Popsicles Stories

"Alec..." His name was the only word that I could force across the barrier of my lips. The lips that he'd kissed in ways that should be illegal. I tore my soulful gaze from him to Russell, who was staring at me hard, daring me to save Alec and not him. I swiveled from boy to boy--no. From man to man. Alec, my brother, Alec, my brother. My lover, or my guardian. But even I discovered that my shifting eyes were resting on Russell just slightly longer. Alec's amused voice broke the silence. "You don't take poker seriously enough." But the corner of my mouth twitched up at the reference. No, I most definitely did not.

Poppy is my service dog, her full name is Popsicle.

My 4th Story! It's about Popsicle Jokes! XD anyways if your having a hot Summer day just read this book to cool you down! X3 Anyways I hope you enjoy this book and always remember to buy Popsicles with jokes on the stick. Or else ur wifi will be taken away >:3 Now time to tell you all about these Popsicles and what they're color means. Red = Savage Orange = Offensive Yellow = Political Green = Race Purple = Innocent Pink = Sexual *insert Lenny face* That's all you need to know! Anyways have a cool day and read some Popsicle Jokes!!

*not posting yet* --------------------------- "You're the only girl I know that can make sucking ice pops look unappealing." "Is that a compliment?" "Maybe." "Am I making you uncomfortable?" "Maybe." "Well, good." (っ˘ڡ˘ς) Lee Cloud wants to be a popsicle "chef." What better way to start than to enlist the help of quirky popsicle lover Ella Hale? Join the two in their shenanigans as they strive towards creating the best popsicle on earth.

Twinni is a popsicle if there's any confusion there otherwise let yourself be surprised ;^)

Abbygail Lourien Mendoza -How will you forget the past and continue the future if thousand hurtful memories hunting you? -what if he never dead? -i love you and goodbye Troy Mandiego

𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘢 flirtatious boy who is all talk falls for a girl... DISCONTINUED!! 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘸: 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨? 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘴𝘺 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦s a. konoha x fem reader she/her pronouns haiykuu fanfic :) originally named popsicle

this is a satire fanfic dedicated to my amazing friend makii. read on if you dare. update 12/9/22 : way too lazy to finish this. i started it months ago but here u go makii ☠️ haven't read over this so there is probably a lot of mistakes

dish bish got sipp

Gakushū raised a brow at the offered treat. The red head continues to smiling innocently at him, "well?" he said "aren't you gonna take it? come on we haven't got all day" Karma rolled his eyes before pretending to retract his hand "but if you don't want something to cool you down, I guess-" "I'll take it, thanks" Gakushū said, snatching the cold treat from Karma's hand the red head watched with sharp, eager eyes as the sweaty strawberry blonde removed the wrapper and brought the popsicle to his lips

Kyle hates popsicles. Penny loves popsicles. And sometimes, that's all you need to bring two broken people together. ~ “One day, you’ll find your prince. He may not have any armor or a crown, but as long as he makes you feel like a princess, he’s definitely a prince.” [ WARNING - I began this book when I first started getting into writing, this book has an incredibly scattered plot, is written in third person, and short chapters. I also do not update this book as often anymore, and if you would like to see my better and improved writing, visit my profile and check out my other stories. ] {cover made by @pleasing}

They're short and sweet stories about Popsicle and his family- mod XOXO

Just hands lol This isn't supposed to be a character x reader thing but sure if u guys want

What do butterflies, unicorns, and ice cream have in common? They're all perfect subject pieces for horror stories. Add your grandma to this mix of sugar, spice, and everything nice, and you have yourself a killer combo--literally speaking. Come Play with Me is my first compilation of horror stories. Each scary story stars a child. He/she could be the victim, the enemy, or even the hero. Come, reader. Come play with me. Edit 4/30/14: Changed to On-going Series Edit 7/11/14: Finally posting this book as completed. Gracie: Completed Unicorn Princess: Completed. Ice Popsie: Completed Come Play with Me, Grandma!: Completed

Ryann McCarthy was like an average nine year old before the world went to shit. Except the fact that she had an abusive dad that painted her in scars. As the bombs aimed down at her city, her mom made her decision. They were moving to Atlanta. "It'd be safe there." She said. When they got there, and it was overrun, she left her. Ran. Leaving her to survive on her own. She barely even knew what happened when she woke up. It all came back in flashbacks. Small nightmares used as memories through out her brain. Carl. Daryl. Her group. They are her family. Blood or no blood. Infected or not. She is a Young Slayer. So is Carl. And they will either Fight Or Die. They'll kill or be killed. Because that's how it is now.