Bách Hợp Novels & Stories

Marissa felt a surge of gratitude, knowing that these gifts were not just material items but symbols of the love and support that surrounded her. Among the gifts, one particularly caught her attention—a beautifully bound book filled with handwritten recipes from the village's oldest residents. This was a treasure she had always wanted, as cooking had been a cherished pastime shared with her mother. The book was a collection of family recipes, each page telling a story of love, tradition, and the joy of gathering around the table. As Marissa flipped through the pages, she could almost hear the laughter of her family and friends echoing through the years.

j e a n I sighed tiredly as I walk into our penthouse. Matteo is walking behind me. We did not talk the whole car ride nor asked anything about Noah which seems great, he's not acting all crazy like I expected him to be. I guess I can see some growth in him, some. I dropped my bags in the living room and walked over to the kitchen. I decided to cook some pancakes because I want something to snack on while I study. As I was mixing the batter, Matteo crept in beside me. I looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. He bit his lip before speaking out, "We're at our last week now, Jean," he stated.

He awkwardly smiled at the man, "Um...Hi, do you have alcohol?" "Huh? Coal? Why do you need coal, young man?" Neal waved his hand, "No..no, not coal. Alcohol, or Bandage?" "Huh? Bondage?" The man's face etched into confusion. Neal rolled his eyes. Is he deaf or something? "BANDAGE. DO YOU HAVE ANY MEDICAL KIT?" Neal yelled, a little frustrated now. "What's going on here?" Kaiden came to the kitchen. He was surprised to see Neal downstairs. He looked at blood on his finger.

It takes minutes when I was done taking a bath, I found him on the balcony talking on his phone to whoever was on the other line it must be a business call, this man is always busy… She told herself as she can`t avoid her amusement on the latter. I hmmm as a sound for him to acknowledge my presence behind him, and I was right… He turned and looked back at me. That smile is the most precious one for a wealthy snobbish man like Franz.

Simon said lovingly, “I love you with my whole life.” “I love you too, Simon…” Hans responded as he parted from the embrace, “I will love you until my last breath. And I know this is weird, but I’m kind of turned on right now.” Simon then smirked, and removed the apron that clung on Hans’ body. “The breakfast can wait then… There’s nothing wrong with starting with dessert.” Hans smirked back, and idly hung his arms on Simon’s neck. “Of course, love.”

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I kiss her little forehead and her cries quiet to whimpers. Just as I've caught my breath, the need to push returns. Elliott cradles the baby in one arm and holds my hand in the other. She kisses my fingers, assuring me that she's still here and that the baby in her arm is doing fine. Kelly dabs my forehead with a damp cloth and Jennifer coaches me through the contractions.

"I prepared your favourite, chicken fried steaks, soup and salad, apple pie and chocolate cake for dessert." "Geez mom, isn't that too much? "Not when you will be eating my food for the first time in 6months. "Aww, I love you, mom." "So, who was the lucky man you brought home?" "Well, it's Alexander Bills. I'm sure you must have heard about him or the Bills family." "What? The Bills? As in, the same Bills that we all know? "Mom! Don't be discouraged about someone because of a rumour. Alex is a good man. I can't say the same about his family though but Alex is amazing."

When I sit up I realize that he was looking at my chest, old green man. -What would you like to drink- I ask, straining my pen to avoid giving him a slap. -A coffee- he answers. I go to the bar where I serve the coffee and take it to the table. -It's three dollars- I say and he nods and takes out his wallet and gives me five dollars.

The strong smell of cokes and alcohol mixed with smokes from cigarettes and cigars too. I never believed I'll be coming back to a place I once forsake for... for... Yeah for love. Arrgh, So embarrassing! Who would have thought a bitch like me is gon' fall in love, especially with a player? I'm glad I broke up with me before he did though. The best part of the story is that I'm back to what I used to enjoy a lot. I sniffed in the air with a smirk. "Hey, Char. Its been long, how is Jade?" Judas, the barman asked, though still attending to customers.