Sweet Stories Novels & Stories

Even a few fine scratches up her cheeks. As far as they know, Sarah is the only one out of the dating game. Her romance department is an extended dry spell for as long as they can recall; zero gravitation to man or woman despite all the temptations around her. Throw a shell-shock Sarah, in the middle of the night into the equation, and boom!!! Puzzle pieces click together. “It’s not just some bugs in her eyes, isn't it?” Laura mumbles with a wide-opened eye too. . .

Locus laughed at my action, but then he took off his shoes after seeing me taking them. He held my hand as we walked on the soothing sand, and I smiled at him. As we walked further, we stopped at a bridge, and we stood there peering into each other's eyes, and all I could think about was spending the night with him. He hugged me and I hugged him back, then he pulled aside and glanced up at the stars and moon. The moon was full, there were a few drops of rain, and he went in for a kiss until it began to rain a little harder. He kissed me in the rain, and this was the sweetest kiss I'd ever had from him.

I'm so stressed out. She had been suggesting to me for years to join the sugar baby listing since a couple of her clients were asking for me. I never felt the need to even consider it. Every time she asked, I would just smile and keep on working. I know she put me as her assistant, as a window dresser. Since I was apparently attractive enough and eye candy, for both the daddy and momma that pass through her door.

The only thing that is needed to enjoy the waltz is to get the ideal partner, that way, any moment, any action will always be full of fun. ~End~ Author’s Note: Next Story ‘The First Heartache”

Author's note: Hello my beloved readers , am so sorry for the late update but l have been busy with exams but just know that I love you. whewstvhwsttvhwat Mr Heyes how are you?", After

Abigail's POV - Days flow steadily, like a calm river winding its way through life's landscapes. I sit at my desk, penning down words that weave stories of love and heartache. Fragrance of Love, my most successful novel to date, brought the intoxicating aroma of success into my life. Now, I'm immersed in crafting its sequel, Fragrance of Love Season 2, hoping to give the love it couldn't find in the first part—a story mirroring my own life's journey, finding its path to happiness.

She found a white one with a small bow at the left side of the waist and a semi-sweetheart detail with a thigh-high slit. “Excuse me, can I get that dress?” Arya asked a sales assistant that was close by and pointed at the dress. The sales assistant who Arya knew as Debby due to her name tag, rolled her eyes silently before turning to face Arya with an obvious fake smile. “I'm sorry but the dresses placed on the display aren't for sale, you'd have to pick another one,” Debby said briefly. “Why? Is there something wrong with the dress?” Arya’s previously happy air plunged into darkness when she heard the news.

Katherine responds, but Lily doesn't give in until Macken signals the two to be quiet and enjoy their meal together. Kenny took out his phone to take a picture as a souvenir. The whole room was warm, making everyone smile with happiness. At this point, Katherine and Lily quietly listened to Macken's story. He said that each dish has its own story, just as everyone has their own story. Finding a delicious dish does not need to be too extravagant and rare, but just a dish that makes us feel good, just like finding a person next to you, you don't need them to be perfect, just them. It makes us feel warm. Macken believes that outside the door of the house, no matter how stormy it is, inside, as

Hence, everyone began to talk about them again. "Are they really together?" "That's what I heard. After all, Tianna is taken. Candy has always been coming in between the two siblings turned lovers. She must be so upset. Therefore, she found someone to date." "Yeah, I agree. Falling in love is contagious." "Why do you make falling in love sound like some super virus?" "It's not a virus. It's more amazing than a virus. Candy must have lost her mind. That's why she's with Cleveland."

“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.