Sweet Tooth Rating Novels & Stories

«It’s a decoy. Don’t even try it. It’s sweetened with stevia and I don’t know how much other bullshit.» «What?! Don’t play with sacred dessert!» I signed back, lifting myself a little to pinch off a piece between my fingers. I put it in my mouth, and the taste of “fake sugar” hit instantly. I dropped back into the chair, genuinely offended. “What kind of fucking torture is this? Who killed the Peeps in here and declared this place the Castle of Bitterness?” the words flew out of my mouth before I could stop them. The light-brown-haired guy barked out a laugh that echoed through the dining room, and Nino watched me, nodding.

he touched his belly over his shirt, “take a lot of time to build, but the rest need all the sugar it can get. Besides, I can't really help it." "Six teaspoons is a lot." He looked down at my cup. "In my opinion, half a spoon is a lot less. Aren't girls supposed to be fans of sweets and chocolates?" "No. Not all girls. Some do love bitter coffee." I laughed. "My dad was a high sugar patient, so no one back home ate too much sugar. I mean, I love chocolate as long as it's rich and dark." "So, you’re a bitter person too." "Am I?"

I had been specifically asked to stay off sweets for a week by my dentist because of my sweet tooth which resulted in a teeth ache. Although I had gone ahead to take much more chocolate in the future, the taste of that chocolate dissolving in my tongue as I hid in a dark corner, my heart beating, my eyes furtive, and my movement frantic was one I couldn’t forget for a long time. It was decadent, sinful, and forbidden. It had sent a shameful thrill down my spine later that night when I thought about it and it is the same way I felt now as my eyes feasted on the many pictures of Damon Caelian Valentino. The first man that had made my best friend scared to death.

OF: Perhaps SL: Damn, I like you PS: I like her too WG: I'm positively neutral AJ: I hate her OF: Stop rating me like a seven-star room -_- AJ: I don't like you OF: Of course, you don't because LOVE me OF: Understandable OF: None of this replies my question PS: Asher loves sweets of all kinds, especially chocolates or chocolate-based sweets, pastries, and candies OF: That explains why he ate some of mine OF: But oh my god OF: Ashybear is addicted to sweets. They are about to explode again OF: I can imagine him munching on his chocolate candies while snipping some fingers :) MC: What the hell is wrong with you MC: I'm sorry about her

She'd arrange for them to be replaced should they turn out bad. "This dessert is too sweet to my liking. Do they have such an overwhelming sweet tooth in Nord City?" Lillian Mayweather set her plate down after a bite. She didn't seem to like it. Mia chanced a glance at her and gave the same dessert Lillian tried a bite. It was indeed too sweet. She'd been observing the socialites' feedback on the food, making mental notes as she went along. If she won over their palates, Aide Castle would soon rise to fame in Bern City. Her business would be thriving by then.

It is delicious. He paused and looked at me with his mouth slightly ajar, and his eyes widened in anticipation. "This is really delicious." I looked up at him with my eyes full of new fond admiration for him. "The sauce melts in my mouth. The sweet and savory taste. The spiciness. This is truly a masterpiece. As a chef, I give you a 9.99 over ten." I said. "9.99? Don't you think I deserve a ten?" He asked, his eyebrows raised slightly.

“Hey, daddy,” Moonbeam kisses him on the lips when she walked into his office. “Hey, pretty,” he murmured against her lips, pulling her close. “You smell nice,” she told him, sniffing him and smiling in approval. “And you taste like chocolates,” Zayed said. “Guilty. I’ve been eating lots and lots of it. Suddenly developed this craving and I can’t stop it,” she said, taking the chair in front of his desk. “Well, you have enough sugar to keep you going. Adding chocolate increases your risk of diabetes,” Zayed told her.

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?”

"I am sure that there is a beauty blender in the warehouse, right?" Tom nodded his head. "Yes." She returned her gaze to Axel. "I know you must be thinking that giving out beauty blenders as part of the marketing plan is not strategic enough." She darted her gaze between him and Tom. "But I can assure you guys that people love freebies, and they would be prompted to purchase the new product because of it." Axel placed his fingers on his chin as he reasoned with Reese’s suggestion. "I think she is right," Tom said.

The subordinate quickly took MIke and her wheelchair out of Richard's room. All the dealings with MIke gave Richard a headache. Too much drama with MIke, Richard thought. He needed something sweet to ease his headache. Richard was not a fan of sweet foods at first, in fact, he did not like sweet foods, you could say Richard avoided eating such foods. But ever since he was with Anna the sweet food lover, he fell in love with the taste.