Sugar Vs Spice Mga Nobela at Kwento

I was hard again down there. Damn! "The money, it's too much. I don't need it anymore. The Russian was paid, I was supposed to be done with this sugar thing. But you're too fucking sexy to resist." I grab her neck and pulled her back for the kiss, she peeled her lips from mine moments later.

she answers getting up from the table and looking through the spice rack. She comes back holding the saffron and sorrel. McKenzie watches as she sprinkles them both on a pancake and then folds it again before adding the syrup. She pops it in her mouth and close her eyes as she savours it. “Aren’t you still having the same amount of sugar? You’ve just added spices” he asks Her eyes pop open and she looks at him blankly “is there a problem?” she asks as she sprinkles another pancake with spices. McKenzie shakes his head “as long as you are enjoying them” he concedes taking a sip of his own smoothy.

He is coming back in the next chapter with lot's of spice and sweets (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧ ser feliz 🌹

Wyatt chuckled. “Careful Moonbeam, she's been known to punish unruly patrons with her concoctions,” Sug just shrugged and beamed up at me with a raised brow. I let out a breath before I walked away and swore. I knew Bri liked spice and not just one kind. She was asking for Maria to put her through the wringer. Isabella looked at me with disdain, that chica was a hard one to win. I rambled off mine and Wyatts, usual as rare an occurrence it was to be able to shoot the breeze here she knew our typical choices. When I added Zoey's order she raised her brow. Then I told her.

The girl stared at me puzzledly while I stared at the person from one of my favourite story books Scarlette gave me. Scarlette gave me a book once. She said it was a fairytale book for kids but I truly enjoyed it. The story was about the sugar fairies in the land of sweetness. Sugar fairies mostly live to bake pastries and sweet things. They literally live for happiness and celebration, and were the creators of the sweet people. The story was about Apple, the princess of the sugar fairies and her sister, Candy. The Sugar Emperor had two wives and both had daughters on the same day but Apple was older. At first, they grew up as sisters who loved each other until their brother and heir to the

Silver glanced at her before asking, “Are you not busy with work lately? How do you have free time to visit Wiltspoon?” Sugar laughed. “Can’t I sneak a break in between all the work? Wiltspoon is a huge city with plenty of opportunities. I came for market research.” Silver poked Sugar’s forehead. “You can try to laugh it off, but I raised you. I know exactly what you’re thinking the moment you think it.” Sugar chuckled. “I can’t hide anything from you.” “It’s no wonder you’ve been so busy lately that you didn’t even know your Old Mister found the ladies.”

That was all I could say because then, all I could feel were her soft lips against mine. Her lips! And it felt so fucking nice. I caught a whiff of her scent, she smelt like cake and cinnamon. Not her regular scent. She didn't even have one. Where the heck had she been? Subconsciously, my hand wrapped around her waist as I pulled her closer and went to another kiss, a deeper kiss. My lips moved against hers gently yet roughly, letting out every freaking feeling I had about everything, ranging from frustration to anger then confusion. Her hands tightened around my neck as she rose to her toes to give more into the kiss. I let the bottle drop, using my now free hand to grab her face.

I shouldn’t do something that will make him angry. So I shrugged the thoughts that will put me in hot water. But still I shouldn’t let him kiss me. It would be disgusting I guess not to mention that would be my first kiss. I never had time to be in a relationship. My studies sucked but I still had to study for an outstanding future. And then suddenly while I was lost in my thoughts he kissed me. It was sweet, not too harsh but indeed a caring one. I didn’t know he was that good at kissing but I still hate him.

“ And guiding yourself so well in the dark is also part of the thousand and one skills of the servants?” “ You haven't seen anything yet. Get ready for the next trick”, I walk away and go in search of two glasses. If I could find even two of whiskey, I would consider myself lucky. Unfortunately there aren't, so I only bring with me one bottle of sparkling wine, recognizable by the always more elaborate labels.

Honey and Gerald were not going to the Bahamas, but to the so-called popular elite party that Gerald had been raving about for months, and now that they had been personally invited by one of his business partners, he had decided to invite his girlfriend. He smirked as he watched as the host of the party glided down the stairs to his girlfriend, tied up-half naked and drugged up with the red substance the rich and powerful had been talking about, and yes, he did feel like he was on cloud nine. This "red happy pill" was a new product on the market. One of the masked females dressed beside him in an unusual vampire costume licked his ears and murmured sweet nothing. Gerald moaned as he forgot a