Jingga Novels & Stories

his voice was stern but cold. For some unknown reason, Ameira smiled as well. They feel the same way in this place. It is comforting to see how busy and happy the people are here in the market. Ameira's smile slowly faded as she felt the stare of the man in front of her. Fortunately, their food order arrived before the man opened his mouth. "Woah ~ thank you! Can I get lime and chili as well and soy sauce?" the man in front of her asked while smiling widely.

she says as the pink that I love fills her cheeks. Grandma Helen's smile grows as she bounces on the balls of her feet, obviously excited and proud of what she's about to do. "When I heard you'd chosen mint as one of your colors, I was worried. But then..." She reaches into her giant purse. "...I learned that mint really means blue-green. And you know that A****n has lots of color choices and with Prime..." My smile grows as Kimbra's cheeks continue to redden. "Grandma."

Ok mummy," I mocked her and she rolled her eyes. I finished my make up and saw myself in the mirror. I'm not looking bad I see. Lol whom I'm kidding I'm looking gorgeous... I'm wearing a red blouse with gold thread work over it. And a net lehenga of cream colour with a red thread work cloth underneath it and a cream colour net dupatta with sparkling border on it. And about my jewellery I'm wearing Rajasthani maang tikka, and pearl work jhumka and necklace set with the same pear work kamidahani on my waist. My wrists are adorned with red and golden colour bangles as a small black bindi is stuck between my eyebrows.....

He ought to be a grandpa. His brown teeth and the odour coming from his body irritates me the most but I have to follow the game if I don't want to be discovered. I wrapped my hand around his neck and whispered in his ear, "Tell them to excuse us, I have a surprise for you". He grinned and signaled to his gang to move far away. They quickly obeyed him without thorough thinking. They moved about fifteen miles backwards and continue their smoking. I smiled at him and we both entered far into a nearby bush. I told him to pull off all his clothes and he did so. I also pretended to off mine too, then I grabbed the rope holding my robe and tied it around his neck while he chokes.

Shin wears a red dress which makes her look even more beautiful, so Redric feels jealous of the foreign men who visit Restaurant Essort continued to stare at Shin without blinking. Yeah, right now Shin looks like a royal princess, white skin with a sharp nose, slightly pointed chin and slightly wide eyes, also with naturally curvy lashes, plus thin lips that make anyone who sees him tempted.

His laughter stopped my rant. “I'm sorry, Olivia, is just that your words have caused me a lot of fun.” he explained wiping the tears that had accumulated in the corners of his eyes “I like the way you do things, believe me, but you have to understand we must follow certain rules regarding your plan with the dinner, for example: We have dry wines, sweet, fruity, full bodied, white, pink and red, there are reserved, large reserved and young, and, according to the wines we have created, I think you should talk to the chef in charge of diner to see which dish will go best with the drink.”

Riley woke up and got ready. She threw on a pair of dark blue denim jeans with a white tank top and a black blazer with a pair of black heels. She wanted to look more business casual. She threw her hair up in a sleek ponytail and applied minimal makeup. She looked in the mirror. This was it. This was her first assignment. She felt she looked the part. Hopefully, she wouldn't fall too behind in her end of year assignments. However, she was sure she could work online from the other pack. Riley then grabbed her bags and headed to the pack house.

I'll have to take her word for it. "Ooh! I want a giant churro!" Geni says and practically bounces into the vender line. "You want one?" "Sure, as long as they have margaritas, too." She snorts. "It's a soccer game. Of course there are margaritas." As we wait, I keep people-watching. I've never seen so many flags and foam fingers and noisemakers in my life. The sound is almost deafening. I lean over. "Is it always this loud?" I yell in her ear.

"It is for memory enhancement, and it relieves pain!" "Alright, we have observed that you gathered three vials~ "Shiva, I didn't tell you the third yet!" Orora cut her off. Shiva just pursed her lips as she glanced at me. She then pointed to the third small bottle and took a deep breath before explaining. The third bottle had a thick color of red that looked like blood or could be tomato juice. When she twirled the lid open, both Shiva and I lifted our heads as we sniffed the scent of someone familiar to both of us. We then glanced at each other and shifted our baffled stare to our witch sister.

Liya said, pointing to a smear of red across my palette. I snorted. “It’s literally just red.” “No, Madam, it’s blood orange,” she insisted with all the seriousness in the world. “See? It’s the shade of your husband’s temper.” Leina choked on a laugh, covering her mouth like she wasn’t allowed to find that funny. “Don’t drag me into your nonsense,” I muttered, dragging the brush across the canvas anyway. “It’s just crimson.” “Crimson,” Leina repeated softly, testing the word like it belonged in her mouth. “Sounds like trouble.”