Isn't Life Juicy Novels & Stories

What if Luca left me too? I reached out for the chilled orange juice that had begun to succumb to the hot air. Bringing the transparent straw to my lips, I sipped from it. Although drowned in my ugly thoughts, I still took some seconds to appreciate the zesty tang that tantalized my tongue. If only my life could be as sweet as this orange juice.

Levi reappears, a red plastic cup in each hand. “Ladies,” he drawls, holding the drinks out toward Nessa and me. I take it from him, staring down into the cup dubiously at the red liquid inside. “It’s jungle juice,” he provides before I can ask. “Tastes like kool-aid, but watch out, that shit is potent.” Nessa takes a sip, swallowing it down and licking her lips. “Ooh, this is yummy.” She turns to me, tapping her cup to mine. “Try it, Vee!”

"But if I had that kind of money I’d buy every single company that makes pineapple pizza and shut them down." Jayn gasped. "You’re a monster." "Says the woman who thinks ketchup belongs on eggs," I raised a brow. She groaned. "Why do you hate joy?" I smirked but said nothing. Jayn was good. Too good. I wondered why she chose this life. She could easily make it doing other legal jobs.

When Juicy was eighteen years old her Momma died; not immediately¡ªit didn't happen in one day, and perhaps Juicy could consider her mother's entire life as a slow death. But it was when Juicy was eighteen that marked the end of the life that Jassmina Robinson had once lived.

I was so caught up in everything Reed Tyler that my life had been on hold until now. "Just feel, Jaycee." God those husky words almost took me over the edge. He knew me too well. "You are so tight and wet and you taste like heaven. The sweetest piece of candy I've ever eaten. Come for me, Jaycee." He bit down slightly on my clit and I was lost. Lost in an ecstasy so intense I didn't know how to stop it. I didn't want it to stop. I wanted this to go on and on.

After an earthquake, my sister, Lila York, and I joined a search and rescue team. In my past life, she dug through the debris half-heartedly, looking tired and resigned. This time, she was beyond excited. Her facial muscles twitched and twisted with her agitation. To prevent me from stopping her, she shoved me to the ground and threw pieces of debris at my legs. Then, she ran to a spot in the debris where a wealthy woman was trapped. As she excitedly dug through the rubble, she muttered, "I'm going to be the heiress this time. I'm going to be rich!"

Edward collapsed on the spot in rage, and after that, there was no stopping her. One year later, my short-video platform had cleared the 100-million-user mark, so I rode the wave and rolled out livestream shopping. Capital rushed in the second they saw the potential, everyone scrambling for a slice. The factories and agricultural lines I worked with started booming on live streams. Even tourism changed as short videos took off. People stopped packing into big cities and started chasing trips out in nature instead. Around then, the vacation real estate project Jerome and Rosalie were running together blew up in their faces.

He brought three different types of juice, and croissants with butter and a butter knife on the side. My stomach grumbled, and I smiled, thanking him. By the time my maids have come, I've polished my plate, and am sipping on my orange juice. Quill excuses himself as he goes to get his home in order, giving me a kiss on the cheek. My maids swoon and playfully fan themselves, but I ignore them, rushing them to hurry. Now with Quill gone, I can panic in peace. My mind is in uproar as I think about everything Quill told me; from the pregnancy rumors, to breaking to the engagement, to being told that people were trying to talk my father out of leaving his titleage from me.

She felt her eyes welling up with tears, and Jessica pointed to the refrigerator. "Do you want a soft drink, Mom? Coca-Cola?" Jessica nodded, "Yes." Anna nodded and went to open the refrigerator, but couldn't find any Coca-Cola. She asked the owner, "Do you have Coca-Cola in your restaurant?" The owner called out from the kitchen, "Yes, but it's all gone in the refrigerator. There's one box left in the storeroom, I'll get it for you after I finish frying the chicken drumsticks." Anna looked at her mother, her eyes filled with pity. She smiled helplessly, "Can I go get it, owner?"

Lust was his middle name! Ecca walked towards him in a seductive gait while Khuraan was barely holding himself back. She placed her hand over his chest and rubbed a bit. “Is it better than Carmen’s?” It took a moment for Khuraan to decipher her words. Ecca was jealous. And in order to snag his attention and to lay her claim, she was now seducing him.