Novel & Cerita Jingga

Gavin looked at him shyly. “I love jams,” Gavin whispered. “I know you do. It’s why I brought them,” Ainar’s smile widened. “Go on, eat.” The alpha opened the jar for him, even broke down the bread for him so he could them comfortably. Gavin grabbed a spoon from the basket, the jam on his other hand. He dipped the spoon before quickly putting it into his mouth. He hummed delightedly at the flavor that settled on his tongue. It’s a raspberry jam, he belatedly realized. He did not realize at first as many fruits also had red color. The sweetness of the fruit tickled his senses. He quickly dipped the spoon in the jam again, before putting it back to his mouth.

Drake The leaves had collected at the door again and all over the parking lot. There was nothing more breathtaking than the crimson, dark yellow, and burnt oranges that filled the scene before him. The large, colorful trees lined the narrow road that led up to the gym. He took a quick right and moved more into the line of the forest, breathing in deeply and picking up his pace until he was running hard. Jake would kick his ass if he tried to talk the other man into something so aggressive, but for him... it was a walk in the park.

“Amazing! Did you make this yourself?” The lady nodded happily. “Here, give some to your friends over there.” A short woman with long hair came up to Rhina and offered her some bubble gum. “Here, this is the tastiest brand of gum you can find in New Ajens. Give some to your friends, too.” “Thanks,” Rhina said as she took the gum. More people rose from their seats and came to the three travelers. “Want a cigarette? You can have the whole box if you want.” A man in a miner’s jacket handed Ishida a red box labeled, “Cherry.”

Ruby sits next to Hector and Ash sits next to Ruby. Hector goes to speak with them when the double doors open and everyone stands and bows. The queen enters wearing a big, puffy pink gown. She sits, then everyone else sits. Iris sits by Rex. The servants come to the table, pour drinks and place a salad down in front of every person at the table. The table is quiet as everyone eats their salads. Hector finds it tastes odd to him, but chokes it down for appearances. Once everyone is done, the servants clear away the dishes.

Cyrus replied confidently, "Yes, it's eyeshadow." "Wrong." Cyrus gave her another ten envelopes of money. She said, "This is a blush" George frowned. "It's obvious that there is also yellow in it." Sigrid explained quickly, "The yellow color is an orange shade of blush. There are also purple and light pink. However, they are all known as blush." George was speechless. Women were so troublesome. They were clearly yellow, purple and light pink. However, they only said that all of it was blush! What happened to the other three colors that got ignored? Why weren't those three colors included as well? It was so unfair!

Set ≠8 with a tick. The maple leaves were dried and looked perfect, one reddish orange, two clear glass reflecting the white gold and yellow gold underneath. She had made a reddish orange small beaded chain mixed with yellow and white gold for this pendant. She boxed together the set as ticked ≠9 of the list.

Her nostrils flared and her brows knitted. Lilly stood there nervously as guilt rushed through her veins. Her brown waves covered half of her face and her emerald eyes were lowered. "What are you doing here ?" Champagne stood up harshly and the chair scraped against the floor making Lilly take a step back. "I..." Lilly lifted her head to explain and finally her sister noticed the scar on her face. It was vertical across her cheek with blood dried on it. Champagne's eyes roamed all over Lilly's body, she had on a blue sundress that was all dirty and her body was covered in scratches.

As if that explains it all. “Oh god,” I mutter, burying my sweaty face in a doll. “Jax has all kinds,” she continues, totally unfazed. “Red ones, silver ones, and glow-in-the-dark ones.” She taps her finger to her lips as if thinking about it. “Ripped, ribbed, dotted, fruity, spicy —” she adds proudly. “I don’t know what spicy means, but it sounds dangerous. One’s camouflaged, another’s got tiger stripes. Not joking.”

orange slices. “Hukkk...” Gia clapped a hand over her mouth and pointed accusingly at the orange slices in front of Raven. “What?” Raven asked, puzzled as he glanced between Gia and the plate. “Get rid of it! Hukk!” “Get rid of what? This?” Raven lifted the porridge. Gia shook her head, stepping back to avoid looking at the offending fruit. Whether it was a trick of her mind or something else, the mere sight of the orange slices made her feel nauseated, even though no scent reached her nose.

He cleaned the plate except for the jelly, and he didn't drink the orange substance she called juice. "Wow! You did a good job." Autumn says, smiling at him. "What is this?" He pointed to the purple substance that looked like congealed Daunian blood, and to the orange juice, which was the dominant color. "It's a food called jelly, and this is concentrated orange juice." Frowning, pushing the plate away, almost like a cute child. "Oh, I don't eat chemically induced foods, and neither should you; it's bad for your health, there are so many things here on earth that are not in order," Bastion tells her.