Flavor Frenzy Flan นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.

The sensation was something new, something that associated her to himself so lazily, something they found would take a long time to get used to. "Well..." Jasper pulled open the door to the fridge, his eyes scanning the contents. "-We could have chicken salad or grilled sandwiches..." He then bent over, propping the fridge door against his shoulder before he pulled open the freezer door and began to scan the contents much like he had the fridge. He then reached for the lower drawer, gently digging through what sat inside, the girl lazily sitting up behind him, an elbow against the counter's surface and her chin filling the bank in the palm of her hand. "... Pizza, Empanadas-"

Of course he would recognize us. Forcing down a full-blown attack of panic, I raised a shoulder and said in my calmest voice, “You must have seen one of our ads. We’re all over Supernatural Media.” Nodding, he turned his attention back to Griff. “Proceed.” “The sugar and almond flour in our macarons are guaranteed to melt in your mouth, Your Majesty.” “Did Fenrisúlr try one?” the Fae King nodded at the Tupperware. “I’m afraid most wolves enjoy the taste of meat,” Griff replied.

He had spent the first twenty minutes of getting into the car telling her about his new classmate and new friend, Quincy, whose favourite flavour was the banana flavour. “I would like to try the banana flavour, mom.” He answered, and she nodded. Even though chocolate has been his favourite for the last three years, change is still the most constant thing. “A cup of vanilla and banana flavour ice cream, please,” she told the female attendant named Fiona behind the counter. She nodded and moved to the freezer to get two cups of ice cream. She returned with the two cups, which Zera took and handed to Zion before handing her card out for payment.

"You're the one who should compensate me. Why should I make the call?" Kieran didn't want to argue with her. Thus, he took over his phone and called Thomas. "Buy an ice cream and send it over." Thomas was stunned that Kieran wanted to eat ice cream. Thomas boldly asked, "Mr. Kingsley, what flavor do you want?" Kieran furrowed his eyebrows, not knowing which kind of flavor to choose. "What kind of flavors are there?" He glanced at his still-furious wife. "There's a lot! Original, vanilla, matcha, strawberry, multi-flavored …"

Their bodyguard followed behind them with a distance, making sure to keep watch of their perimeters. “What flavor do you want?” Katherine squealed, looking down at various flavors, right outside the truck. There was Berry Blast, Hawaiian Punch, Mango Fusion, and much more. “I’ll have Banana flavor,” He finally said after a long while, grabbing a medium size cup and filling it with shaved ice.

Perhaps not that night, but as soon as he felt more comfortable and let his guard down. Shortly after their exchange, four servants carried out a large layered cake, decorated with edible jewels made of colored sugar. The cake was four layers tall, and each layer was a unique flavor. Each flavor was one native to the kingdom of Treiaul: a tree nut flavor similar to almond, a fruit flavor like a cross between a coconut and a banana, a coffee flavor of specific beans only grown in their forests, and a liquor flavor made with mulled wine. They sliced the cake thinly and distributed each piece amongst the partygoers. She then leaned over to explain the different flavors to Hayward.

Lily is practically vibrating with glee. Nikolai lifts her up with one hand like and sets her on a stool at the counter. “Alright, princess. You get first pick. The sky’s the limit.” Lily’s eyes go comically wide at the thirty-one flavors glowing under the glass. “They have unicorn sparkle?!” The girl behind the counter grins. “Cotton-candy ice cream with edible glitter and gummy stars.” “I want that one!” Lily bounces. Nikolai just smiles. “We'll have that with two vanillas.”