Sweet Lies Novels & Stories

“But a promise. You’re mine, Kira Holt. I want the world to know it. Move in officially. Build this life with me—messy family drama, business wars, and all. I’ll protect you. Spoil you. Fuck you senseless every night. And let you stand strong beside me as my equal.” Tears pricked her eyes. She slid the ring onto her finger—it fit perfectly—then kissed him deeply. “Yes, Daddy. I’m all in. Sugar Daddy tastes sweeter than anything I’ve ever known.” Damien’s laugh was dark with promise. He kissed her again, slower, sealing the vow as the jet touched down.

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.

"Ms. Valenti, congratulations. You have passed the screening for the confidential experiment. If you join the program, you'll need to travel to Silvercrest, and your domestic identity will be erased. Are you willing to participate?" I had planned to refuse. Lorenzo had always loved me as if I were his entire world, and at that moment, I was carrying his child. I had thought we would finally have a peaceful, happy family. But it seemed that was no longer true. Once the dancer finished her routine, Lorenzo's men called for her to stay and have fun with them.

HE LOOKED DOWN at me; eyes were a shade of acorns, a muscle in his jaw flexes. I do not know when this burning stare of his on me will heal. They glow with humor and playfulness that sent a shiver down my spine. And here I am, cowardly losing. He grabbed both of my legs, spreading them wide, then he thrusts again. Our eyes lock for a second. “You were on the dead-end, Sweetie . . .” he said huskily.

She sips her wine again, her eyes watching the entrance at everyone that enter the door. She heard the glass door open and there the person she had been expecting, dressed in a grey top and black plain trousers, looking handsome and dazzling, her crush, the man she drools over his pictures every time she looks at it, he was stunning. Russeli Walsh POV. I smile when I saw the lady I was going to meet, one other victim I will have to break her heart, she was looking at me with a parted lips, I was sure she was admiring me, I love dressing up for my date, but still, I got my charms to work the magic for me.

His pointed nose complemented his prominent cheekbones. "And that's Amara Zhane Constantine." I focused my attention on the one and only girl in their group. Unlike me, who has paperwhite skin, she had a burnished complexion. When Alistair spoke, her gleaming, heavenly-white teeth flashed as she smiled. Her pointed nose, red lips, and beautiful brown eyes stood out. Her graceful and elegant actions captivated me. I think I've found another girl crush! "Of course, there is Zeeve Maxim Bullecer."

So soft, calm, and soothing while he can be prancing furious tiger at the office sometimes. “She is a pervert!!!” Mike purposely craned his neck towards Jessica’s direction and spat it aloud. Annoyed, still, Jessica didn’t dare to talk back and dug low into the sofa-a scared cat. Then Mike’s attention dragged back to Sarah and he looked down at the half-empty ice cream tub in her hand. “What is this?” “Mint and chocolate chip cookies” Mike narrowed his eyes “I can see that!!! How are you supposed to sleep with that much sugar pumped in your body in the middle of the night?”

she begged. I didn't have time to dig deeper before she smashed our lips together. Those soft, silky lips devoured me. Burning me from the inside and I couldn't stop it, I didn't want to. Snaking my hand around her waist and pulling her flush against me as I tugged on her bottom lip, colliding my tongue with hers. The taste of strawberry daiquiri tickling my taste buds from the sweetness she emits. It was euphoric, my brain, a mess with only thoughts of her as our lips danced together. A gentle slow dance that heated and turned into something sensual.

The three of them sat together. Emma asked, "Where's your date?" "He's with his boss... but he's also in this restaurant! He'll come over later." Maddie's eyes lit up at the mention of her boyfriend. Emma turned to Giselle helplessly. It was confirmed Maddie was a hopeless romantic and wasn't going to listen to reason. "Giselle, Emma, here's the menu. Order whatever you want! I just got paid, so don't worry about the price." Maddie was a famous comic artist.

If she keeps on making these sounds then I won't be able to hold myself. She leans in for another bite but I pull back, she playfully glares at me. I grin then offet it again. As soon as she takes the bite, I leave the brownie hanging in her mouth, she looks at me wide eyed. What I do next surprises the both of us. I lean in and take a big bite from the other side, our lips lightly brush together. Daisies eyes roll in shock, she looks like she'll faint any second. I chew the very sweet treat like nothing happened. I hate sweets but tasting from her mouth is making me fall in love with it. I notice the half piece still stuck in her mouth. "Finish it" I command with a sly smirk. She follow it