Kindle Paperwhite Raspberry Novels & Stories

She held up her cone it was dripping pink down the sides and Valerian looked at it like it might bite him. "I have my own." "But I want you to taste mine. We can share. Like friends." He hesitated and then l he leaned down and took a small bite. "Raspberry," he said. "The tartness balances the sugar effectively." Liyana nodded like this made perfect sense. "You can have more if you want." "That won't be necessary." "Okay." She took another bite. Then she stopped. Looked at him. "Mr. Puzzle?" "Yes."

“What job am I going to do today?” “Hm,” he looked at the tablet he was holding, scrolling through a few pages before looking at her. “Your schedule is packed Ms. Calixto.” “Am I really starting now? I don’t even know what she does! Like… her mannerisms or something. Don’t people know that about her?” Rojean panicked, looking around the room if there was something she could base Gizelle off from. “Sei liked her black clothes. Do you fancy wearing black clothes? Are you okay wearing black clothes?” Krister asked, looking at his tablet still before walking to the back room.

she rasped, reaching for his shirt. He shook off her request, then reached for a chocolate-covered strawberry. “Open.” Arguing with that forceful command seemed impossible. As soon as her lips parted, he placed the sweet fruit on her tongue. Flavor burst across her senses, and she bit into its succulence, melting most of the chocolate on her tongue. Sipping champagne, Rufus watched, his gaze smoldering

She said, pointing to a glittery royal blue. "No, I think this pink is nicer…" The tears were beginning, and I quickly dabbed the brush into the blue glitter and patted it lightly onto her eyes. "Ok, now lipstick, Wiyam." I nodded and adding some lipstick lightly. Raven’s make-up was dark… I realise Kiara used to have a lot of pinks and glitters in comparison to Raven's, which were so much darker. This girl… Well, she had to go and touch Raven’s stuff. I sighed, I hope Raven didn’t get mad…

“See. These ones are cherry and chocolate and there’s even a marshmallow, caramel, and chocolate one.” Riley looked up at Rosie with big eyes. “Can we keep them, please?” He clasped his hands under his chin and gave her those big, pleading eyes that had become a puss-in-boots meme. Rosie laughed. “Okay,” she replied. “Come on in, Dianna.” “Oh, no, just take a couple of boxes—” “Nonsense,” Rosie said, swinging the door wider. “Come in and have a cuppa and we’ll share a tart.”

“That’s white milk.” I didn’t even bother turning my head. “You’re remarkably observant this morning.” “I don’t want white milk.” “Sure.” She marched two steps forward, her free hand going to her tiny hip. “I want pink milk.” I poured batter into the waffle iron. It hissed softly on contact. “What’s available this morning is white milk.” “That is not princess milk,” she’s already getting louder. “That is boring milk.” “Drink it with your eyes closed.”

“Bring the salmon.” She turned to Clairessa. “And for you, miss?” “Water, please,” Clairessa responded. Maribel tilted her head. “Water? Are you sure? We have a blend of white peaches and grapefruit, fresh, chilled, and beautifully balanced. Light, refreshing, just perfect for the day.” “Oh, come on, just try it. One glass. If you don’t like it, you don’t have to finish.” Maribel’s insistence was obvious.

"Of course, Rita. Anything for you." I picked up the phone and called Rachel. "Bring in some water for Mrs. Blackwind." A few moments later, Rachel returned with a glass of water and set it down in front of Rita. Rita lifted the glass, eyed it, and wrinkled her nose. "What type of water is this?" Rachel kept her professional demeanour. "Regular still water, ma’am." Rita clicked her tongue in disapproval. "I want sparkling water. I don’t like this."

Wyck motioned to the unobtrusive waiter who hovered in the kitchen on the other side of the sliding glass doors. "Oh, goodness, Wyck, I don't know." Harper rubbed her belly. "I'm so full already." Wyck grinned at her as the waiter set down a crystal dish of a lovely deep pink scoop of sorbet with gold on the top. "It's beautiful, Wyck. What is it?" "Champagne-infused raspberry sorbet with edible gold." Harper picked up her spoon and dipped in. "Mmmmm, this is delicious." "I'm glad you like it. Finish it all up," Wyck said with an enigmatic look on his face.

Her big eyes light up like wild fire at that last word. "I make the pistachio one with special nut butter brought straight from the Silvermoon Vale packs," I tell her. She lifts her thick hand up. "Say no more, Alpha. I want that one." "Great choice." "What is inside the yellow mellow jar?" she asks, peaking over. "Sweet coconut milk, fresh mango, wild pineapple, and yellow banana." "That sounds completely amazing too." "Your wolf is allowed to eat both jars, Zara." She looks at her full body and sighs. "No, my eyes are always much bigger than my fat belly."