Lavender Scones And Second Chances 소설 & 이야기

- she walks to me as I am sitting at the kitchen table “She needs some food” - Leon says and Penelope starts grabbing some stuff to make me a sandwich. “Dinner won’t be ready for another hour, but I’ll make you a sandwich for now” - she says and I smile at her “Thanks” - I reply “Anything for you alpha?” - P asks and Leon shakes his head Penelope places the plate in front of me and within a couple of minutes the sandwich is gone and my stomach is still rumbling. “What happened to us?” - Lara asks and I don’t even know what to say

I wonder sometimes, if I had seen you then, however, you might have been, obsessively caring for your pup like she was the center of your universe, I wonder if I wouldn't have fallen for you there and then. “Elara did things to hurt me, but the moon goddess gave me you., and though my belief might not be spot on, I believe she gave us to each other for a second chance, at everything. The first one wasn’t right, Scarlett. I don’t think it was ever going to be right, not for any of us, but in the grand plan, I don’t believe for a second I wouldn’t have met you in any life as my second chance. Our love will span our lifetime, and in my next life, whatever that is, I'd love to have the privilege

She smelled like lavender and honey, a scent that had become intoxicatingly familiar. “Good morning,” she replied, glancing at me over her shoulder with a soft smile. “What’s for breakfast?” I asked, reluctantly letting her go and sliding into my seat at the table. “Pancakes, bacon, and scrambled eggs,” she replied, flipping a pancake with practiced ease. The cook stood by the counter, offering assistance when needed, but it was clear Emma was running the show. I smiled, watching her move with a confidence that made me proud. She wasn’t just fitting into this life, she was owning it.

"Is that also where you got the scones?" "Yeah, the lemon-blueberry ones. He said the secret is vanilla bean, which I guess is why they're called "A Taste of Vanilla." When that dessert was mentioned, Emma felt a pain in her heart that she had never felt before. She remembered that Lucus made them for her when she was on a diet to make sure she ate something. Dieting wasn't as much of a problem anymore because she paid more attention to her habits while pregnant to make sure her baby was healthy. Now she cared more about her daughter than herself. She cared more about how her daughter saw her than how she looked, and the last thing she wanted was for her to pick up bad eating habits from her

Her empanadas were plump, and the quinoa had been meticulously shaped into a deer. "Thank you, Hannah," she said softly after a while. "How childish." Andrew's indignant complaint sounded a few seats away. His quinoa was shaped like a teddy bear and decorated with fresh basil. "Only kids would like this kind of gimmicky stuff," he protested with a disgusted look on his face. Kaden was stunned by the fox-shaped array on his plate. Upon hearing Andrew's complaint, his eyes flickered with mischief. A grin crept up his face. "If you don't like it, Andrew, you can give it to me. I happen to like it very much."

*Castle of Shadows* Sarene DeMarco I leaned my hip against the grand marble windowsill overlooking the night veranda deep in thought. I had dawned my sleep wear for the day ahead. It was near midnight but she wasn’t ready for sleep. Our people were able to experience the sun from over the horizon and that was it before it peaked fully in the sky but in doing so had its’ effects. It slowed our ability to function. Our thoughts always a mess and vision blurs. In my opinion it sucked. The sun begins to rise around six o’clock in the morning which in itself five o’clock horizon. I was leader our people and as such I felt the urge to disband the position of my second in command, Gabriel Hues. At

Her living room was just as I remembered, cluttered in the best way, with throw pillows on the couch, books stacked on the coffee table, and the faint scent of lavender from a candle she'd lit. We settled on the couch, kicking off our shoes. Emma had already set out a tray with mugs of tea and a plate of fresh scones. “ I baked these this morning,” she said proudly, breaking one in half and handing me a piece. The scone was warm, crumbly, with bits of blueberry bursting in my mouth. “ So, spill. Everything, tell me every detail.” Her eyes were wide, leaning forward like she was hanging on my every word already.

said a new voice. Aaron Lachlan stood in the doorway, holding a plate of scones. “Makeovers,” he said, “are basically performance art that requires snacks.” I wanted to glare, but he was immune to glares. He offered a lemon scone like a peace treaty. “What do you know about makeovers?” I muttered. “If I were a guy, this would be two racks, tops.” “And if I were White,” Aaron said loftily, “no one would question whether I’m a Lachlan. Scone?”

And, she couldn't wait to get her hands on a beer for the first time. She went to their room to tug Molly on her new bed. They didn't have much to give at the moment and already saved up for a much bigger apartment. Ava already had a change of job and was now working as one of the chefs at a good and polished restaurant in Queens. Madeline used more than half of her savings to contribute into getting a more bigger apartment now that Molly has arrived. They knew just a one room flat won't work anymore with Molly's arrival.

Unexpectedly, Rebecca had the audacity to show up at my doorstep, shamelessly wailing outside the Hale Group's building. "I was blind before! I couldn't see the scheme those two snakes were running. Tyler, I've thought about it for the past five years, and I've learned so much! People shouldn't trample on others' sincerity. I've made up my mind—I will be completely devoted to you. Tyler, forgive me for the mistakes I made unknowingly! Please give us another chance. I know now that everything you did was to make me realize the truth. I'm wide awake now. I really know I was wrong, and from now on, I'll love you with all my heart!"