Sugar Trap Novel の小説・ストーリー

There's still some hidden cash in the house. The next morning, before it was even light out, Nora's voice rang through the house. "Clara, get up! Are you really going to lie there all day?" The moment I stepped out of my room, she pushed a cup of dark liquid toward my mouth. "Drink it. It'll help you get pregnant!" I couldn't dodge in time. A few mouthfuls went down, and I almost threw up. "I'll drink it myself. You go do your thing."

My family was still buried under hundreds of thousands of dollars in debt, but I had a kindhearted, foolish mother, and a father, who had walked through death's door and emerged just as resilient and forgiving as before. I also had a wealthy creditor with a sharp tongue and an impossibly soft heart. Life was messy, but as long as we kept holding on to one another, somehow, even this damn life had started to taste a little sweet.

EARLIER I can't leave her alone at a time like this, not even when she wants to. SABRINA POV Have I ever mentioned before that I have a sweet tooth? and everything there on the try in front of me was everything I needed in life! Cakes, tarts, coffee, doughnuts! This is heaven!! Though everything here is my favorite, still I couldn't get my mind away from Seleb and Isaac. To be honest I'm much more relieved now that I know that they are not some kind of mafia but government agents. I feel much more secured now.

We made our way further towards the trap when we heard a voice, it was a female voice and mind you it was the most beautiful voice I've heard, even in her scared state....she started blabbing about how she doesn't taste sweet or how the gods won't accept her flesh, the most funny one was her sayings no one will buy her organs as they won't work without her, she thought we were carnivores, she must have really been scared, my parents and sister fell into a fit of laughter but I just managed a smile, the soul must have been scared and I was the one

Caroline's stomach twisted as she relaxed. Intense nausea followed, and the acidic sensation in her throat became unbearable. Scott's gaze gradually turned cold. "I didn't expect you to be so lucky." Evan sneered, the malevolence in his gaze growing. "Lucky indeed. On second thought, I might have to thank you after all." Scott frowned. "What do you mean?" "If it weren't for you forcing me to play this lowly game, I might not have remembered things from the past."

She pointed to the jar of sugar placed on the table. Hearing the word "sugar" Zren, Xhyne, and Zhen's bodies suddenly stiffened, they stopped eating and all looked at the jar of white sugar placed on the table. The memories of the terrifying horror movie they watched last night started to creep them out. The movie they watched was entitled, "Sugar." The story all started because the protagonist dumbly consumed the hundred years old sugar that she found in her new house. However, little did she know that it was a cursed sugar that later on caused all the mysterious and scary events that happened in her life.

He had no idea who the lady is and what she wants from him. "What is your fascination with Calvin Bruce?" He felt her fingers caress his face. "Kelvin Bruce? I don't know him." he said feigning ignorance. He heard the lady sigh. "You are not even a good liar. Don't make this hard for yourself and tell me." The voice sounded cool and seductive, yet threatening. "I don't know him." He felt a slap on his face. This was a man's hand. So they are other people in the room. How many were they? He shivered. He could taste the metallic taste of blood in his mouth with just that one slap.

he winked. Back in my apartment, there was no peace of mind. I was thinking. So many things were on my mind, ranging from the unhappy divorce to my little cupcake. Johnny was the little cupcake I thought about. Although the pain from divorce hunted me, there was always a glimpse of a smile on my face whenever I remember Johnny and the subtle naughty things we did earlier in the day. I couldn't just wait to set my eyes on him again when he comes around the next day.

Taking a healthy bite out the sandwich, I watched her fidget in her seat. "Please keep an open mind. Hear me out before freaking out." That was the worst way to open the conversation, and she knew it. Zoe grimaced and held a hand up. "Let's try this again. Okay." Wasn't a question, so I continued to eat and wait. "Do you know what a sugar baby is?" "Not quite, and before I say the wrong thing, please explain," I deadpanned. My mind screamed whore, but I knew better than to judge things in a harsh light before having all the facts.

My Nine lives were coming up. 5 YEARS AGO.. As a woman, people have certain expectations and sure have a lot to say about us. How we dress or what we wear. Limiting our abilities because of shoulders and what we do when the workday is done. But when you have the mind of a genius you have the ability to destroy and concur. And that's what I did and what I am going to do. But I was no businesswoman who is fighting for a CEO job. I was no housewife trying to repair things with my cheating. But most of all I was no Mafia leader or falling for a Mafia leader. I was Sugar. And I get what I want not caring who it hurts in the end. Because all people ever do is disappoint and ask for more than given