Isn't Life Juicy Novels & Stories

Joy offered a slice, saying, “Have some.” With just one whiff, Scarlett leaned back with a full frown on her face. She grumbled, “Oh, my god! Why does it smell so bad for me?” “Pizza is pizza, Scarlett. It smells the same and we order the same thing all the time!” One paralegal said. “You aren’t pregnant, are you?" “Yeah, and it had been over a month since your long honeymoon with Mister hottie husband,” Joy mentioned, and her lips thinned, forming a teasing grin.

((Cranberry juice )) "You really seem to be working miracles for us Jewel, yet again we find ourselves in your debt" (( I don't consider it as such so it's nothing )). They both decided to join in on the food and thus it turned into a family dinner and chit chat.

Tim and Sir Flinn are arguing about how to pronounce the word they saw in the dictionary, but later, they will found out both of them are wrong. “ Maybe. They could have all the money, all the fancy treasures, but they are still not happy. They want to find something that will worth their time and their remaining days. They just want to-"I paused and glanced at Miss Mia. “Feel alive.” I continued. I saw her half smile. “ This world is too noisy and busy. Too noisy that I couldn't hear my own thoughts and even my own footprints seems unfamiliar to me.” She gave me a tired look.

Chapter: Cracks in the Foundation Spencer leaned against the kitchen counter, sipping his coffee as he replayed his conversation with Yash in his mind. The tension between them was palpable, and Spencer wasn’t naive—he knew this wasn’t just about Yash’s feelings for Shelly. It was deeper, messier, a blend of jealousy and betrayal that could shatter their friendship if not handled delicately.

Marie 1 year later One thing I hate the most in this world is dieting. I just hate dieting. I hate it. Maybe I'm being a bit too cynical because I haven't eaten proper food in over a week now. I'm on a juice cleanse. I'm surviving on smoothies and boy do I hate them. Just one more day until I can eat solid food again. Thinking about it is making me so happy. Tomorrow is going to be magical not because I'm getting married but because I can finally eat junk again. Can tomorrow come by any faster.

Thanks to my previous life at the Fisheries Bureau, lining up buyers was a piece of cake. Before I could truly got the pearls, I had already locked in deals with a hundred merchants for steady buys. In under six months, I made a killing as a middleman, raking in 100,000 dollars in no time flat. The day I went home to pay off my debt, Holly's jaw dropped at the sight of my stylish outfit. The mild climate where I stayed had worked wonders on my skin, making it smooth and glowy. Holly gave me a once-over and said, "By the looks of you, you didn't stick with the troops. You talk a good game, but really, you just left your hubby on the front lines while you lived it up."

He drowned in those messages from dusk till dawn. Finally, he made a call. "Call off the search for Jean. It's… no longer necessary." … Most people would probably think a forest ranger's life was unbearably dull. Day after day, it was the same endless snow and unchanging woods. Even the animals and mountains stayed quiet. But I loved it. Honestly, I became an actress for the chance to live countless different lives.

She sat in the corner of her cell all day without sleep, murmuring to herself over and over that it was all her fault. "Zachary, I'm sorry… If there's a next life, I promise I'll make it up to you." Without thinking, I immediately responded, "That won't be necessary, Mom. I don't want to be your son in the next life." As if she could suddenly see me, Mom turned toward me and exclaimed, "Zachary, you came to visit me! I knew you couldn't bear to leave me." I was startled, but I tried speaking to her again.

I'd never taken it off. Now that it was here, the message couldn't be clearer. Wendy, already at her breaking point, kicked the ring, sending it skittering across the floor. "What is this piece of junk?" she snapped. "Just looking at it makes me sick!" Terence jolted out of his stupor and lunged in the direction the ring had skittered off. He refused to believe I'd be that ruthless, and that I'd abandon him over something so trivial.

She said, "What's the big deal. "It's just a Ferrari. It's not like I haven't been in one before." I sneered and shook my head. I thought, 'You are vain. 'A vain bitch.' I had just arrived at the supermarket when I heard my phone ring. My phone was connected to the Bluetooth in the car. Any sound the Bluetooth had came through my phone. I turned around to see that it was a girl in my passenger seat. The girl was dressed up in a sultry way. She looked mature.