Sweet Cheeks Soul Cafe Novels & Stories

★JENNIE★ "A-nty Jennie, I want cornflakes." I tore my gaze away from my phone and looked down at my adorable four-year-old sister, Joanna. She meant the whole world to me and I don't mind going through hell and back, just to make sure she is always doing fine.

The first time we sold out of pastries, we both cried happy tears. “Remember when you burned that first batch of cookies?” I teased as I passed her on my way back to the counter. “Remember when you thought a mixer had to be held the entire time it was running?” she shot back, and we both laughed. Our café, Sweet Escape (yes, we thought we were clever with the name), had started as a desperate dream. We saved every tip, took business classes at the community college, and practically lived on ramen to make it happen. Now it was our sanctuary, our victory.

Some of the volunteers who were chatting stared at Sazkia with their activities. " Your tea Please, sir." A man looked at Sazkia then nodded, then continued their conversation again. There were no thanks or other warm greetings as a form of concern for what Sazkia had done. "Can I have coffee, Ma'am?" A man in a SAR uniform approached. Shifts the concentration of Sazkia. Sazkia immediately grabbed the glass and set it on the table. She grabbed coffee from the jar in front of her and ladled half a tablespoon of coffee into several cups. Add one spoon of sugar and pour hot water then stir. Its activities are still under the supervision of the man in the Orange uniform.

I got you before so I'll get you again. Zack's Pov. That woman is annoying. Why did she come back here? We are here at the bar today with my friends. Many women seduce me but I don't budge. I won't shoot women until I've finished what I'm doing to Angel as if my monkey friends dare. "Dude what's up with the sweetness prank of a ZACK ERVIN, does it work?" crazy question of Zyrone. "Of course. Because we know that woman really likes me hahaha," I replied proudly to them.

I could have said no, but I didn’t, so that means I have to do this. I shake my head and then start a group chat with the guys, letting them know that I have to go do this thing and I won’t be back for a while. Then I put the car in drive and punch in the address into my GPS to get me there. Cardinal Sweets is a cute little place one town over. It’s trendy, with lots of flowers for decor, and one of those pink booths with neon letters that spell out ‘You look great!’ for people to take selfies and pictures with and a hashtag for the bakery to be tagged with.

she chuckled. Yes, it is correct. Her smile was never visible to me. Is it possible that she is having a problem? It's no longer my business to mind so I shrugged. When we arrived at the cafeteria, we immediately placed our bags on a vacant table and proceeded to the counter to order food. I just ordered fried chicken, salad, and a mango shake. "Oh crap! They are here." My gaze was drawn to Sancha, who was squealing quietly at my side. "Who?" "The Millennium Dreams!"

Petra hands a small tray of chocolate and gingerbread cookies to Kayola. “Kayola?” Petra calls as she prepares a warm glass of milk for Kayola. “Yes, Aunt” “Why don’t you tell me about Sugar Lips, and before you feign ignorance, I am talking about Keevan and the kiss you both had before you came in,” Wanda starts to giggle, and poor Kayola groans, covering her face with her hands “Aunt, I don’t have anything to say” she replies, her face reddening with embarrassment.

There was just something very serene about her. His gaze slipped down to the bowls she was holding. One had a vegetable soup and the other was stuffed with brownies. "You have a sugar tooth?" he asked while looking at the brownies. "Ye..yes," she answered, keeping her gaze on his gorgeous face. Killian smiled and lifted his dense lashes to meet her eyes. Ara couldn't help but think he would have been so perfect if he were not a crazy man. "Me too," he admitted, yet again, admiring her plain features with his enthralled eyes. He didn't know he had a sugar tooth until he tasted her. Now he was addicted. Fucked and addicted.

I whispered mockingly with a laugh. "This way sir." A waitress approached us. "Are they all inside?" Yulian asked the waitress dismissing me. "Yes sir, they are all waiting for you both." The waitress pointed us to the private room at the back of the restaurant. When we reached the room, the air was already reeking of cigarettes, alcohol, and something sweet. Yulian's grandfather, Carlos was already situated on a rounded sofa. On each of his sides were two men with whores clinging to their arms while on the opposite side was a man not much younger than Carlos. That one exuded

Hell no,Rinna only cussed silently in response and with her face scrunched up in disgust she followed Cassie. The club was filled with the stench of alcohol and sex which probably made her want to puke everything she had just eaten and to make matters worse the further they walked the darker the room became....the only light source seemed to be the glittering disco balls hanging from the ceiling and the different colored spotlights shining everywhere.