A Touch Of Sweetness Novels & Stories

Thank you all for always supporting “Sweet Treachery”. I couldn’t have asked for better fans. I love you all!!! I rush to the window to catch a glimpse Of how life used to be wonderful How there were no worries and I was at ease I had my family’s love in full But all I see is the tears of the moon In the form of dew And the life which I once knew Is now a poor shadow of itself PenaciousShewa

Hot air breathed through my face; I was aware people of the people near me yet no one dared to touch a single hair. There were a lot of murmurs but they were mixed ups that when they reached me, everything was already muddled. And I only get to grasp parts of it. This one is different, she’s a stunning beauty that’s for sure. I heard she’s Yulian’s, he has a taste that’s for sure. Do you think she’ll last like the last one? It will be lost if she doesn’t. I hope she doesn’t end up like that wench. Stop that nonsense. Won’t you die to touch this beauty here?

The air surrounding them was so hot that it was burning her skin and every part of her body. Every single part of her craved to be touched by him. Hoisting up her head to steal a glance, their eyes met, and her already rapid heartbeat accelerated. "Axel…" She called, her eyes still glued to his. "Let’s—" Her phone rang, cutting her off, and she quickly jerked out of her reverie. Checking the screen of her phone, Zayn’s name flashed on it, and she quickly picked it up. "You are at a warehouse, right?" He asked from the other end of the phone. "Perfect Touch, Inc."

I am afraid Russeli might crash it due to his hate for my father, but he gave me an assuring look before raising my hands to his lips and kissed it softly. "Let's make this a success." He flashed me a smile and I beam, pushing all the pain I feel inside away, I turn my eyes and put on a broad smile as the curtains open, loud cheers of my name and Russeli's and the stage light blinded us and the music began. The music was played on all radio stations and it reached more than 30 billion people across the world and just as we had estimated. Mr Gilbert was jubilating, even throwing a big party for his success since his company became one of the best and ranked top one.

“Jackass.” He smiled and turned his attention to Andrea and Melanie. “Either of you have ‘Pour Some Sugar On Me’ on your phones?” The two women snickered. “Could you go annoy someone else? Please?” “Now, why would I do that?” He eyed the vase in my hand. “Is…that a butt?” I looked down, studied the crooked blob of glitter I’d been working on. “It’s a heart.” “Oh. That’s a terrible heart. Nice ass, though.”

The gravitational pull that he has on me is undeniable. The world vanishes, gets reduced into this tiny space between us, right down to the movement of our lips and the warmth of our breaths. I can smell him, the sweet scent of something I can't quite put my finger on. I graze the back of his neck with my palm, my fingers digging into his hair, and he reaches out to cup my face, his thumb resting on my cheekbones. His touch is light, as gentle as the wind and as soft as the traces of water teasing the soil.

"I’m going to show you why you don't want to leave. I’m going to make this cage so beautiful, so intoxicating, that the thought of the world outside will feel like a death sentence." He kissed her then, not with the predatory hunger of the morning, but with a slow, agonizing sweetness that was far more manipulative. He tasted of sandalwood and power, and Ivy felt her resolve melting. It was the "Sweet Eroticism" he used as a weapon—a way to make her crave her own confinement.

Hold his sobs that he had been able to last. Fathan did not want to ask a lot of questions, he immediately won Adel's head then put his chest. Holding the girl's body he at this time he knew was fragile. "Not daddy, just cry. Because, all the sweet ones are not all sweet. Love is unique, there is a sweet rainbow. Then, disappeared like a stifling fog. What am I right, Del? " Adel was silent, unconsciously he felt their arms. Warm, it feels like he has felt this. But, this is very different. As if he had felt the sun that was as warm as this sun.

Laura - The house in the suburbs The kiss that awakens me is sweet. Hot lips slip cleanly over the skin of my nape, igniting a thrilling amount of pleasure. I’m in no mood for sex, but his touch offers another form of delight I’ll gladly take. A sense of peace washes over me, rinsing away everything bad; my bleak existence; the fear that takes hold every morning when I see that I'm alive.

"I didn't know you were so amazing!" Seeing the excitement in her eyes, I smiled wider. "Once this battery launches, it'll dominate the market!" "That's amazing! I really like you, sir!" After saying that, Hermione threw herself into my arms and rubbed her face against my chest as her hands wandered provocatively. I pushed her away. "Not so fast. I just need to fix some bugs, then I'll be done." Hermione did not insist. Obediently, she sat to the side and watched me work.