Angel Milk Novels & Stories

Angel reached for the jam, red strawberry glop plopping thick. "Easy, tiger. Don't want a crime scene." I handed her a spoon, grabbing plates. Milk for her, black coffee for me, strong, no frills. I poured a mug, the steam curling up like a question mark, and took a large sip. Bitter bite, but it felt grounding. Angel smeared jam wild, bread a red mess. Licked her finger, eyes on me. EAT WITH ME? "Twist my arm." I sat beside her, crunching the less-burnt edge. Sweet-tart burst, better than vending machine bars. "Not bad for a fire hazard, right? Your dad's got the magic touch for this stuff? Or is it all Elias?"

Liam walked towards Anna and stood behind her, his shadow now enveloping hers. Anna Hamilton’s heartbeat got faster, and her hands were wet. “The…. milk has been heated, please… drink it when it is still warm.” “I don’t drink cow’s milk.” “Then… what kind of milk do you drink?” Anna Hamilton was searching the refrigerator and she heard him reply, “Yours.” “...” Anna Hamilton felt like she was engulfed in fire and her face was as red as a ripened apple “I… erm… can finish the milk. If not, it will go to waste haha.”

my little Toddy! Are you hungry baby?" Todd groaned at the baby nickname that his mother had given him when he was 2 years old. "Oh..mom.." he twisted out of her tight grasp, cleared his throat and stood up extra straight. He ran his hands down his shirt as if to iron out any wrinkles just in case his mom had ruffled him up. "Now Mom. Yes I am hungry. what are you making? "I'm making biscuits eggs and bacon for my special angels. where is your sister?" She asked as she peeked down the hallway looking for her daughter. Usually Todd and his sister woke up at the same time. She rarely seen one without the other. "She's still asleep mom, I didn't want to wake her because she looked really tired

She poured into two glasses and pushed one towards Logan, who only glanced at it. "Drink, I bring you the best wine that I produce myself. Relax; I didn't put any poison in it. Just add a little of my saliva to make it easy for you to love me," Angel said, pulling out the wine glass, shaking it slightly, and taking a slow sip.

Everyone laughed as he ate. Calista asked, “Mom, does that kind of milk taste good?” I chuckled, “It’s really good for little babies. It’s very high in nutrients for them.” Calista crinkled her nose, “I was going to ask to taste it, but since it’s so high in nutrients, it must not taste very good.” I laughed, “It does to them.” Calista smiled, “But they’ve never tried juice or cows’ milk either.” I shrugged, “You have a point, baby girl. I’m about ready for something to eat.” Princess Chloe asked, “Would you like a bagel to fill you until breakfast?” I nodded, “That would be great. It’s something I can eat while I feed them. Thank you.”

I’m not sure I could count Rosaria as a normal teenager though. Grabbing a glass of Medovukha, I sat on the new couch looking out through the windows. The two on the left had been shattered but you wouldn’t even know. Outside was lit up with the city lights and offices still working. Sipping the sugary and yeasty drink, I sighed. Felicity had made this batch in her push to reach that 12% and with this one she used not just manuka honey but also white jewel strawberries. In her eyes it was a failure at only 10% despite using and importing some of the most expensive ingredients. When she tossed me two bottles, I told her it would be lost on me but she insisted. It was one of her best batches,

Her stomach was already hungry and asked to be filled with wheat porridge or a ton of hotdogs now. As if supporting their first meet, it rained heavily again. Steve and Fiona had no other choice but to run quickly in the direction of the tavern and entered it. They managed to get an empty bench in the corner of the room. Fiona could look out from the window beside her. The rain that flowed and formed a chopping along the way seemed to carve out memories for all souls. The petrichor wafts, adding to the impression of being upset and sweet that blends into one atmosphere.

"Well, I found that carrot suits you better. It's delicious," He said huskily as he narrowed his eyes seductively, running them down her breasts and up to her face again "And healthy to the body as well. Am I not correct?" Laura grinned. "Yes, you are." Scanning through the drinks menu, she gasped at the exorbitant prices tagged on each drink. "Pay no heed to the prices, just pick whatever you like." Greg said as if he saw the worry on her face. The waiter came to their table and she ended up selecting a non alcoholic wine while Greg picked something stronger.

Angeline smelled the goat’s milk and felt her stomach begin to grumble loudly again. She quickly covered her nose. “Can I not drink this?” Jay said, “You must drink it for the kid in your stomach.” He put Finn’s pregnant lady’s diet notes before her and announced, “Starting today, you’ll try to eat according to this.” Angeline saw that it said to drink milk three times a day, have two proper meals, and two bowls of rice… She was suddenly dumbfounded. “Are you rearing a pig?” Angeline was very frustrated.

"Let's go window shopping, Jolie!" Grinning, Angelina exclaimed, "Window shopping, here we come!" ********** About three supermarkets later, they came across a frozen yogurt joint. Seeing that, Angelina instantly piped up, "Oh my goodness, froyo! It has been so long since I had this dairy delight! Cage, would you be a darling and get me one, pretty please? Oh, and I want just the plain vanilla please. Thank you!"