Sugar Style Novels & Stories

Carson, another teacher, English major, was hired in the same school she is working. Will Casy continue on sugarcoating despite of what she feels for Kate? Or will she pursue her love and face the inevitable death? - Title: Stop Sugarcoating, Baby Written by: aristeia_maria 2020®

" I looked back to face him. "I have money. More than anyone can imagine. I own a house in Italy, Birmingham, Sweden, New York, California, and in about a few days here. I sold my last one. So I don't want to hear what you have and what makes you rich. I want to know what separates you from half those other rich idiots out there." He was taken back. "You have a bad attitude which probably explains why you're here with that phony. You have nothing special that every other female here doesn't have. So maybe you should be telling me what's so great about you." I walked a few inches towards him so now we were eye to eye. "I am Sugar, that's what's great about me." It was like something clicked i

Then I sat back and relax in the open-air patio. Damn! This is heaven, I've been waiting for this moment since this morning. I slowly draw my cigar and enjoy the fine taste of the tobacco. My brain was busy thinking what did I get myself into. This sugar baby thing was definitely not my style. But I got to save my brother's ass. Me and my morals...Damn!

As long as my source of happiness comes from Serena, I don't mind smiling every second. “Please make me coffee in a small cup. No sugar, dear.” I replied with a gaze that did not leave her beautiful figure. Serena turned around, her small lips chuckling. “A little sugar won't make your muscles disappear. Besides, I use corn-based sugar, so it won't cause cholesterol.” I put the book on the table and stepped closer to her. My eyes didn't stop scrutinizing her fiery-looking figure as I ignored her advice. One new thing I learned today: Serena really cares about the nutrition that goes into my body.

Ace asked with confusion. Marching closer to him, Crystal picked up the bowl of soup, filling the spoon and bringing it to her lips to blow on it. She watched as his eyes followed the movement of her hand, and her lips as she spoke," You call me Sugar. I will only answer to that and not Crystal." He frowned and looked up at this, straight into the glittering challenge of her hazel eyes. In the next moment, Crystal sipped the soup and soon brought her mouth to his. His mouth parted in shock as they liquid flowed between their mouth...

“Didn’t you say you also disliked tea?” “No, I…”Mykhol laughs, caught off guard. “No, Ana, you’re not wrong, I don’t.” “Then,” I continue, “Naska will.” I return, locating the jar of sugar.“And, how much cream and sugar would you like, Naska?” I pause, waiting. “I…? Sugar?” Naska looks over to Mykhol, lost. her cheeks growing red. “Ana,” Mykhol only shakes his head again.“Have you suddenly forgotten? Sugar is a luxury.” Mykhol sighs, looking back at the sweets. “Naska wouldn’t know how much, let alone, have a preference.”

Sweet, addictive. “Who are you?”

Chelsea asked hesitantly. "Of course, why wait? It's time for you to turn a new page with a new job. How much is your salary at this café, anyway?" "But I'm not ready to spend the night with a man." "Yeah, I know that, but I'm sure you can start with the initial steps. Olive once told me that being a sugar baby doesn't necessarily mean going straight to a room and servicing the man who hires you. In the beginning, you can accompany him for meals or outings, chat with him, or even go karaoke. Don't jump to the core of the matter right away if you're not ready, but if you're looking for something bigger, you'll naturally have to spend the night."

“I can do sweet.” “Really?” The thunder from the last lighting finally rumbled. The storm was still several miles away. “Give me a sample of sweet.” “Sugar,” he said in a dark, silky voice. He wasn’t even looking at her. With nothing but his voice, he was melting her bones. If she didn’t get him up to her room— “Maple syrup.” Shannon blinked. “Huh?” “Honey. You wanted sweet, I’m giving you sweet. Chocolate cake.

The ranch attendant who was in one of the horse’s stall peeped out and said “that’s a fine chose ma’am, Brown Sugar is a ladies man, most ladies love him and he just loves sugar, here give him some and see him fall for you instantly" he stretched out his hand continuing cubes of brown sugar, Amber reached out to collect it then she approached Brown sugar gently, Todd wasn’t far off, he walked behind her watching her every movement closely.