Boba Stories Novels & Stories

I said as I tried to remember the exact spot he sat earlier on. “I don't know what you're talking about, sir. Besides, lots of people buy drinks for guests here. He isn't the first,” she replies, her brown eyes fixed on mine. “If you'd excuse me, I have other things to do,” she said as she began clearing up the glasses from the empty tables. It was clear, I had been robbed and the bar knew something about it. I reached for my pocket and saw a message pop up on my screen. “50 million?” I hit my hand on the counter in frustration on the table and bit my lips.

Bobby growled. “So, we can talk, maybe we can have an arrangement made about your daughter, maybe you can even meet her.” He lied a smile formed on his face. “I know you are just messing around with me; you are not going to be the easy to give me my daughter, you would die before you allowed that.” “Yes, you are right, but I want to talk some business, you know I know about your girl, she is Russian Mafia, a princess.” “I know.” Bobby snapped. “But we’re not going to talk about her, she is nothing to you. So, we don’t need to chat about her.”

his voice was deep and loud enough to wake any sleeping person, Roxanne was forced out of bed, it was a rush hour, everyone had to hurry up with their bathing and get on the bus else the bus will leave without the late comers who will have to trek down themselves to the hall, the hostel to the hall was about 2000 meters. His name was King Boma, he repeated the words loudly over and over till they were all awake then he left and headed to the boys hostel and did same thing. They got back to the hall and were asked to gather the same way they did at night, separated into groups then the day began with praise and worship then other activities before they were all dismissed to go for their class

MR.PAULS DEATH “Papa” Victoria hugged Keith. “Yes darling. Looks like you were waiting for your snacks” Victoria giggled as she tried to reach out the paper bag in her father's hand “Where’s your mother and Olivia.” Inquired Keith. “I’ll tell you on one condition.” Bubbled the little girl. “What condition” “You’ll have to show me what you’ve bought for me” “Sure! It's all yours my love” Keith handed Victoria’s favorite biscuits in her hand and walked to his bedroom. He saw Martina sitting on the bed and she was playing with Olivia.

"You didn't even tell me your class, so I had a hard time looking for you." "And why were you looking for me, miss?" "I told you my name, didn't I?" "You're a huge pain, miss Lilac." "That's not a nice thing to say, Black." "So? Are you gonna tell me why you're here." She smiled and showed me a poster to a newly opened cafe. "I still owe you for returning my wallet, so how about I treat you here?" "I told you earlier that I didn't need anything from you." "I'm not doing this for you, okay? I don't like it when I'm in somebody's debt."

Brownies. I haven’t seen any of them. And here were four. Gods, they were so cute. Reaching my knees in their high. Brownies were a bit chubby, with small button noses and warm brown eyes. Two bearded males and two females. Looking in human’s 40’. They were more like spirits of the house, not quite living creatures. Their magic was strong and let them properly do their purpose. “My lady.” one of the females gasped, seeing me. And the rest followed and bowed before vanishing.

"I hope so too but no matter what I get, I shall take it in my stride. I'll be relying on your assistance from time to time again, BaoBao." BaoBao's eyes sparkled as he perked back up. "Ready anytime! Is there anything you want to read up on first?" "Unless there are books on the history of this world, I don't think there is anything much to read up on first." "Unfortunately, there is really none. Ready to go then?" Luna nodded. BaoBao gave her a friendly reminder about the pain before she got knocked out cold.

Bulky guys become a barrier between them. “Babe, let’s go to a boutique later,” Valerie said in a very flirtatious way. She sipped on her boba without caring much. Ivan was about to answer when the unbothered Reid offered his to her. “Do you want mine?” He asked. “Or we can go back there and I will surely do the strip dancing to get free boba.” She covered her mouth as she burst into laughter and nudged him. “Shut up! I was too embarrassed in front of that girl. Don’t harass them further.”

If I got some, then I was not briefed on my options, and the only thing I knew was spreading my legs. "It's fine..." That's all I told Kesha. The conversation would've dragged on if I had said more. "It's fine?! That’s all?" she exclaimed. I instinctively covered my ears. "Did you really have to shout?" I countered. Seriously... I wasn't deaf. "Omg! That was Bora, Gabbriel Lane Tolentino! BORACAY!!! And you're saying, 'it's okay' as if it's no big deal!" She even mimicked my voice and how I said it as if I was disappointed.

"You know, the drink with the tapioca..." "I know what boba is," I interrupt. "I just don't know why it's important at this moment." "Yeah well, my girl and I, Faye, I mean," they give me a goofy grin. "We used to say that there wasn't a problem that boba can't fix. We met at this boba cafe, ten years ago. She had just started therapy near Oakland's Chinatown and was walking around the neighborhood waiting for her mom when she walked into my favorite shop. Crazy looking kid wearing all black with that weird ass hair of hers. Anyhoo, I was there because this shop sold Chinese knockoffs of Japanese merch for half the price. We bonded over our shared love of shojo anime and this art book from C