Blazing Star Peaches Novels & Stories

"It smells like you. It's almost like you're in this office with me. I'm going to keep it." I couldn't help but laugh. "Reis, I didn't give you the fruit to keep. You're meant to eat them. Come on, have a bite. It's really good." He took a bite of the peach, and the look in his eyes said he was impressed. "You like it?" I chuckled. "Hell yeah." He nodded, taking another bite. "What's the name of this again?" he asked while chewing. "Peach." "Peach." He repeated with a nod, taking note of it in his mind. "Sweet Rain Lila, you have successfully created a new addition for me."

Blanche asked, taking fruits from the basket as well and smelling it too as his eyes curiously darted on his cousin who was now smiling from ear to ear. "Someone I know," Narco replied that his eyes were half-closed due to drowsiness. Blanche turns his haze on Narco and looks at him in pity. "Finally!" Sumire exclaimed in exuberance as raised one of the fruits in midair. She took a glass bowl and separate the peaches, pomegranates, and strawberries into three big bowls. "You know what to do." Sumire backhandedly complimented him and Narco rolled his eyes.

Stacy felt excited about the morning exercise with Blaze. She had been in the field since 6 am, kicking and punching the air. Blaze came behind her, massaging her neck. "Seems like someone is ready." She turned to her with a smile, a tiny can in her hands. "What's that?" Blaze asked, she looked at the can and faced her. "I was looking for an item in the attic this morning and I saw it on the shelf. It's a pepper spray."

His breath stank of cigarettes. "Let me go!" I gagged, struggling hard. The next second, the guy flew two feet back, passing out with a grunt. A familiar, cool scent hit me as someone helped me up. I looked up to see a handsome face, and tears poured out. "You left the party early," he said, his voice deep and soothing. "I got worried and checked the surveillance. I'm sorry I'm late."

Meanwhile, Blaze was on his phone, looking at his mails, Mia waited for him to finish, he looked up to her with a smile but once he saw her angry face, his smile dropped. "Are you kidding me? A pack of pads in size of XL." She threw the pack on the ground and ran upstairs. "What the fuck?!" He yelled. "Dude I need your help!" Blaze mind linked Zach, his beta. "The fuck?! I'm busy." "Fuck that, I need you now in my room, right now!" He ordered. "I hate it when you become so annoying!" "I know you love me." He smirked and cut off the mind link.

She gazes upward, marveling at the stars between the outline of the treetops, both of which she’s seen a million times before – but never through her own eyes. And the smells. Blaze tilts her muzzle up, howling in the deep night, delighting in the scent of the pine and the fern and the bark and the birds she’s already looking forward to befriending. She identifies a new smell quickly, stopping in her tracks to bury her face in a bush, her tongue darting out to snag the red, tri-pointed berries. Yes, Mora berries are definitely her favorite. As I sit back, observing and feeling in my own bones Blaze’s sense of freedom and relief at being able to experience the world for herself, I can’t help

“What is that?” Blaze smiled. “It’s called a Montana Sky. It has lemonade, elderflower gin, and lavender syrup. Want a sip?” She offered it to Amerie, who hesitantly sipped. Her eyes widened. It was sweet and refreshing, and reminded her of a spring day. “Wow.” Amerie said. “I’m definitely getting that next.” Blaze grinned. “Careful. It’s almost as dangerous as my shop.” She winked. Amerie couldn’t help but laugh.

He usually left a card, with a note on it telling me to have a nice day, enjoy to the fullest, he'll miss me through out the day bla bla bla. It was our third day in Naples and I think I'd felt it all, the fun, the rush, new experiences, heck I even knew how to swim like a pro. Perks of having Cherry Blossom Banley as your best friend. Yes, Cherry's middle name is Blossom, even I didn't wrap my head around it the first time I saw it on her school transcripts.

“That’s disgusting.” She shrugged. “At least I’ll get a good tip if I flirt back. It doesn’t have to go anywhere.” “Stella!” Becca, another waitress, called my name. I turned toward her to find her carrying a beautiful arrangement of a dozen roses. “You have a delivery” she said as she handed me the flowers. “Aw,” Jessica drew out with big eyes. “Ace is such a sweetheart.” “He’s definitely a keeper,” Becca remarked. Jessica sighed. “I need a Ace.”

He was so close I could smell expensive tobacco, rain, and a raw, heavy musk that made my pulse hammer in my throat. "I'm Franco," he murmured, his gaze dropping to my mouth. "And I think Lyle just made the biggest mistake of his pathetic life. He thinks he broke you. I think he just let you off the leash." The heat radiating off his body was a physical weight. I had just lost my husband, but standing this close to Franco, the only thing I felt was a sudden, violent ache between my thighs. He held out a heavy, matte black invitation. "The Apex Bloom. It's a survival game for the elite. The prize is a billion pounds. But it doesn't reward beauty, Lolita. It rewards the hunger of a woman who h