Sweet Tooth Clown Novels & Stories

Chapter 29: The Rival’s Hunger The next morning, Theo Langford made his move. I was alone in the gallery’s back storage room, carefully uncrating a new piece by a young Bushwick artist, when the door opened. Theo stepped inside like he owned the place, carrying two takeaway coffees and wearing that same polished, disarming smile. “Peace offering,” he said, holding one out to me. “Flat white, extra shot the way you like it, according to the barista across the street.”

In just a flash, I’m no longer thinking of Liam or that rejection of his. I’ve found my new Liam. I watch as he grabs hold of the circular ring suspended in the air at the midst. The light flashes to a silvery white with a touch of purple. Deep, sweet wild roses scent, alluring as it’s always been, is poured into the air. I don’t know how. I believe the club here knows how to do their things. I notice something else, I can’t smell several scents even with people here. Scents suppressants flash across the walls as I briefly turn to look. Even myself, I can’t feel my scent.

I scanned the misty surroundings cautiously while all my bones ached from the fall and my heart thudded violently. Everything looked normal… sort of. The rides, games, and performers were there. Laughter echoed from afar, but beneath those laughs there was something off. An old, slanted sign above the large entrance read: Carnival of Souls. I stumbled up, limping on one leg. “Hey, do you want cotton candy?” a voice behind me asked nicely. When I turned around, I saw a clown that looked almost cute. He smiled at me, offering the candy.

I got my bouquet, I got a question, are you trying to give me diabetes or perhaps get me hooked on sugar? It takes him a few minutes before he texts me back. ... oh no, the only thing I'd want you hooked on is me Stormie and I'd never make you sick! do you not like sweets? .... the only time I really have sweets is when I'm suffering monthly, I'm not too crazy about sweets but thank you though, it's just the sugar rush of energy I needed to get through the afternoon ... you're very welcome Stormie ... what are you up to though?

Pink, fluffy clouds of sugar on a stick. My eyes lit up before I could hide it. “I haven’t had that in years.” He smirked, pulling out cash. “Two.” The vendor handed them over and Damian held one out to me. He looked almost amused as I took a bite, the sugary strands melting instantly on my tongue. “It’s still good,” I said, grinning. “You have sugar on your lips,” he said casually. My heart stuttered. I wiped quickly with the back of my hand, embarrassed. “Better?”

I climbed on the table, hooted and announced that I would be buying drinks for everyone here. Their excited cheers erupted around me, their tongues gliding at the corner of their lips at the mention of free liquor. Through the blinding neon lights and loud phonk music, I noticed......him. He was seated at the VIP section, he was watching me.....his eyes held my stare and I could see him clamp down on his lip with his lower teeth. He was oozing dominance, I could taste his breath from across the room. Somehow, I knew that it would taste like mint and sugar.

He didn't smell bad, but his shirt was wet with sweat, and he might get sick again. "No, Mommy. It's just too hot here," he replied and took a bite of the cupcake. Styx grabbed the shirt and helped our son wear it. I sat back on the bed and took a cupcake. The design was simple, but it looked delicious. There was chocolate syrup on top and some icing. I took a bite, and it tasted so good it was like the heavens sang. I gave him an approving sign. "Delicious." He smiled and leaned forward to kiss my temple. "Thank you."

One stepped forward. “Hi, darling…We heard that you got horny and needed help to relieve” One of the men bent down to face him. A foul smell erupted from his mouth as he put on a devilish smirk. Tiger in black ink claws to his neck, with tar lined teeth revolting Suman. “Well, we need help to relief as well”

Gem spits while standing beside mom who is shaking "Haahaa oh yeah we can see you need breaking in, well don't worry cheery pie there's plenty of us whos willing to oblige, and as for this chocolate muffin," he says nodding to mom "well i don't usually like them older but Mmmmm i think ill have a bite of this one",