Oh, this takes me back! 'Lickle Tickle' was my kid’s favorite bedtime story—we must’ve read it a hundred times. As far as I know, there’s no sequel, but the author’s other works, like 'Snickle Snack' and 'Bumble Hug,' have a similar warmth. They’re not part of the same universe, but they scratch that itch if you’re craving more of that whimsical style.
I’ve chatted with other parents in online forums, and we all agree: while a sequel would’ve been fun, the original’s simplicity is what makes it special. Sometimes, leaving things as they are lets the imagination run wilder.
Digging into obscure children’s books is a weird hobby of mine, and 'Lickle Tickle' is a gem I’ve researched way too much. No sequels exist, but the illustrator later worked on 'Jolly Jumbles,' which has a faintly similar aesthetic. There’s also a fan theory that 'Wobble Wobble' is a spiritual successor, though the creator never confirmed it.
What’s fascinating is how these books cultivate such dedicated followings despite their brevity. I’ve even seen Etsy shops selling handmade merch inspired by 'Lickle Tickle,' which says a lot about its lasting impact. Maybe the lack of sequels keeps the mystery alive.
If you’re hoping for more 'Lickle Tickle,' I hate to disappoint, but it’s a one-and-done deal. The author moved on to other projects, like the 'Doodle Dip' series, which is cute but doesn’t quite hit the same notes. Still, the original holds up—sometimes, things don’t need expansions to stay memorable. That book’s randomness is why I still pick it up when I need a laugh.
Man, 'Lickle Tickle' is such a nostalgic trip! I vividly remember stumbling upon it years ago in a tiny bookstore, and its quirky humor instantly hooked me. From what I’ve gathered, there isn’t an official sequel, but the creator did release a few spin-offs with similar vibes, like 'Tickle Bunch' and 'Giggle Squad.' They aren’t direct continuations, but they capture that same playful energy.
I’ve seen fans online speculate about hidden connections between the books, like recurring background characters or Easter Eggs, but nothing concrete. It’s one of those series that feels bigger than it is because of how much love it gets from its niche audience. Part of me wishes for a proper sequel, but honestly, the charm might be in its standalone magic.
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The male character is the kind of villain you want to avoid. He does things that might be unacceptable.
Please take note before you dive into this extraordinary journey.
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"Where are you going? " his deep morning voice rumbled.
There goes my plan for a quiet escape.
My throat clogged up tight, I couldn't face him...
I didn't want to
Those intense orbs made me squirm internally, my state of undress not helping the situation.
I swallowed hard and met his gaze squarely.
"last night was a ..mistake ..a lustful fling .... It's over, you should leave " I said tonelessly, my face void of any of the emotions I felt inside.
How he moved so swiftly I didn't know, but next I was pressed against his naked hard chest.
"Is that what you think? "
I didn't want to look into his gaze, but his voice compelled me to.
"That's exactly what it is " I repeated.
I followed the trail of his gaze down to his belt which lay carelessly the floor.
The one he had used on me , in many ways so dirty and sinful.
The corners of his lips twitched in a smirk that made my heart leaped at a furious pace.
"You are so wrong about that, i'll fucking show you just how much! " he growled, grabbing a fist of my air, he feasted on my lips.
It was supposed to be just one night, I was supposed to leave before he awoke.
So how did one passionate night lead to such a consuming obsession that threatened to scorch me and scald me until there was nothing left.
Find out in the story of Mel and Sebastian (this is a sequel to the bully's obsession) I recommend you read book one before this for better understanding.
Hug Hug!' was such a heartwarming little gem—I stumbled upon it years ago while digging through indie manga recommendations. From what I’ve gathered, there isn’t a direct sequel, but the creator did release a few spin-off shorts that explore side characters’ stories. They’re scattered across niche magazines, though, so tracking them down feels like a treasure hunt. The charm of the original was its simplicity, so part of me wonders if a sequel would even capture that same magic. Still, I’d love to see more of that cozy world someday.
If you’re craving something similar, 'Yotsuba&!' or 'Aria' might scratch that itch—they’ve got that same gentle, slice-of-life vibe. Honestly, sometimes I prefer when stories leave room for imagination instead of forcing follow-ups.
Oh, Lynley Dodd's 'Slinky Malinki' books are such a delight! I stumbled upon them while browsing the children's section at the library, and I was instantly charmed by that mischievous black cat. Yes, there are indeed sequels! 'Slinky Malinki, Open the Door' and 'Slinky Malinki's Christmas Crackers' continue his adventures with the same playful rhythm and vivid illustrations. Dodd has a knack for capturing feline antics in a way that feels both whimsical and true to life.
I particularly love how the sequels expand Slinky’s world without losing the original’s charm. 'Open the Door' introduces new chaos as he explores the neighborhood, while 'Christmas Crackers' adds a festive twist. If you enjoyed the first book, these are must-reads—they’re perfect for bedtime stories or giggles with kids (or just for yourself, no judgment here!).
The 'Ticklish' book? Oh, that quirky little gem! I stumbled upon it years ago when a friend shoved it into my hands, insisting it was 'life-changingly weird.' It’s one of those stories that lingers—part absurd humor, part existential dread, wrapped in pastel-colored absurdity. From what I’ve dug up, there’s no direct sequel, but the author’s other works echo its vibe. Like 'The Giggling Void,' which feels like a spiritual successor with its surreal office satire. Fans of 'Ticklish' often debate whether it needs a sequel—some argue its standalone charm is perfect, while others crave more of that bizarre universe. Personally, I’d kill for a spin-off about the sentient rubber duck side character.
Speaking of series potential, the book’s episodic structure (those disjointed chapters about taxidermied squirrels and sentient confetti) could totally work as an anthology. Imagine a 'Ticklish Expanded Universe' with different artists riffing on its themes! Until then, I’ll just re-read my dog-eared copy and scribble fan theories in the margins.