Novel & Cerita Berry Benson Bee

“Dear Lord, what have you done to yourself and just days before the wedding. Sit down and let me have a look at you.” Barbara Benson pulled around the chair next to her beat-up metal desk and gestured to it. Hannah knew better than to offer even token resistance, and frankly, she found standing upright highly overrated at the moment, so she sank gratefully onto the thinly padded seat. Sergeant Benson was the closest thing Hannah had ever had to a mom. One she remembered anyway. Though she supposed where Barbara was concerned, “mom” was a relative term. Barbara was in her late sixties and had raised her own brood of children while simultaneously performing her duties as sergeant, receptionist

Beverly slipped her arm through my arm and wrapped it around my hips. "As usual." I smirked and she looked up at me. Thank God, our backs are the ones that are facing grandma. "I want it too.. can you make it more for me?" Bev smiled. "Yeah sure." I said and she kissed my cheek. "He's the sweetest, isn't he?" Grandma asked her. "The best." Bev turned to her and smiled. She turned to me again and looked at me start to cook. The bacon and the sausages.

These were students of Sol County who had dreams of contributing to the county, enjoyed agricultural farming, and sought to learn from the experts in Mount Sol Ecological Farmstead. “It’s getting late and the sun is getting really hot, sir. Why don’t you go back to the office and leave the rest to us?” a young woman with tanned skin said while wiping her sweat. The man raised his head and took a glance at the blazing sun as he said, “It’s still early. You should focus on recording the data. We’ll retreat to the office in half an hour when the sun gets hotter.” “Yes, sir,” the youngsters answered. The man fell silent, giving his full attention to observing the growth of the herbs. This man wa

Bayer was excited to hear the news of the kid's recovery, and he was happy that the kids are with their mom, but he was not happy that Becky and the kids are far from him, but his wife was not happy that all that she and her husband had labored for will be shared between her son and Becky, but she couldn't say anything, but she has her plan about her, and she pretends to love her and the kids, and she has Invited them over to Amarillo, and she volunteered taking care of the kids, Mr. Bayer was disturbed that Becky should bring the kids back home, while Mr. Derrick has fallen in love with the kids, and he warned that, the kids must not leave his environment for a second, but because of the re

I had no choice but to do this job so I just did my daily routine and did as was told and cookd what Brian loved. I walked with a tray in my hands of a chicken salad I had made with a glass of lemonade since it was kinda hot outside today and I knew Brian must be a bit warm in his room. So I wanted to make him something cool and refreshing to drink and eat. I took a deep breath in before knocking and then coming in but no guards or nursers were with me this time. I guess they all got tired of this bull shit as I was. I came in to find Brian sitting on his bed smiling at me.

“Can we talk privately? There’s something I’d like to ask.” Melissa glanced at Jeremy for permission. Without a word, he released her and headed toward the poolside. Bonita watched her brother walk away until he was out of sight from the living room. “Can you tell me more about Bee? Did he ever like someone else before? I mean … a woman other than Zayna.” Melissa tried to recall everything about Benjamin from the time they’d known each other. They had met in college and shared a close circle of friends.

“And our men have seen Lilac going to that side of the woods with her mate.” Benson’s blood ran cold. “Alert everyone,” he said, his voice sharp with command. “Now.” Albert nodded, his mind already reaching out to the other warriors through the pack link. 'LILAC... SWEETPEA,' he yelled in mindlink but no reply. 'Sweetpea are you there?' Still nothing. Benson didn’t wait. He rushed out of the house, his heart pounding as he sprinted toward the woods. The thought of his daughter in danger was enough to make his blood boil.

She looked back one more time ,found out that he was no longer following her. The cool night breeze was the only consolation in her situation. She saw light coming from a far distance. "Please help me .."That was the last thing she said before fainting. When i opened my eyes i was in a room. "Why do i always end up in a room."Beth murmured. "I see you have woken up."The man said. "Let me go." "Is that what you say to someone who helps you." The room looked like a motel, the lights were not too bright making the room look like an interrogation room.