Sugar Rush Regular Show Novels & Stories

She sighed heavily as she sipped her coffee. “Hearts Jewels was built on respect and understanding, but these workers are absolute devils,” she thought to herself. Her phone vibrated on the table – a message from Echo: “I miss your smell, my sweet Purple.” A genuine smile crossed her face. She set down her phone and glanced at a small mirror on her desk, only to notice a pinkish-purple kiss mark Echo had left on her neck. She touched it gently. “I never thought this could feel so good,” she smiled at her reflection.

he chuckled as he asked her. “I heard,” Scar said. “Mouse, this is more like an audition than anything else.” He said softly. “An audition for what?” she asked as she looked around. “To find the perfect baby.” He said. “What?” She asked as she met his eyes. “Your friend must be one if she was able to get you in here. It is a closed event.” He said. “A baby, you know sugar, baby.” “A sugar baby?” She asked. “Sweetheart, you know nothing about any of this, do you?” he asked, taking in her wide eyes.

He was going to club to meet her and question her about what she did. At the club. Sabrina was dancing and swaying to the music while Selena was flirting with some dude. The upbeat music was blusting and everyone was dancing. She felt a like she was being watched but waved it behind and continued to dance to the music. The music suddenly changed and became romantic so she decided to leave the dance floor but before she could even take a step she was pulled back by a pair of strong arms. The man was Eric the guy she had kissed at the club yesterday.

“Bring me… uh… three large fries and a strawberry milkshake, peasants!” Sugar laughed so hard she nearly choked on her soda. “Oh honey, no. That’s hangry sass, not royal sass.” That’s when Prince Leon appeared, barefoot and looking entirely too good for midnight. He pressed a kiss to Sugar’s cheek like it was the most natural thing in the world. I rolled my eyes so hard I thought they’d pop out of my skull. Of course, Mr. Royal Broody himself had to show up just as Sugar was making me look like an idiot.

It was going to be fun taming her. "Oh, but I'm greedy for gold, every form of it, be it your pussy, wildcat" Her throat bobbed and she winced in the seat. My lips twitched and I continued, "And I was really having fun with the appetizers but we need to get into the main course now" She blinked and in a raspy voice, she asked, "What do you mean?" "You want to get rid of the rumors don't you?" I asked and she shot me a glare, of course, she did, desperately in fact.

After all is said and done, there would be no way that she wouldn’t go back with me. I let out a deep breath as I walked over to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. I saw a can of coca cola and grabbed it. For some reason, most of the drinks here tasted a little more different compared to the ones back home. Is it because there’s a hundred times more sugar? I don’t know, but a sugar rush sounded nice right now. I need a surge of energy. “This is weird…” I mumbled to myself as I looked around Keira’s living room.

Josephine POV My phone rang and I quickly answer the call…. No lecture today, so have been sleeping all through…. It was Andrena…. Don’t forget Sugar concert is tonight….. she screamed. Oh my gosh, I stood up preparing instantly… ***** The arena was alive. Thousands of fans packed the massive space, waving glowing banners with Sugar’s masked face, wearing T-shirts printed with his name, and throwing confetti every time the lights pulsed. The energy was electric. Andrena, Christiana, and I stood near the front, screaming our lungs out as Sugar performed.

I needed a bath, some sleep, and maybe a brain reset. My phone buzzed in the cup holder. Zuki glanced down lazily, then her eyes narrowed. “Who is Sugar Crush?” My heart tripped. The name “Sugar Crush” glowed on the screen. I snatched the phone so fast I almost hit the horn. “No one.” “Your ‘no one’ is calling.” I swallowed and, without thinking, slid my fingers through my hair, fluffing it a little. I straightened my glasses. My back suddenly felt too stiff so I sat up straighter.

Jenkins is cutting back on sugars and salts because of his health, but I'm starving, and I need a good hefty meal to keep me going for the next five hours before my shift ends. “Yeah, never mind. I'll have my usual.” I say making her chuckle. She turns her head and calls out my order to the cook. “Breakfast special, extra bacon, with a full-stack, heavy on the butter Cash,” she calls out making heads turn. I chuckle, nodding my head, and continue to prepare my coffee, grabbing two more sugars to pour in. “Uh, you already added sugar, Steven. One more packet and you're going to be in a big sugar rush all day,” she says making me laugh.

rolling my eyes so they wouldn't notice my stagger. "No, Mrs. Bailey. It's about Zaborowski Prime. You don't need to bother yourself with it!" it's Guinevere and her annoying scoff who answered. Desmond pulled her closer to him and they both strode to the entrance. Yes, after this, are you going to treat me to dinner?" I would like to just cut that hand that was snaking around his arm if only my sharp stare could turn into a knife, what a wonderful sight could it be. "Of course! What would you like to eat?" and that irritating sweet tone and aggravating smile, sighed how marvelous would it be if I could just shut them off.