Sweet Things That Kill Novels & Stories

I watched as he shoved his hands into his coat and went back to grab something else. I forced the voice out of my head and made my way slowly inside. I walked until I found the snacks/miscellaneous section and just right beside me was the same man. He had been speaking to himself but when I came up and stood beside him, he went mute. I concentrated on picking out a good snack that was filling and great for my sweet tooth but almost all had the same huge amount of calories. "Screw it, don't they have condoms in medium sizes anymore...how's this shit supposed to fit my small dick?"

We never sat together, not where people could see. “What are you doing?” I hissed. “Acting natural,” he said, stabbing a fork into the untouched food on his tray. “This isn’t natural. This is suicide.” He leaned forward, his voice low and deadly calm. “Exactly. If they’re watching, let them see what we want them to. Let them think we’re not scared.” I stared at him, incredulous. “So your plan is to taunt them?” He smirked, though his eyes stayed cold. “It’s always worked before.”

Holy shit. My eyes widened. My head practically exploded with flavor. The heat bloomed across my tongue, warm and addictive, perfectly balanced with a subtle smokiness I had never tasted before. It wasn’t just good. It was insanely good. I took another fry, then another, chewing faster, my whole body reacting like I was tasting heaven for the first time. I leaned back against the bed, eyes half-closed in pure bliss, letting out a low, satisfied groan. “This is dangerous,” I muttered to myself, already reaching for a third fry.

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It almost hurts my hot skin. “All the sweets.” Mykhol smiles. He means to be cheerful, but I feel myself grow clamy. A bad taste fills my mouth suddenly. “I don’t think I want cake right now.” The idea sounds off-putting. “No?” Mykhol is shocked. So am I. I don't want sweets? Since when? I always like sweets. “What do you want?” “I…” I pause. It is odd, but the idea makes me noxious. The sound of sweets feels all wrong. I feel myself slightly gagging at the thought of all the sugar and frosting.

"I'm glad I didn't use it." "You left me no choice but to do this. I was trying to make your death painless but I guess you love pain." She smiled. "Why do you want to kill me?" I didn't understand her. How could a little girl like her think of killing me? "Why do you hate sweets?" "It's bad for me." "Good." She cackled. "I want to kill you because you are bad for me. You can't be allowed to grow up. You would ruin my plans."

Annabel cooed, spoon wobbling precariously. "M-Mommy doesn't do sweets..." Gloria deflected softly, her stomach already clenching at the glossy sight. No diabetes, no allergies just her eating disorder, a shadowy beast born from years of toxic cycles. Extreme diets, yo-yo weight loss, Victor's cutting words they'd warped her relationship with food. Rich, sugary treats like this? They didn't just tempt; they terrified. Imagining the heavy cream and sugar descending her throat sparked an instant gag reflex, her body primed to reject it all.

“Well, you can’t say I didn’t warn you.” I had just cocked my fist back, ready to deck her in her perky little nose, when her scent hit me like a sack of bricks. Rotten apples morphed into sweet, succulent tartlets, topped with charred brown sugar and a thick drizzle of caramel. Her scent was the best thing I’d ever experienced.

She looked at the basket beside her and at a glance, no one would notice that something inside will be as deadly as a sword without the blood. 'Even if I didn't get into an accident, it seems that fate is still trying to find a way to bring me these useless things.' She thought as she opened the basket, revealing multiple innocent looking sweets. 'It's funny how she tried though.' Amerie took one and looked at it, the sweet in her hand looked nothing out of the ordinary and could even pass as something that can be sold at a bakery. However, if this is sold at such a place, many people would be dropping like flies.

The northern sector of the city is now fully under the control of the 'Mass Carbohydrate Destruction Protocol'! [Effect: Your 'Indomie Super Nutripower' detection range has increased! Risk of 'Sucrose Zombie' attacks increased drastically!] "Sucrose Zombies?" Bima gasped. "Zombies that are obsessed with sugar?" "It's a side effect of Kevin's carbohydrate-destroying frequency," Riska explained. "The zombies are drawn to the sugar residue found in every carbohydrate product, even the ones that have been destroyed." "Including our Indomie Super Nutripower?" Lia asked, her voice tinged with panic.