Isn't Life Juicy Novels & Stories

"You already called my work horrendous, you can not take it back." "I meant horrendous as in scary but it is quite good." "Oh well...don't expect a thank you." Austin shrugged. "Besides smoking and painting scary thought processes, what else do you do here?" "Merrigold, you worry too much. There is town close by a kilometer away. I buy groceries, I cook, I work, I eat, I have a maid who comes to clean up and do laundry once a work. I live a normal life." "Is the maid a negro?"

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.

God knows from how many days. I kept crying with my baby in my arms. Is this my life. . . . Please like and comment. Thank you.

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.

Luna's Pov I wake up every day dreading that I'm still breathing. A few times a day I find myself thinking"How am I still alive"? This a question I never find the answer to but maybe because... I'm a useless fool... A coward... A slut... A bitch... A dumb whore... At least that's what he tells me. As an eighteen-year-old girl, I am extremely underdeveloped physically and mentally. I can tell from looking at other girls in my neighborhood they all looked healthy while I was a bag of bones.

Hyun Joo asked, “Don’t you bring lunch from home? The most delicious gimbap.” Ji A flabbergasted. Ji A said, “Yes I am. I am going to eat that. I am just kidding. I gotta go. Have fun…bye.” Hyun is relieved that she went. Bo Ra is too happy that she is with Hyun Joo. But she didn’t like that Ji A is again coming in her life. Bo Ra noticed that she was speaking with Hyun Joo at time to time. Bo Ra asked Hyun Joo, “I am noticing you for a long period. Why are you close with Ji A? Did you fall for her? All of a sudden…..

"You're a terrible liar." "There's nothing to lie about." "Uh-huh. Then why are you blushing?" "I'm not—" I pressed my hands to my cheeks, which were indeed warm. "It's hot in here." "Sure it is." Jules leaned forward conspiratorially. "Come on, give me something. I'm living vicariously through you. You're in a literal forbidden romance setup! Do you know how many romance novels start exactly like this?" "This is not a romance novel. This is my actual life. And it's complicated and weird and—"

– she looked at him for a moment, before staring at him as if he were planning to eat him alive – But you are… Simply delicious. - Believe me... Nothing can be compared to you in this fantasy. You'll be very lucky if she still exists when we're alone and I rip her out of her body. – he grunted, desirous, as soon as they stopped in front of the drinks table – So, which one is the miracle juice? - Right here...! – Looking extremely excited, Missy pointed to a huge glass jug with a small yellow faucet at the end – It's so delicious, love! I have never tasted something so good...! – she suddenly gave him a smirk – Well, except you of course.