Novel & Cerita F L A V O R Unscramble

With my disheveled hair and my wrapped up ankle, I felt out of place in the midst of all the luxury. I quickly turned away from the mirrors and opened a drawer at random. It was filled with ties neatly arranged in boxes. Feeling the texture of a beautiful deep blue one, I closed the drawer and opened another one. This one had cufflinks inside, all of them open and displayed. Except for a small box at the very end. Curious, I opened it… Some very simple black cufflinks stared out at me, nothing unique, except they were monogrammed. D.A.F So Damien.A.Flynn

I left a message on the group that says I'm leaving for HO. Driving the Audi on a clear road while playing my favourite playlist was the best feeling ever. For a while, I forgot all those problems and was enjoying the ride with a light heart. Suddenly, I spot a black Volvo following me. Next moment that car was right in front of me blocking the road. It was a matter of seconds. I hold on to the brake and was able to stop just before getting crashed.

"I can make a neat margarita." "Too sweet." "Vodka?" "Too strong." "Tequila?" She smiled, "Too risky." "Tequila it is," he chuckled. "How about that flask?" she asked, glancing at the gold flask sitting behind him. "That's absinthe, Miss. It's dangerously strong." "Perfect." He hesitantly handed her the flask. "Thanks," she grinned, pushing the glass of her whisky into his hands. "See you around." "Without a name?" he asked as she turned to leave.

Grabbing my hand and spreading my fingers with his. “So, ‘F’ stands for Friend.” He said flexing my thumb towards the inside of my palm. “Hmhm…” I hummed. “L for Love.” This time he flexed my index finger. “A for affection.” He went to my middle finger. I was watching him quietly as he bent my fingers one by one almost making them a fist. “E denotes Enemy,” he said flexing my pinky after skipping a finger. “What? I am your enemy?” I asked him pouting.

Why north? Ellie had said that the infinity pearl linked two people. Maybe it's the Link. He'd forgotten about that in the rush of everything. He closed his eyes trying to feel it. It was the kind of feeling you get when you can taste dinner in your mouth just by the smell of it cooking. It's not like he could smell her, but he could almost taste her in a sense, like honey. It smelled bitter, but tasted sweet. A pulling sensation made it feel like she was near, like a weak magnet drawing him in. Jack imagined that smirk again and the way it felt when she ran her fingers through his hair. It called him north.

Victor said behind her. "I can and I am," she replied. "There are twenty-six flavours. This requires thought." "Pick something."he pleaded "I will pick something when I'm ready to pick something."Lauren rolled her eyes. She heard him exhale through his nose and then he stepped up beside her. "Salted caramel," he said. "You decided that in four seconds."she gasped "It's the only flavour I've tried and I don't think I'm ready to ruin my taste buds."

He said to him, “What flavor?” Hilary asked as he played along. Rapheal’s eyes lit up as soon as he heard this, he could help but quickly responded “Vanilla and strawberry with sprinkles on it.” Hilary looked at Freda, who was still quiet, and then back at Rapheal. “Okay. Vanilla, strawberry, and sprinkles. Anything else?” He asked. “Hmm…” Rapheal thought and put his hand on his chin and said. “And one chocolate stick.”

"Flora, he called.he couldn't get the words out his mouth , God Knows if a cat chopped his tongue. He looked up at my body, checking me out,his gaze falls on my exposed breast.i used my hands to cover them and walked to my wardrobe.

I asked, unsure of my own words. “How about a month?” my aunt rephrased, “really get to know them, get all the juicy details. Flair Mag is offering you a top entertainment position if you manage to get it done. I know you dream of working for them and this is the fastest ticket there,” Aunt Molly explained. I looked down yet again at the sheet knowing very well Aunt Molly was right. I had been dreaming to work there as an Entertainment journalist for years, and that would be made possible if I completed the task. My career would officially take off but- there was always a -but.

Ruby responded in excitement. “Now, these are four versions of the same chicken wrap. However, each carries a different flavor twist. Your task is to taste and tell me which flavors you detect.” She held up a flash card for each pair of flavors. “We got honey with mustard, lime with cilantro, smoked paprika with garlic, and finally ginger with chili.” Julia took a step toward the pair, but Ary gave her the signal not to interrupt them. Using a knife and fork, Elena cut the chicken wraps into small, bite-sized pieces Ruby could chew with ease.