Sugar Rush Novel Novels & Stories

“No. Because whether Vane is using me or loving me, whether his obsession is genuine or strategic I’ve already made my choice. And that choice is him.” Marcus’s expression didn’t change. “Then you’re going to die.” “Probably.” She turned and walked back toward the entrance. She was halfway across the warehouse when the gunshot came. Not aimed at her, aimed at the window behind her, letting in a flood of light, disorienting her, giving him the advantage. She ran. This was the moment where the sugar baby should have been helpless. But the sugar baby was a construction, and underneath the construction was a woman who’d spent her entire life learning how to run.

William whispered, his breath brushing her ear like a sin. His gaze dropped to her lips. Serena felt her heartbeat slam against her ribs, violent and uncontrollable. She shut her eyes for a fraction of a second. But when her phone suddenly rang, her lips accidentally brushed his. The world vanished. Only the burn remained. Their eyes locked, pupils blown wide, breathing ragged. William’s hand slid up her back, pulling her closer like instinct, like possession. Her body leaned toward him before her mind screamed... "Don’t!" They were a heartbeat away from a real kiss. From losing control again. Serena tore herself away as if escaping a fire, wiping her arm as though trying to erase the contac

"Jessica, you haven't been here in ages. She's the new college student who works at our shop—Lucy Lacher. Your husband recommended her." Then she turned toward the girl. "This is your sponsor's wife. Hurry and say hello." Lucy kept her eyes lowered, her voice barely louder than a whisper. "H-Hello." I couldn't help laughing. Wasn't she just flaunting herself moments ago, bragging about how someone pampered and spoiled her? Why was she shrinking into an ostrich now? Only then did I finally take the egg tarts she'd been holding out the entire time. I glanced down and frowned.

Two years into the business of being a sugar baby and all she got were low income earners who needed an extra juice for themselves and the only breakthrough she had experienced so far was being a sugar baby to a man in his late seventies, he was old and his appearance was irritating enough to make any girl throw up, but the money she got from him was paying most of her bills. It wasn't enough even though he was filthy rich, he led her on with the promise that once he gave up in his battle of survival he would give her the greatest part of his wealth. That alone was enough to keep her by his side. It was vicious waiting for one to pass on to inherit some wealth but that was her only hope of a

Fuck him. Right, I was to be his cook. The thought of being so close to him was thrilling—and dangerous. The annoying part was that I would be moving next to him. It's all for the better! "I really don't tolerate spacing out," he said, breaking the silence, his voice low and commanding. "I'm sorry, sir," I said quickly, shaking off my daze. Just as I thought I could regain my focus, a woman burst into the room—no, a slut. Her outfit screamed attention, and she rushed to Cassius, planting a kiss on his lips that made my stomach churn. What a cliché!

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.

She sipped on her cocktail and continued with her explanation. "That said, we have millionaires and billionaires as clients here Lorraine. That's why we keep it close. There are no sluts, whores, nor strippers in our list of sugar babies, almost all of them are socialites just like yourself. Most will want to have sex with you. While the older daddies, usually just want the companion of a beautiful young woman by their side. Just because they can. As for boundaries of sex, that's for you and your sugar daddy to talk about, and will remain private amongst you both." My turn on sipping my cheap soda. But she quickly ordered my favorite vodka cherry. "It's on me, just because you took your time

This book is a stand-alone, but you will understand the characters better by reading the books in order: 1. Sugar Baby 2. Sugar Daddy 3. Sugary Goodness "That's not how it is supposed to work Mr. McCain. Yes... I know you had paid a large amount of money. Yes... but our girl is still free to decide. It is quite clear on the agreement sir. Let's see, how about if I set you up with a more suitable girl for you? I'm really sorry about this. Why don't you take Jaquelyn to dinner first, anyplace of your choosing all expenses are on us, as a token of our apology. Then if you deemed appropriate, she will replace your previous one? And I will take care of everything personally. Yes sir, I understand

“Never… I’ll never let you sigh, howl and growl underneath the other men’s bodies, Eva Sweetheart… You only belong to me; you solely belong to Sugar Aquarius Minarto…” Sugar Aquarius pounced his Eva Sweetheart’s perfect, gorgeous, slim as well as sexily intoxicating body again. Their lips, mouths and tongues twisted one after another again. Their hands were seen exploring, travelling as well as adventuring on each other’s flawless, gorgeous as well as sexily intoxicating bodies. Hot bed was begun again. Words, phrases as well as sentences weren’t needed anymore. Sighing, howling and growling were soon audible throughout Sugar Aquarius’ personal room that night.

Her whole body shook with rage. The big man backed up as she stormed towards the door, but halfway there, she stopped. She turned around slowly, her glowing red eyes locked on me. "What’s your fucking business with this book, huh?" she growled, every word dripping with raw hate. My mouth opened slightly. The words were stuck in my throat.