Ginger X Cosmo Novels & Stories

“New wax job?” “Yes, of course,” Ginger responded. She turned around and bent over. “They did such a good job. My ass is ready for you.” “Oh, stop, Ginger,” Vincento chuckled. “This is the infamous Isabella.” “Damn, you never told me she was a Renaissance Goddess,” Ginger exclaimed. “Those fucking curves are amazing.” “Isabella, stop staring at the wall,” Vincento requested. I looked back and stared only at Ginger’s face. “Nice to meet you, Ginger,” I said, smiling.

So, she breathed heavily before she continued walking in their table's direction. "Oh, Arabella. Your back! Come! I would love to introduce Ginger, she's my classmate abroad before." Rosy waved at Arabella. She smiled but her eyes were signaling Rosy that they had to leave the place. She didn't want to be with Bill Sky and Ginger. "Hi, Ginger Heather." The sexy woman reached her hand for a handshake. She spoke melodiously.

I tried to ignore the distractions, focusing on my lunch, but the attention was overwhelming. I tried to ignore them all, focusing on my lunch. Returning to the lab, I saw Zephyr speaking with Professor Gabby, all eyes on them. "Alpha Zeph here of Red Blood Crimson has provided the first starting batch of 100 liters of ginseng, free... courtesy of his friend, Jasmine." Whistles and hoots erupted as all eyes turned to me, my cheeks flushing. I thanked them for their praise. "Alpha Zeph, you didn't have to," I said, genuinely surprised.

The scent of cheap vanilla and raw, unwashed musk was still clinging to the pores of his skin, a stubborn residue from the three hours he'd spent in a flickering neon-lit motel on the outskirts of town. His gaze was fixed, unblinking and predatory, on the woman weaving through the tables with a silver tray of champagne flutes. Her name was Tamsin. She was wearing the standard-issue black vest and white shirt of the catering staff, but the buttons were strained over her chest, and her dark hair was pinned up in a way that suggested it had been hastily redone in a backseat.

Cosmo respected that, so he only got to spend time with Zabrynna once a week. Jasper said Cosmo wasn’t really gay—he was just pretending for a mission related to his real job. Apparently, Cosmo had another profession, but Jasper didn’t say what it was. Zabrynna already knew Cosmo was only pretending, which explained why he was so intense in bed—definitely not gay. She said she couldn’t keep up with Cosmo’s energy. I just laughed at her story about how Cosmo “crawled” all over her in our house. She thought he wouldn’t come home from Romblon because of work in Manila, so she nearly had a heart attack when he suddenly climbed on top of her in the middle of the night. Tsk. So cheesy.

Alfred found the clothe in Chevy’s belongings, Chevy was a classic playboy so there were no shortage of women stuffs in his luggage. As ivory approached the door to leave, she shook her head and turned around. ‘the reason why I visited you was to tell you that I want you to be in my team, I plan to go to Buklime mountain to gather some herbs and the ice lotus for merits point and I’m currently teamless...you can also tell your friends to join…if you want to’. Having said this she turned around and left. Immediately she left, Alfred jumped on the bed, grabbed his hair and used his head to hit the bed as he knelt on the bed.

‎She smiled stepping back, “No need for the chicken casserole. This right here is enough. I am very sure Lorenzo will love it.” ‎“In any case, you could always add ginger, lots of it. Lorenzo loves ginger” she divulges and Dante's mouth fell open. ‎ ‎“Ginger, queen mother, ginger?" He asked, his tone alarmed for some reason. ‎“Yes ginger. Do I have water in my mouth?" She asked, her tone venomous as she walked past Dante to the cupboard. She grabbed a bottle of ginger powder handing it over. ‎At first I hesitated for a while unsure of her true motives, but decided against it when I realized that she had no reason whatsoever to harm her own son.

How she had the nerve to make that every morning in this house was beyond me “Jess!” Maria called out sweetly. “Would you like to start your day with something that flushes your organs clean?” Jess walked in with a groan, her bonnet still halfway off her head. “Is it an exorcism in a cup again?” “It’s ginger, lime, celery, spinach, cucumber and a hint of cayenne—” “Oh God, just say you blended the entire backyard.” “I’ll have you know, people pay top dollar for this. Beyoncé does something similar!”

ᯓ★ Frustrated with her current situation, Ginger went to a bar to grab some alcohol in hopes that it would help her forget her frustrations for a while and just have fun. Even though she was not going to work, she still kept her real identity hidden by wearing her wig and contact lenses. And for tonight’s outfit, she wore an off-shoulder short tight black dress, showing her curves in the right places and some cleavage as well. The length of her skirt was above her knee, showing her flawless legs and thighs. She let her wavy hair fall up to her shoulders and wore her favorite earrings.

"We're not discussing this. That's tomorrow." "Okay, okay. Well, I came over to discuss something else. I got these two ginger drinks I wanted to share with you." He held up two glass bottles. They were a dark, murky color, almost like swamp water. "Ginger drinks? Those look repulsive." "They're supposed to be good. And good for you." "Are you sure?" He nodded. "Positive." I let him hand me mine, staring at the brown liquid. I held it up to my nose. It didn't particularly smell like anything. It just looked gross. "Did you want to cheer?"