Blue Dahlia Bistro Photos Novels & Stories

"Is that so. Thank you very much." "Goodbyee." After a short drive they arrived at the dinner venue. Blue plate restaurant which is placed in the second area is an expensive restaurant. It is regarded as the second best restaurant in Lilac grounds second level. "Ow can we use the cards here?"Alex said in excite. "I don't know. Let's ask first in the receptions." Phil replied. "You don't need to do that–" "Ow look it's Nana." he added. "I actually called her to pick us up since we are already here." Nick said.

Later, a few female coworkers pulled her over to the window, saying they wanted a group photo with the city's landmark building in the background. Thalia agreed with a smile and posed for the picture. After the shot, the women gazed at the skyscraper, sighing with envy. "One day, when we've got money, we're going to that Michelin-starred Blue Horizon Restaurant. I heard it's two grand per person." Louisa said jokingly, "Stick close to Thalia, and you won't have to worry about getting a table there." The others didn't quite get it. But Tully figured it out a bit. Thalia's boyfriend must be loaded.

Dhalia’s eyes widened and she looked at me with What- the- hell- did- you- do- this- -time- face. I shook my head trying to assure her. “Dahlia my table is a mess,” Bash told her and she immediately excused herself to go into Bash’s office room. The moment her back was to us, Bash leaned into me to steal a kiss. My eyes were on Dahlia the entire time, fearing that she would catch us. But Bash turned me to him with my chin and took his time to sweet assault while I looked back to Dahlia and him. By the time, Dahlia turned towards us, he pulled back, leaving me flustered.

He paused and took a breath. "Not even a third worried that you may end up mateless. You're worried about your friend over there in the blue dress, dancing with the Delta over there." I nod. "I don't want a mate, sir. I want my best friend." Axel's POV The scent is raspberries and roses. I followed the scent through the crowds, past Amber and her mate, then past the stairs, going up another set of stairs into a balcony. There stood a woman, her hair dark and her skin darker as well, her white dress bringing out her rich skin. She doesn't seem to notice I'm there until I speak up.

My mind was wrapped around the warmth of Damian’s hand in mine and the way the breeze played with the hem of my dress as we walked. Soon, we reached a pathway I didn’t recognize. “Where are we going?” I asked. He smirked but didn’t answer. “Almost there.” Eventually, the path opened up to a beautiful blue-toned restaurant nestled along the edge of a cliff, overlooking the sea. The building itself looked like something out of a dream—white walls with blue mosaic details, open arches, and vines crawling along the sides. The sound of waves crashing below was rhythmic and soothing. “Wow,” I breathed as I took it all in.

“Ahh… D*rn. I think you’re right. I can’t take it anymore, sisters. I want to take a picture and post it on social media, including Weibo. I have seen the supremely noble Stanley Batton and Xyla Quest!” The helicopter’s noises were thunderous. Xyla and Stanley couldn’t hear anything outside… However, when Xyla unintentionally looked outside, she saw many people staring at her and Stanley. Stanley’s gaze was upon her face the entire time. “Would you like to eat something?” he asked. Xyla nodded. “Sure… I heard there’s a restaurant here in Blue Mountain City that’s pretty good. It’s called Straw Hat Fish. Do you want me to bring you there?”

She admired the place as she strolled around looking at the décor when she noticed a wall full of pictures in the hall. Most restaurants had pictures of the restaurant's history on the walls or pictures of awards that they received. She noticed both old and new pictures on the wall which recorded heaps of historical moments at Nobel House. For example, the President having a meal there, a celebrity visiting the restaurant, being listed on the stock market, and so on. They also had pictures of several outstanding employees. Out of the corner of her eye, Hilda found an old and yellowish photo in a pile of photos. The woman in the photo was wearing a waitress outfit, and she had a beautiful fac

A young pretty waitress took their coats and led them to the glass elevator that overlooked the Palace restaurant on one side and a small part of Dom's beautifully huge territory on the other side. Finally, they reached the top floor with a part of the roof open to the starry night sky. The view that awaited them was breathtaking. Dom breathed in relief as he saw every arrangement made as he had ordered. Iris walked beside him, as they were led to their solitary table, observing the very romantic Dahlia-themed setting with awe. As he pulled the chair for her and she replied with a subtle 'thank you' and shyly noted, "You didn't have to do everything Dahlia themed, as much as I love it, I wou

I nodded, feeling enthusiastic, “Yes, Dylan, I've been wanting to try it. I've heard great things about the restaurant near the museum. Would you like to try it out?” “Of course. I'll go with whatever you choose.” “You're free to bring other options .” “No, there's no need. Let's go to Bistro Bliss. It'll be great if we try them out.” With that, he accelerated, increasing the speed of the car. I stared at the windshield, watching the blur of buildings and trees as we drove past them. Dylan finally parked at the side of the road. I looked up and I couldn't help but smile at the sight of the cozy luxurious restaurant which was adorned with vintage Italian posters.