روايات وقصص ضمن Best Served Cold Novel Stella And Noah

I answered looking up from the file I was reading. “Miss Stella tries to falsely take Nova from her school,”

Stella could not even ask more questions. She turned around and ran toward the ward. After opening the door of the ward, only Keegan was there. No policemen were seen. Rather, Keegan was shocked by the sound of her pushing the door. He frowned and said, "Reckless." Stella was relieved. She unscrewed the water bottle and cooled the water for him with the two paper cups she found. The water she just took was hot. Keegan was hard to serve. He disliked the mixture of cold and hot water and only drank water that cooled naturally.

“This is only the beginning of the situation." within the garden. A servant called Justin away. Stella was by herself as she sat on the seat, watching the evening glory fade and the sun set. She awoke when it was absolutely dark outside. Just as she turned to walk away, someone took a seat beside her. An indifferent man's voice said to her, "It seems that you adapted the life here quite well." Stella remained quiet. Glancing at her, Clarence said, "You also enjoyed the meals."

He had just finished his masterpiece and he brought it to his room upstairs inside the tray together with some cold beverages. He had chosen to cook red pasta as their lunch. It was the fastest and easiest food to make knowing that his lover was physically exhausted and possibly hungry. He had to hurry up before that man would wake up from too much hunger. “Mmm...” Arkael hummed sleepily. He hadn’t had opened his eyes yet. The room’s AC and the warm duvet which Zadkiel had tucked him in earlier made him feel cozy. “Love, you have to eat first and after that, I'm going to join you in bed...” Zadkiel began to coax his man. His voice laced with so much tenderness for him! His attitude was diffe

The cheese they ate to finish the meal was made locally, Roth informed her, adding that he had been wondering if he might not produce something similar himself, but that he had decided the costs involved were prohibitive. To have dinner alone with him like this would once have made her feel so excited, so...so thrilled because she had been so besottedly in love with him. Of course, she would hardly have been able to do justice to the meal because then her fevered imagination would have been thrilling her with images of the two of them together alone, after dinner, Roth taking her in his arms and... ‘I’ve asked Mrs Elliott to serve coffee in the library...’ The crisp, businesslike tone of Rot

--- Elsewhere… Nelly Couldn’t Finish the First Page Nelly sat in her room, sadness weighing heavily on her face. She felt as if Naomi had taken Adel from her completely. She stepped out, hesitant, and stopped at Naomi’s door. Her hand trembled as she reached for the handle… then slowly turned it. The room lit up. It was neatly arranged. On the table lay a book Naomi had been reading. She approached and picked it up. The title read: “Your Eyes Found Me – A Novel” She turned off the light and left.

My face turns red as I look at the healthy breakfast Aaron’s having, and the greasy meal I have every day is suddenly embarrassing. “I’ll have what he’s having,” I squeak. For the first time ever, Stella laughs, but she quickly recovers. “Sure, I’ll make you a plate.” I quickly sit a little farther from Aaron and drum my fingers on the table. He looks all serious in the intimidating suit, with the tab on his hand, probably going through a document. Stella drops a plate in front of me, and they’re sandwiches. She keeps a hot cup of cocoa beside the plate, and I almost cry in gratitude. She shakes her head at me before heading off. This woman loves me.

Please review. I felt a surge of pride. Take that, Mr. Oliver. I wasn’t just a pretty face who forgot your sugar. As I walked toward the elevators, where Stella was patiently waiting, I glanced back at the silent, sprawling office of Noah Oliver. The man was a monster, a genius, and a puzzle. And I, Zoe Knowles, had just accidentally signed up to be right in the center of his orbit. “Ready to decompress?” Stella asked, eyeing my still-uptight posture.

--- Reunion with Stella The drive to Stella’s apartment was smooth, the city passing by in a blur of towering buildings and bustling streets. Evelyn sat quietly, her thoughts racing. What could she possibly tell Stella? How could she explain the impossible without endangering her friend? When they arrived, Stella was already waiting at the door, her radiant smile lighting up her face. She looked different—softer yet more vibrant. Her hand rested protectively on the curve of her belly, and Evelyn’s heart swelled at the sight. Stella was glowing, the unmistakable aura of impending motherhood surrounding her.

“Not yet. Maybe later. Right now, I just wanna exist. Preferably with pizza.” I blinked. “You want pizza?” “I almost died. Multiple times. I think I deserve greasy, cheesy comfort food.” “Fair enough.” I reached for my phone and started scrolling. “Pepperoni and jalapeños?” I asked. “With pineapple,” she added. I stared at her like she just committed a felony. “Pineapple?” She gave me a smug little grin. “It’s a war crime, I know. But you’ll live.” “I might not recover from this betrayal.”