The S-class Guide As Sweet As Honey Novel Novels & Stories

Alpha Aiden increased his pace while his mouth kissed me with so much passion , want , need and love. “Mmnnmmm….!” ******* “Wake-up sleeping beauty” I blinked my eyes open, my heart beating really hard. “Huh?” I said , looking around the class with a disheveled mind “Were you daydreaming in class?” Said Hazel who is now standing over my head with her backpack ready to go home.

The air inside the luxury cabin of the Gulfstream jet was deadly, suffocating, and entirely thin. The bitter, acrid stench of liquid silver toxin radiating from the glass cylinder in Elder Corvin’s hand clashed violently with the explosive, volatile aura of wild jasmine and smoke pouring from Clara’s veins.

The smoke disappeared into the air. The candles and incenses were lit on the table to create a flicker in the breeze blowing through the kitchen. She placed the crystals in the oven. Red for blood, fire, violence, health and danger. Orange for change and yellow for mourning. Black for evil and dark. She began stirring the crystals in the oven with a wooden spoon as she chanted a spell. The oven became so hot the spoon began to catch fire. She reached over to the sink and filled a glass with water. She propelled the glass of water onto the fire. The steam spelled out Slaughter Hill. The spell was completed.

I ran after him, My head throbbed from the earlier injury, but I didn’t care. “Professor Winsley!” I called when I caught up in the dimly lit path behind the stage. But he didn’t stop…. I felt confuse when touchlight blind my eyes…. I try to see but Sugar was gone…. Then I met Elara kissing Professor Winsley so hard. I was wrong very very wrong….. Professor Winsley is not Sugar. They are two different people…. Sugar is a fucking rich popstar that can buy Professor Winsley, his girlfriend and this whole school…. Why Professor winsley only survive with my dad investment….

Most of the time, he would like to forget his memory to her shining presence, yet he couldn’t forget her. Honey’s mind makes up to stay in the outside. She is unexpectedly looking to the handsome man to her eyes. Well, she is madly looking to this handsome man, but her eyes could find the dark object only. And then, the wind starts to pass over him. Her body is extremely cool to feel it. To hook up, she slipped her mind back to the presence on her sweet lover. On the other hand, Honey is asking to the moon; she will find to her sweet lover. For her, she is unfortunately without his presence. After a couple of minutes, her mind lets her; to go to the cafeteria; to finally see on him.

She nods her head and scurries away. I chuckle as I turn back to the TV and see Honey walking down the street hand in hand with that dirty biker asshole Lucky. The man Nova wants. That is why Nova came to me. She wanted Honey out of the way so she could have Lucky all to herself. Nova knows my dark desires, and she has done everything I have asked of her, just like the little submissive she is. Nova thinks I am going to kill Honey, but she is wrong. Honey is mine. She won’t be getting a divorce. But I will get her back and when I do, she will realise just how perfect we are together.

(A/N: Hello sweety, I want to inform you and assure you that this book is certainly the erotica book you are looking for. This book is all about the thrilling sex life of a youngster, which is very erotic, steamy, and has a touch of dark relationship and dark romance (BDSM). (Do enjoy reading!) Snow POV I stare at the naked figure besides me in amusement. I still can't believe that this man is the one making me moan crazily like a mad woman.

She gulped greedily, whimpering with each sip. His mate, his, only his. END OF BOOK 1

The taste of Elena flooded Samantha's mouth as she licked upward, her tongue exploring the maid's folds, salty and slick. Jake's thrusts rocked them all, his grunts mixing with Elena's muffled moans against Samantha's clit. Sweat dripped from Jake's forehead onto Samantha's thigh, cooling quickly.

He kept running his fingers on her hair. “What did you do to him? Why is he crazy about you? Wait–don’t answer that” How could he ask such a question since he himself doesn’t know what made him so crazy in love with her. Sarah chuckled past her pains. ******************************************************* Stench of urine and smoke filled his nostrils. He was the alien in a white shirt and blue jeans with a luxury wristwatch and expensive perfumes, pleasant perhaps for the low-grade whores eyeing him but contradictory to the men in orange on the further end of the room. His elbows dug onto his knees with his head hung low, trying to ignore the burning gaze when a heavy clunk raised Suman.