Sweet Home Novels & Stories

I look to my side and see Celia walking towards us with a huge smile on her face, Celia knows that Luciana is the only women I ever brought to this special and I wanted to share this special place with her. "I got you guys menus" she says with a smile as he looks at a very beetroot Luciana, I chuckled under my breathe as I realised that she's blushing. "thank you Celia" I tell her as she walks away saying she will be back after a minute. I don't bother looking to the menu because I already know what to have, it's the usual waffles with bacon and honey syrup, Celia makes them the best and I don't even think the city even have this good waffles. I watched amused how Luciana reads the menu with

He knew her temper and once she got angry she could kill him without a second thought. Don't get it wrong Sabrina was sweet but when she got angry the world would suffer. After saying those words he gave her some ice cream to calm her down and it always worked every single time. "you are lucky you know that." "Anyway how is you girlfriend. When can I see her again." Johnny was her partner in crime. every time they were together she felt carefree and relaxed around him. She looked at him and hoped that he could live a happy life. ***FLASHBACK****

Omg! I'm sorry about the tittle Gary, but it just tickled my fingers to write it down... Gary: Right... mehh...I'm good . . . . I got to the hotel room stated on the keycard after a quick stop at the drugstore for condoms. Damn this sugar thing might have its perks, after all, no wonder all the babies are happy. Shit! I really must be in and out of this thing. I really don't want to get too comfortable and get sucked into this lifestyle.

Everyone’s divided into camps: the gawkers who treat the Langstons’ downfall like entertainment, and the loyalists who defend them like knights circling a wounded king. The queen bee, Sloane, is loudest among the loyalists. “This is garbage. Fake news. My dad says the Langstons are untouchable. This’ll blow over by the weekend.” Maybe she’s right. Maybe not. But her voice trembles just enough to betray the fear she’s trying to hide. I take my usual spot near the edges, unpacking my lunch with steady hands I don’t really feel. My phone buzzes with updates, but I don’t check it. Not yet. Not where anyone can see.

Next to her was a younger woman who was also pregnant like me. “How did you find out, Ma’am?” Peter asked the older woman. She could not help but smile. “Because you look sweet,” she replied quickly. I shut my lips tight. Those few words made me slow down, but only for a moment. Sweet? Where is the sweet in there? “Where did you find your husband? I also want someone a husband as handsome as yours?” Suddenly a woman chuckled. I think she was with the pregnant woman who was in front of me.

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Her wolf settles against mine, the connection between us pulsing with warmth and reassurance. The cozy warmth of our home wraps around me, filled with the mingling scents of honey and citrus—Amber’s signature fragrance that always seems to follow her—and the faint char of something forgotten on the stove. The soft hum of the ceiling fan competes with the occasional crackle from the fireplace, grounding me in the present even as chaos brews in my arms.

Like Gin Goodwich, the mastermind behind Which Sweet, who created the enchanted chocolate that made Grayson the happiest of all beasties. And contrary to what most people believe, she was in fact a sugar fairy the whole time and not a witch at all. She had been held captive by bone fairies, who used her to rot the teeth of children and steal them during the night. Eventually, she managed to escape and make her way to Blue Willow.

Liam asked with concern. "Not too bad. I can handle myself and heal from whatever damage was done. But please, do the same for yourself. Promise me you will take care of yourself?" "I will. I promise." "Good. Goodbye babe. I love you." "I love you too." The call ended, leaving Liam alone with the silence and the snacks scattered on his coffee table. He reached for a package of chocolate chip cookies, the simple sweetness a small comfort in a world that had turned bitter overnight.

"Hey, baby bear..." It was six when I got a phone call from Jeremy. He was my high school sweetheart, now my gay best friend. "Jeremy! Oh my god! It's been years! How did you get my number?!" I shrieked at him. "Bear bear, I'm Jeremy the computer geek that you loved, and adored throughout highschool. Finding your number is a walk in the park for me." "Pfft... More like Jemy the stalker. But yes I love you. You know I still do! So...are you back in the states now? Or hopefully back in town?"