Sweet Addiction J Daniels Novels & Stories

Jayden whispered with a deadly smirk in his lips. "Obsession is intoxicating. It seems sweet at first but you won't even realize when it slowly will take over your life. " Kindly Do Vote and give reviews! Chapter will be updated soon.

That lucky bastard. "I came to see you," Peter whispered to him in a very seductive way that made my friend blush. I laughed at how cute they looked, they became closer since the day we started the training, Damian came almost every day to watch us in the studio to give us his opinions. "I brought some chocolate for you guys, they say that sweets help you boost your energy." He smiled after handing the box to Damian. "I'll see you when you finish okay?!" 🎶 Lucas

"If we keep delaying, the hypnosis we did on Jadie eight years ago will soon lose its effect. This time, her emotional outburst is just a reflection of what's inside of her. If her inner strength isn't strong enough, and you don't keep an eye on her, she might repeat the same action with even a slight slip." The nicotine in the cigarette eased some of Zach's tension. While smoking could be addictive, it had little hold over him. He knew what addiction felt like. The craving was akin to a swarm of worms crawling over his body and gnawing at his bones when he went without it. Yet, the moment he had it, it was an instant peak of sensation. He also knew how difficult it was to quit. The pain was

, Abeer whispered slowly so that Khushi would not listen to their talking. "Yes Boss... Infact My whole team was investigating the case and we got a very big clue. The orange juice you were served that day in breakfast was heavily dose with a drug so that your mind would stop understanding anything related to your surrounding and you would not be in your senses anymore and that people took advantage of your situation ending up your life in that plan. So could you please remind that accident day and name the person who had served you that adulterated juice?", Luca asked in his deep voice.

Jad waked me from my past, Phill looks me sad and gives me a beer mug, asking: “It’s today, isn’t it?” I nod and Jad looks us both still not understanding what are we talking about, then after a few seconds, he understands it and give a couple of little slaps on my back, offering to drink all night. “Do you want to go out eat some pussy and drink till we pass out?” He speaks innocently, without knowing that’s a vice of mine and I’m not embarrassed of caving in, I’m addicted in the taste of pussy.

“That actually sounds really nice.” Daniel grinned and disappeared into the kitchen. “Give me ten seconds. I make movie snacks like a pro.” True to his word, he returned with popcorn, two drinks, and three candy bars. “Don’t ask why there’s three,” he said. “One is emergency backup.” Sabrina laughed, and Daniel lit up. “There it is,” he said. “I missed that laugh. Been too long since you looked like a person instead of a floating stress ball.” “I’ve just been tired,” she said.

“Okay, fine. I’m not gonna fuck your girl, man. I don’t know about Maddox, though. He’s a certified fuckboy.” “Hey! You bastard!” “What? It’s true, isn’t it? You sleep with every woman you meet. You’ve knocked up so many already.” Now Andrei had shifted to teasing Maddox. Jax grabbed a beer bottle and drank straight from it. The alcohol was finally starting to kick in. This is what he wanted—to be numb. He didn’t want to think, didn’t want to remember what had happened last week. Bree—and how good she tasted—kept replaying in his mind. They weren’t even naked yet, but he could already savor how sweet she was. He didn’t even have to whip his cock out—he came straight into his pants, and it st

“Fine by me. I’m a certified junkie when it comes to your sexy womanhood anyway, so let’s drive there together, shall we? We won’t even take the freeway—just some good old country roads to have a good old road trip. Anytime my addiction to your sexy womanhood acts up, we’ll find a place to park and pacify my bad boy. New town, new motel!” Dana’s cheeks were flushing from her spot in the passenger seat. “God! I swear, the dirty things you say!” She could not overlook just how brazen their affair was. It was almost wrong to call it an underground affair. It embarrassed her, and a part of her heart felt deeply sorry for her husband. But she could not help it! She was a junkie with a perpetual h

"Ok, thanks. Keep me updated. Are you coming?" "For the sickest party of the year? No, thank you. I prefer to stay home and watch reruns of Friends." Jasmine asked purposefully because, given Sydney's complexity, sometimes one could not decipher her sarcasm. Hence, Jasmine had to ask again. "So you're coming?" " Hell yeah. In a bit, Mac has some issues to sort out." "Mac huh?" Jasmine teased, smiling sheepishly as she walked into the bakery. It was always Macmillan Jackson or Mac and spoilt cheese, then now__

He’d loved me. Until I dumped him. Sighing, I sank back against the vinyl booth and eyed the door. Maybe Wes was going to stand me up. A small, petty little way to get back at the girl who’d broken his heart. I picked up a packet of artificial sweetener and began shaking it. Around me, the stares were obvious. In the corner, Dottie Daniels, founding member of the Blue-Haired Biddies, sipped her tea and sent poisonous looks my way. For a nice old lady, she sure did have the evil eye down.