Boys and Bees

Boys and Bees

23 chapters / 34206 words

Approximately about 3 hours to read


When Lorabeth decided to fall in love, she knew it wasn't going to be easy. Unlike the bees that she trained, boys were strange, unpredictable creatures. Since the most popular girl in school, Hedda, receives love letters on a weekly basis, Lorabeth thought that taking a peek at those letters would help... or perhaps not. Lorabeth and Hedda are united by a strange deadly fire and a swarm of encroaching predators that threaten the school of apiology. Will Lorabeth be able to find true love and save her school from these mysterious enemies? And what does a coat rack, yellow ribbon, hypnotist, and tapioca have to do with it?

Cover Art by Tim Walker


Romance, Serial, Novel
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Me 1963

3 months ago Linda D said:

A long tragic tear trickles down my face as I gaze longingly at absent friends, frozen in my imagination…If I wait any longer I may have to resort to the adverse practice of FanFiction and write my own ending.

Kim, don’t make me do that!


over 1 year ago B.W said:

Oh what characters you create. It is fantastic. Why is Hedda heartless? Boy is Timothy Lane blunt. Moira is morbid but lol she reminds me of Tommy Traddles in David Copperfield. I am not sure what to say about Petro, from he perspective of Lorabeth it makes sense how he is viewed. Friendship is the best lense to view a person through. The fire was horific. This story makes me think about notes. Once a boy I deeply cared about and ignored far too often wrote me several notes that I crumbled and tossed in front of his face. I suppose the guilt hunts me to this day. I wrote a note to one of my guy friends and although nobody does that just felt right...old fashioned, yes...but right. So excited to read more later :)


over 1 year ago Anonymity said:!


over 1 year ago B.W said:

The Bottom of Things:

I am having trouble containing my amazement....your words are so unique and I had to peel myself away from reading the next chapter.

There are a few typos like the one in paragraph one: "like [a] loose balloon" but I didn't read looking for those...I looked for super sentences.

"I want to see boy's hearts". This is amazing, I feel like I know what she means but alas I can not even say it...all I can say is Lorabeth is a genius of sorts...she is awkward and talented.

"Mario" a bee named Mario? Seriously? This is like Nintendo's Mario and the name fits so well.

"Professional gardener" what an imagination....that job packs a punch....

"The cupcake crumbled" simple yet earthshaking-ly powerful.

"a boy-someone" ah the writer's's melodic really like water from a waterfall.

Oh my word! Bee team!

The flashback and flash forward in this chapter was artfully done and not a tad bit confusing.

"...jungle cat. Mr Sparling dampened the regality of it, however, when he fumbled with the collapsible roof" nice job writing a flawed character ;)


Me 1963

almost 3 years ago Linda D said:

Ooh, another riving chapter. A suspense – who-done-it novel, with clues you are dropping now, we will see come to light when all is wrapped up in the end. I love it!!! A few confusion points: “I shouldn’t worry about her,” Lorabeth said out loud as she entered her empty dorm room. And she collapsed on her bed…” that might cut down a bit on the separate necessary details. “staring at her father’s poster, more (take out “so”) lost in thought…” sounds better when reading it out loud. She patted her pant(s) with. Otherwise you are talking about a type of breathing “pant”, which you can’t “pat” The plastic skull (earrings she wore) grinned. “caught under a reporter’s lens…singing in the shower” ?? How would a photo show that “singing”? Because once the curtain was draw back to take the photo, probably all that was seen in a photo was an outraged person trying to cover private areas. Maybe try something less obtrusive like blowing bubble-gum bubbles, or skipping rope, or hula-hooping. So whatever he’d say next could probably (be) disregarded. “And the yellow ribbon had to be the (starting point)” Makes more sense to me, otherwise it sounded as if the ribbon itself started the events. This is my favourite story of yours so far (haven’t got into Olivia – you told me to wait –and dutifully, I am)

Me 1963

about 3 years ago Linda D said:

Pg. 25 Loved the line: “He pulled at his beard while he stamped and shouted, as if it was the string that could make a doll speak.” Gives the wonderful image that he just repeats words by rote. It didn’t seem that any of Buddings words were “curse” words (swearing). Perhaps what he was throwing around sounded more like “dogmas” And what does Headmistress mean when she says “Nothing yet” was stolen. Does she mean “nothing that I could see” or was she expecting something in particular to be stolen and they hadn’t stolen it yet? It seems she knows more than she is saying, or I’m reading between the lines, or maybe you didn’t mean to write “yet” just yet. Now I’m confusing myself.