Sugar Sugar Rune Pierre Novels & Stories

I screamed as the world seems to rotate I closed my eyes and await the pain as I hit the floor "Gotcha" His deep intoxicating voice sounded near my ear I shivered and smelled his manly perfume mix with aroma of beef and it kind of make a good smell,I know who it was even before I opened my eyes "Thank ya" I chuckled and opened my eyes slowly and just as I thought it Leon "You welcome my Lady" he replied jokingly I giggled "Hmmmm" the nurse cleared her throat as to remind us she's still here "She still have 10 more steps to go" she said to Leon

She cried asking no one in particular. 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.

I said quietly. There was a pause on the other end of the line, then Natalie practically squealed with excitement. "THE BILLIONAIRE’S SUGAR BABY! Emma, do you understand what this means? This is a new beginning for you! You could live in luxury, ride the best cars, wear the best clothes. Don’t you want to make your ex beg to have you back? And what about your so-called friends who turned their backs on you? You could have it all! Doing this will change your life. It’ll change your mother’s life!"

The first piece she cut, she handed to Andrew. "I don't like sweets," he said, holding a cigarette. "So many issues," Isabella muttered, picking up a fork to eat herself. Black Swan is a high-end brand of cake, and its taste was naturally good. Sweet but not cloying, it melted in the mouth. After eating a piece, Isabella still wanted more. Licking her lips, she said, "It's very sweet and not cloying. Are you sure you don't want..." Before she could finish the word 'eat,' Andrew kissed her.

“Not to brag, but he is one of the most sought-after alphas in this realm. If your father is here, he can vouch for him. Dominic is wanted by many women in the city. With our family’s strong genes, he is sure to provide you with a son who can shift unlike you. You are too weak, but that won’t be a problem. My son can strengthen-“ Lord Martinez didn’t get to finish the rest of his sentence. His screams resonated in the hall after Blaze stabbed his hand with a fork. The General was half-mage, half shifter. With the latter’s mana, Martinez couldn’t free his hand even if he wanted to. “Disrespect my mate again and I will make sure you will be unable to use your filthy tongue for the rest of your

A deeper, brutal split, jagging across the silver. I pushed forward blindly, every step echoing too loud, too slow. My vision blurred, edges glinting as if aurora had bloomed around every torch. Golden rings shimmered and then collapsed into jagged lines. Inside the parchment, there was no portrait, no dried flowers. Instead, folded so small it should have been impossible, was a torn scrap of parchment. My pulse skipped, then pounded as I tugged it free. The ink was old, smudged, but I recognized the rune immediately. Severing Moon. The same rune the elders had accused me of corrupting. But this wasn’t whole. Half of the sigil was missing, torn down the center.

"Well, I run on a treadmill 20 kilometers a day every day. Even so, the one that arrives at this shop first every year is always you." The purple-haired girl then raised a spoon to block Pierret's attack in time to protect her remaining sweets. "Yeah I do. If it’s about food, your poor routine legs are no match for my appetite wings... I used to dream that when I recovered, the four of us would get to run together again in some summers ahead." As Pierret got to this point in the talk, the two of them took a break from the ice cream crepe battle before she continued.

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!"

He melted on the inside. "Sugar ~" Sunny whined, putting his head on his shoulder. "Yes, sweetheart? What is it?" Hosun raised his head and pouted ever so cutely, again. "I want something, pwease~" he said softly, playing with the hem of Yoonjin's sleeve. "Ask me anything. What do you want, sunshine?" Sunny smiled a little and put his head on Yoonjin's shoulder again. "Sugar , please say yes, okay?"

She used her body like a language. Not crude. Not obvious. Just strategic. The way she arched her back when he was inside her, making him want to go deeper. The way she whispered his name like it was a secret only she knew. The way she pretended that his obsession was the most beautiful thing she’d ever experienced. Because here was the truth about being a sugar baby: it wasn’t about sex. It was about making a man believe that his desire was actually her desire. It was about turning his need for her into the only thing that mattered.