Basil X Sunny Novels & Stories

I said, grinning. “Your expression says a lot” I widened my eyes innocently. “What expression?” “That one.” He turned back, setting the ingredients on the counter, peppers, onions, pasta, tomatoes, and…. Something suspiciously green and leafy that I didn’t trust at all. “What is that?” I pointed at the leaf thing. “Basil.” “What is basil?” “A herb.” he deadpanned. It obviously did not look like basil. “Are you sure?” His jaw twitched. “Lyra, go sit down somewhere.”

My little piece of Italy is starting to bloom, and the smell is unbelievable, especially this time of year. I head over to the basil to investigate; spider mites. “Hey, Harley, can we talk?” I look up to see Jack coming out from the kitchen. “What’s up Jack?” Jack shoves his hands into his pockets and grins. “We got it. We got approval; we got the space on Hill Street.” “You did?!” Oh my God, that’s amazing. I’m so happy for you.” I give him a little hug. “For us Harley.” “Oh no, I’m not taking any credit, I’m just the money.”

he says casually, “since when do you monitor tableware stability?” “It was going to spill.” “It wasn’t.” “It almost did.” Shawn looks between us. “I feel like I’m missing context.” “You’re not,” Mike says smoothly. I stand abruptly. “Where are you going?” Shawn asks. “You’re not going into the southern woods today.” Mike’s eyes narrow slightly. Shawn frowns. “I wasn’t planning to?” “Good.” I move toward the counter, pouring myself coffee I don’t need. “You’ve been there before,” Shawn continues. “You showed me the trails two summers ago.”

Rain was crouched beside the basil, yanking weeds so well it made me think he’d actually been paying attention during our crash course in vegetable gardening while River was two rows over, crouched low, murmuring words to a zucchini plant. “You’re doing amazing,” he said, dead serious. “Really stellar growth. I’m so proud of you.” I looked at Rain. “Does he do this often?” “Every single day,” Rain muttered without looking up. Their last Velvet Jacks gig got postponed again—some venue double-booked—so now they’ve got all this extra energy and nowhere to put it except my poor basil.” “The plants like encouragement,” River called over. “It’s science.” “It’s not science,” Rain shot back.

reject Zachary." Dezra expressed her concern, reminding me of what I would go through if I proceed with my plans. Losing Dezra wasn't an option even though she fought me, she was still an important part of me that I never want to give up on, not for anyone. I didn't respond to my wolf as I walked aimlessly into my momma's garden. The smell of fresh flowers should be able to calm the raging storm in my head. I barely had the time to lay on my back to enjoy the beauty of the sky while I was surrounded by flowers when Basil appeared beside me. I was done looking for someone to understand me so I didn't say a word to him as he also lay on his back, looking at the sky together with me. "Beautifu