage proposal to the female lead and began reading more chapters, quickly finding herself drawn into the story. The escapism of the novel was exactly what she needed, the intriguing plot and rollercoaster of emotions combine

Hello, Oot is here (Read O-o-t, not 'Ut,' hehe). I am an exclusive writer at Goodnovel Indonesia (Exclusive Goodnovelist). The original version of 'My Possessive Sugar Daddy’ (Indonesian ver) is my first novel on this platform and reached 1,2 million readers when this English version was published. The success of this book made me chosen as one of the Authors of the Year in 2021. By the way, this book has been completed since November 2021. And this February 2023, I decided to make an English version due to several requests from global readers both on I*******m DM's and in the comments session.

Leaning against the doorframe, I finally let out a long sigh of relief. Suddenly, before I could fully relax, a shrill commotion erupted down the hallway. "Where's Ruby Lawrence? Where's that old hag? I heard she struck it rich by latching onto a wealthy man. Tell her to get out here and see me right now!"

━━━━━━✧♛✧━━━━━━ Paris, present I woke up with the scents of memories nailed to my nostrils. An unconscious armor to the smell of cigarettes that would inevitably come in through the window late at night. For a day now, my pastime has been all about keeping an eye on Adam Arnault and awaiting Amelia's return regarding the money. However, having the memories of my childhood revealed in a dream awaken me to yet another almost lost preoccupation in my turbulent mind: flowers, perfume, and travel. " The local flowers no longer entice me..."

“Go back inside.” “Rude,” Sugar said cheerfully, sipping her soda. “I was just coming to see if you two wanted midnight snacks. But clearly, you’re busy smoldering.” She did exaggerated air quotes with her free hand. I clutched the robe tighter around myself, cheeks flaming, lips still tingling like they knew what almost happened. “We were not smoldering!” “Sweetheart, if that wasn’t smoldering, I don’t know what is.” Sugar grinned wickedly. “You could fry an egg with the tension out here.”

I was disgusting. Lusting over underage kids? Fuck. Disgusting. "Put them back." I finally say when she rants some more. That's when she looks at me as if I said something ridiculous. "Why?" She's curious, but a moment later she shakes her head, "No. I'm not a gold digger." "You're a sugar baby." "What?" She is even more surprised, and then she puts her hands on each side of her waist, "Excuse me?" "Sure you're not a gold digger but you used affection to make me buy those things. You're a sugar baby."

But I never wanted a thing from him. I don't want him to buy me jewelry. I don't want him to take me on expensive dates. I don't want money from him, I just want to be with him. So why am I labeled as a 'sugar baby' then? Lucy says others are just jealous. I'm dating a hot and rich man, which is a reason for them to be jealous. I'm not using public transport but a goddamned Mercedes to go to school. Maybe she is right and they are just jealous, but that only reflects on me. I'm the one who wants to be invisible every time I walk down the school halls or when we have a lunch break.

The cake shop prepared different types of cupcakes as examples and Emma asked Jazlyn to choose. "It's just a cupcake, Jazlyn. And I don't think there are so many variants," Emma said casually looking at the rows of cupcakes that were made. "I really can get fat like this," Jazlyn mumbled softly. "Of course not. It's very low in sugar. Try it," said Emma who had brought Jazlyn closer to the row of cupcakes on the table. Jazlyn had already sighed and was starting to stare at all the very tempting looking cupcakes on the table. "Okay. Let's try."

I jump backwards with a hiss, cupping my throbbing lower lip. “You bit me.” The naughty vixen angles her head, those plump lips curling in a vicious smile; “That is what you get for trying to exclude me.” She lifts her chin and continues down the hall, “come on, husband! We don’t want to be late.” Sometimes I forget that I married a hellion, a rebel and a mule-headed woman all wrapped up in one body and delivered in a hot red bow. *** Cream and Sugar is the usual upscale cafè. Wealthy business men and women are perched in private booths, probably discussing the rise and fall of the stock market while sipping overpriced coffee.

She nodded her head and kissed the back of her hand. “I am sorry darling. I would never leave you again” Paula sighed and drifted to sleep patting Zachary. Zara stared at Paula and remembered the reason for her return. She still couldn’t believe the sudden turn of events in her life in just one month. Author's note : Hello cuties....... I am so happy to announce about my third novel. I am expecting to release it in two months. I can't reveal the name yet but the genre is romantic mafia story. And we are just 30 chapters away to complete this book. His Sparkling Sunshine