Angel Milk Novels & Stories

She pulled Tashir into a hug, and my friend returned it. “Hey, Ana!” Tashir replied with excitement. “And you must be Summer,” the woman said, releasing Tashir from the hug. Her face lit up with an infectious smile that seemed to cut through the club’s pulsating beats. “Tashir has told me all about you. It’s nice to meet you.” “It’s nice to meet you too,” I replied with a smile. Ana glanced down at my and Tashir’s drinks. “A vodka cranberry, Tashir? Really? Is that what you’re starting with tonight?” she asked, raising one perfectly shaped eyebrow.

I guess, I was worried for nothing then. “So, what do I offer you? Tea, fresh juice?” I ask. “Let my grandchild decide.” He says as he looks at Angel. “So, what do you want grandpa to have?” He asks her. His smile is braod as he stares at her. “Aaahh, I think, warm milk so that you can be so strong just like daddy.” Angel says. “Oooh, you bet I will. I was even more stronger than your daddy just sometimes back. But he won’t agree to that.” Mr Mazur says.

He would make it a better place for the unwanted and make a home for himself. Laurent was a stubborn Angel and he would make an even better Fallen.

I responded. End of smut scene!

"Tell Mr. Bayer which flavor you want to try." "Can I really?!" Dorin was delighted. 10 minutes later, Mr Bayer hands him a large sugar cone with 3 scoops on top –pistachio, strawberry, and chocolate. "Wow... I had no idea you could turn pistachio nuts into cream... and freeze it!" Dorin exclaimed, taking a big bite off his ice cream. "Have you never seen almond milk before?" Agate smiled as she took out a purse. "Oh, I can pay for myself!" Dorin fumbled for his makeshift bag and takes out a pouch. "I can't let a child pay for me!" he says with a bright smile.

It had been a long time since he had done this for Morgan. "Toast Milk chocolate mix Cheese and Mangosteen Juice!" Morgan smiled there. "Here, give me Altair," Jessica said, asking for Altair from her Nanny. "Eat first, Honey... You need to replenish the energy that I drained again." "Cough!" Jessica choked on the almond milk she was drinking. Protein milk helps her breast milk production. "Honey... are you OK?" Asked Morgan, frantically standing up and rubbing his wife's back. "I'm fine, Papa." Jessica took some water and drank it.

Allan already had a taste of so many beverages out there, but so far, nothing tasted any better for him aside from Mellow Cola. As such, when he heard Jace mentioned his favorite drink, he could not help but felt excited. Juts the mentioned of its name was already enough for him to salivate. Mellow Cola, so as by its name was a type of carbonated drink like Cola made but it was made from the tears of a Salamander Spinx. A special kind of beast that was specifically reared for one specific purpose and that was food production. Mellow Cola has unique carbonation that felt like a firecracker inside one's mouth when one drank it. Also, its year-long fermented sugar was a hundred times sweeter th

I guess, I was worried for nothing then. “So, what do I offer you? Tea, fresh juice?” I ask. “Let my grandchild decide.” He says as he looks at Angel. “So, what do you want grandpa to have?” He asks her. His smile is braod as he stares at her. “Aaahh, I think, warm milk so that you can be so strong just like daddy.” Angel says. “Oooh, you bet I will. I was even more stronger than your daddy just sometimes back. But he won’t agree to that.” Mr Mazur says.

she whispered. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. "He is still my child, Omega Jiji. I can never truly get over it." I took the glass from her hand, looking at the white liquid suspiciously. I've never been a fan of cow milk. "What type of milk is this?" "It is almond milk," she replied. I relaxed. Almond milk was my favorite back home. I took a long sip, drinking about half the glass in one go. The cold liquid felt good against my throat. "Who did you say asked you to bring this to me again?"

🍒Angela 🍒 And as if a sudden realization hit my mind, my eyes grew big. Was this...? "C'mon Angel, I didn't plan this for myself," he spoke, leaning towards my ear, "but if you still want to stay close, we can still go back home and--"