Blue Sky Chinese Restaurant Carmichael Novels & Stories

Meagan grabbed her cellphone and dropped it in the mini bag on her body. "What do you want this time?" Jones asked. "Italian food. I love it!" Meagan replied. "I knew it. I picked blue hill restaurant. I heard they have a new Italian recipe that has made people cue at their doorstep." Jones said. "Yeah..I heard it too." Meagan nodded. "So we have to wait for our turn?" She asked as they motioned towards the door. "No, a good friend works there so I already booked a spot for us in advance." Jones answered.

He knew I did, since my ole pickup's air was on the fritz. "You know I do," I said, pulling out a cigarette from my back pocket and lighting it. Timmy scooted into the driver's seat, rolling down my window in time to blow out my first breath of sanity for the day. I couldn't shake the habit, especially after what happened. The restaurant sat in the corner of a shopping center in downtown Dallas. Lucas' was printed in bold white letters on the outside blue awning. The inside reminded me of a Ma and Pop's restaurant with red and white checkered table clothes, pictures of hometown heroes and, of course, Lucas.

Amelia said, sniffing the air. Carl smiled lightly. "This is a newly opened restaurant that specializes in mushroom soup. The taste is quite good." The two chatted as they walked, soon arriving at the restaurant entrance. The staff greeted them with a smile. "Hello, welcome. This way, please." Carl spoke in a gentle voice. "We'd like a table by the window." "No problem, but only the first floor has window seats left. Is that alright?" the staff member asked with a smile. "That's fine," Carl nodded lightly.

Hence, the middle-aged woman couldn't afford to let this opportunity slip by, nor could she permit Blake to go through with her engagement to Lucas successfully. "I understand, ma'am. I'll deploy more manpower," responded the caller. "Good." The middle-aged woman nodded. "And remember, the next attempt must not fail! No matter what the cost, we must hire the best assassins to eliminate Blake!" "Yes, ma'am!" ... The next day, at noon, at Cloud's Edge Restaurant in Skye City, Sean and Cecilia met at the restaurant entrance as agreed. Cloud's Edge Restaurant was the most renowned aerial dining spot in Skye City, located on the 100th floor of Universal Building.

Realizing they must be talking about something pack related, I go back to my task at hand, slicing a small bit of the cheese, making sure to be careful with my hands, the knife looks really sharp “Nope” he repeats with a shake of his head, the long dark blond strands of his hair flopping over his forehead and covering one blue eye. “Still arguing, I got hungry" he shrugs his muscled shoulder clad in a black short sleeves Henley. I cut a few more slices for Sky as well then move to the tomatoes. I’m not really sure what she needs them for but okay. When I'm done, Emma makes some sandwiches and then directs me to a stool, placing the tray on the table between Sky and I.

Damn. Barra ordered his driver to go to the restaurant he wanted. I didn't know what restaurant it was, the name sounded strange to my ears. I had never heard of it before. It was an outdoor restaurant next to the beach. And that was the first time I saw a restaurant offering the beach as a view. The restaurant had its own personality. The building wasn't like a restaurant in general, it filled with blue lights symbolizing sea water. There were also lights in the shape of fish, crab, starfish. Literally looked so lit. Some people even took photos because of the impressive scenery.

Blue chuckled, then she let go of Olivia's hand, and walked back to her position. "What do I offer you guys?" She asked. I moved to sit on the stool at the front bar, and Olivia sat beside me. She pursed her lips in a scowl and I could tell she didn't like the closeness between blue and I. "Cosmopolitan. What would you like muffins?" I asked. "Cocktail." She said. "Okay! One glass of Cosmopolitan and cocktail coming right up." Blue said, excitedly. As she prepared the drinks, the door opened and a lady walked in. Blue and I glanced at her. She was a supernatural, but I couldn't tell what she was.

(Amber's POV) The drive to Howling Riverside Restaurant was filled with Paige's nervous chatter. She'd changed outfits three times before settling on a blue dress that complemented her eyes and showed off her slender figure. "Do you think Ryan will like this?" she asked for the fifth time, smoothing down the fabric. "He'd be blind not to," I assured her, squeezing her hand. "You look beautiful." The restaurant sat on the banks of the Silver River, its elegant stone facade illuminated by soft lighting. According to Dominic, Ryan had personally selected and booked a private room for us with a stunning view of the water.

He was very pleased with this environment. Bryan wore a bitter expression. ‘Uncle, that’s only because I’ve arranged this especially for today,’ thought Bryan internally. Bryan had thought that he and Anna could enjoy a lover’s paradise, undisturbed by the outside world. He never expected that he would be unable to shake off this top-tier third-wheeler, Liam Ackman. Anna purposely walked to stand beside Bryan so that she could keep an appropriate distance from Liam. The entire main dining hall of the restaurant was tastefully decorated in shades of blue. From a distance, one could see that the shades of blue were varied, some were lighter and others were a deeper blue. The smooth layers made

I knew she was here. It was now beyond her scent. I could feel it. I could taste it on my lips. Mine. I crushed the thought before it could fully form. Annie sat across the room with Balor, in the obvious and noticeable part of the pub. But that wasn’t Annie. She hated being the center of attention. There was no way on earth Balor could know that. She was in a blue dress – the one I’d gotten for her on her last birthday. It slipped off one shoulder, her ginger curls falling down her back and framing her face. She looked like a wild flower. The only problem was that I didn’t think she knew that. Annie looked too young to be here, too beautiful to be let out.