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Killer Sweets

Killer Sweets

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Aug 20, 2017
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Fiction
Horror
Chel is the most amazing sissy I could ever have. She makes me sweets and takes me places and loves me more than Taylor or Melissa. But when someone steals my sweets, I get mean and I show how smart I am. They had no idea who they were messing with when they stole my cupycake. But they sure will regret it. And no one will suspect me because guess what, I'm only 5 years old!!
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Taylor is a sweet little thing, cute as a button and a real people person. He is a dutiful Grandson who went into business with his maternal Grandparents and kept himself busy by modernizing their Café and Bakery in their little corner of the city. Je t'aime Café was one of the oldest of the Small Businesses on Cameron Ave. Taylor's Grandparents traveled to America from France as a young married couple and both had worked in Hotel Restaurants as trained Pastry Chefs until they saved up enough money to open their own Bakery. Over the years the Café not only offered the most mouthwatering pastry and baked goods, they also served lunches to locals, and their aromatic coffee creations rivaled the Mega Chain Stores. They have also gone on the World Wide Web offering their Wedding Cake services and made to order specialty cakes and pastries. Then one day a pixie like young woman came into the shop and inquired about their Wedding Cakes and she brought her surly Big Brother, Evan Stone with her. Taylor took one look at the mountain of a man and felt the almost immediately he felt the painful jab of Cupid's arrow as it pierced his fluttering heart. He was the same piece of eye candy that owned the Motorcycle Shop almost directly across the street from the Café, and Taylor had spent many a day with his nose pressed up against the glass in hopes of getting a glimpse of the muscular Sex God. He quickly realized that if he wanted to get the man to finally notice him, Taylor was going to have his work cut out for him. He was going to find a way to convince the big jaded man that there was something out there called Love and that it truly existed on this mortal plane. Read Evan and Taylor's love story and come to see how Evan found his heart's content.

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