Grumpy X Sunshine Books Novels & Stories

Sunshine giggled and shooks her head. She grab uncle's hand and drag him to our direction. "That's Grey Grey Mr. Bradford." Sunshine pointed at me. Uncle Blake look up and realize that I am Grey Grey. He narrow his eyes and purses his lips. Oh fuck no. Stupid stuff will come out of his mouth in a count of 3. 1. 2. 3. "No can do. He's definitely a sexual predator." I sigh. I want to face palm so bad. "Huh? I already told you Mr. Bradford he's not an alligator." Sunshine repeated.

Sunny snorted softly and turned back into the house, muttering, "Seriously, it's like the world is coming to an end." That morning, the sky was still gray, and Ailee and Lady Lyana were taking care of business at school. Today was still a school holiday, so Sunny took advantage of this to take the triplets to the small market at the end of the block. They needed stationery and some school supplies. They walked hand in hand, Lowly holding Sunny's hand tightly, while Loudy and Lucille chatted about the storybooks they wanted to buy. "But I want the one with the cool wolf!" Loudy said excitedly.

They really tried. I stroll to Sunshine's room which is adjoining with mine. He rises from the bed delighted immediately he sets eyes on me. I stretch my hands out welcoming him into an embrace. "Wonderful to find you having a good time. What were you doing?" I seem not to know that he was looking into books. "I was reading some kiddies novels, they are very interesting, those ones you brought from grandma's library." "Which of your grandma?" I want to test his intelligence, if he'd be perfect in describing them both. I sink into the bed, gazing steadily on him as he parts his lips to say something.

The first tooth. God. Officially on its way. Fair. Which sounded exciting. Reasonable. Until the baby became grumpy. God. Very grumpy. Fair. Exceptionally grumpy. Reasonable honestly. Peanut spent most of the morning chewing things and complaining about life. God. A relatable response. Fair. Then Lily noticed. Reasonable. Of course she noticed. God. She noticed everything. Fair. Especially anything involving Peanut. Reasonable honestly. Then she crouched beside her sister.

Chapter 15: Goldilocks “Goldie you are taking forever, we will miss the rainbow!” Everett called out from outside. “I am coming Grumpy!” I called back with a small giggle. Ever since we had that conversation, it had become easier to live comfortably in the house with him. It no longer felt like a stranger’s house. Today, we agreed to go out of the house for a change. He wanted to show me around the forest –whatever that was, I thought with a smile as I put the final touch to my hair. It was up in a ponytail and I had taken my time to make sure it came out very sleek so that only my golden curls bounced behind me.

“Okay, mommy. I hope Skye gets well soon.” “He will, as long as we take care of him with love, and you must be happy so that Skye can heal faster.” Sunny’s smile returned, reaching her cute eyes, then she looked at Skye. “Look, Skye, I’m smiling so you can get well soon.” I almost cried after I heard Skye’s soft giggle. I felt relieved and felt a light feeling to hear Skye’s giggle for a second. “Skye, you giggle!” Sunny said happily and loudly, then hugged Skye. “You’re not mad at me.”

Bookshelves lined the walls, their shelves filled with a vast collection of knowledge and wisdom. Harley Louis leaned casually against the window, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Let me tell you," he began, his voice alive with animated chatter. "Those old geezers in the Granger family are something else. The moment they caught sight of you returning, I swear, they were spewing curses under their breaths."

My heart races as I stare at the messages from Jace, my fingers hovering over the keyboard. He’s online, probably noticing that I am too. Another text pops up. -Mr. Grumpy: Sugar Baby. My belly flutters. -Mr.Grumpy: I want you to tell me one thing. -Mr. Grumpy: If you answer, I won't punish you for ignoring my request in the supermarket. I told you to keep your phone on, you brat.

The sun had gone down when Saffy drove towards Jack's house, and she was interested to see inside the beautiful home. She hadn't thought about Jack for a few days, she had been so busy getting to know her Granny and practising her spells, but she had looked on the bookshelves and found an old book concerning werewolves. It was a bit odd to read as the words kept disappearing, but Granny said to tell the book off - which Saffy thought would be neither use nor ornament, but then her world had turned into entirely crazy, so reprimanding a book seemed neither here nor there.

At least I will have James by my side. The next few days pass like a blur, but gradually, Mr Grumpy starts to get stronger. By now he is able to walk on his own, albeit slowly around the house. We fall into a new normal, with very little talking. Mostly, I stay out of his way and spend my time outside. I don’t venture too far, but with my sharpened stick, I try to find a way out of this place. The sun is already setting when I return to the cottage, disappointed, sweaty and frustrated. I halt in my steps when I see Grumpy standing by the door, a deep frown on his face, his body on high alert.