Sweet Tooth Clown Novels & Stories

After that, Howard finally took out the lollipop from the box in his hand. The pink candy was in the shape of a peach, and the word "Chloe" was printed in the center of the peach. When Chloe saw this, her expression changed. Sweet could be eaten, and no matter how good it was, it could be bought. However, Howard made these, and that made them unique in the world. Moreover, the peach shape was her favorite, and the peach taste was also her favorite. There were also the names on the peach. Oh no, I really want it!

Ace said when Jazlyn was focused on the film being played. "You said you wanted to ask me to drink instead of dating. Why did you suddenly talk about dating, Ace?" asked Jazlyn looking at the man. "Forget it! Forget it! Looks like I'm talking strange things with you," said Ace, who was now drinking his Red Wine again and staring at the screen that was playing a movie called Frozen. Ace Morin doesn't like cartoons at all. Since childhood, the man was busy thinking how to save his life from the many people who tried to kill him and his mom. And that was what kept him from enjoying cartoons at all.

asked Malikha, and the clown nodded while still moving his body. "Thank you!" said Malikha with a happy face. The clown nodded. Not long after, he seemed to remember something. The clown turned around, took a cotton candy from his friend's dog, and gave it to Malikha. "Wow, thanks!" said Malikha very happily. A beautiful smile spread across the kind clown. The clown immediately said goodbye while waving his hand. Malikha smiled and waved. Not long after, Bruce Caldwell, the man who accompanied Malikha, returned with two pieces of cotton candy.

He smiled at her and said, "these are designed to make you feel really good and happy. Swallow two of the pills and sniff in the powder. Do not try to act funny otherwise, I will tie you back to the chair." Tanya knew that whatever he was giving her was certainly not good for her but she was extremely afraid of him so she took two of the pills and swallowed them after which she began to sniff the white substance with her nose. After a while, Tanya suddenly became dizzy and the room began to spin, she fell backward and smiled as her head slowly hit the pillow.

"It's something sweet." "Mmm, that narrows it down," I said, playing along. "Next clue," he continued. "It's something you can hold in your hand." I considered this, trying to think of all the different sweet, hand-held foods there were. "Okay, I think I know." I feigned confidence. "Is it a doughnut?" "Yes, you are right," he said, acknowledging my intelligence. "You are becoming quite the smarty-pants," he added, playfully ruffling my hair like I was a child. I feigned annoyance, trying to smooth my hair back into place.

Every one of them looks like they've discovered a treasure trove. After that brief period passes, the candy store returns to being a place without a single customer. It's almost sad for all the candies filling the store. Eugene doesn't particularly like candy, but sometimes he absentmindedly picks up one or two to eat out of pity for those that show no signs of selling. The biggest consumer of this candy store isn't customers but the owner. Claudio Luciano, also known as Valentine, always has candy in his mouth when he's bored. Because of this, his mouth constantly emits a sweet scent that doesn't match his appearance at all.

“Is there anything in particular he likes? Maybe food, dessert, anything at all.” “Ah ha,” he bounced on the bed like he just made a brilliant discovery. “You might not believe this but he has a sweet tooth.” “Huh?” I blurted. I tried to picture it. Those icy eyes, the stoic face, those lips that threw derogatory words at any chance eating what? Chocolate? “He likes to pretend he doesn't but he’s a sucker for cake. Cupcakes with lots of icing. He secretly carries chocolate bars and sweets. Sneaks them into his mouth when he thinks no one is looking but my all seeing eyes always catch him in the act,” Eldren said proudly.

"You're an athlete. That's literally a sin!" Julian frowned, confused for half a second before pulling out... a cherry lollipop. "What?" he said with a crooked grin, peeling off the wrapper. "I was craving something sweet." He popped it into his mouth with a loud, playful pop. Sloane blinked. Then blushed hard. Oh god. She hadn't realized she was staring—at his mouth, no less—and now her brain was spiraling, zeroing in on how the candy stick looked between his lips, or how his silver loop piercings glinted when he shifted it.

" I'm too lazy to look him in the eye. Suddenly he steps forward, snatches the lollipop out of my mouth and puts it in his own mouth. ”You!” I was shocked and angry. He shamelessly spread his hands: "What's wrong? I saved your life and got you breakfast. Don't you deserve a little reward?" 'Suit yourself! If I stay with him any longer, he could really piss me off. But he was very proud, the lollipop smacked loudly: "This candy tastes so sweet." "Hehe." I sneered. He leaned close to my ear again: "It must be because it adds spices that other sugars don't." What is it?"

"Want a piece of candy? Sugar might help." Claire nodded, the motion weary. Casper pulled out a small, crinkly candy wrapped in iridescent, rainbow-colored cellophane. He carefully unwrapped it to reveal a translucent, gem-like lozenge inside. Claire stared at it, her breath catching for a different reason. A wave of pure nostalgia, sweet and sharp, cut through the numbness. That specific candy… with that exact, garishly shiny wrapper… It was wildly popular at her high school. She'd loved them but could rarely have them because of her terrible sweet tooth and constant warnings from the dentist.