Lemon Story Novels & Stories

She gasped in mock surprise. "So it's two against one now? No problem, lemme mind my business." We all laughed at her antics. It was actually a box of chocolates, the same ones that made me puke on my first date. Cringe worthy, I know, but it's still a bittersweet memory. We were done and I was about getting into my car when Gerald called out to me. "I'd like for us to talk one on one, soon enough."He suggested. I turned to Laila who stood on the side of the vehicle, she signalled me to listen to him.

The place charged diamonds for the freshest and tastiest seafood she had ever eaten. “Fine, I accept your offer,” Hart said, without losing his cool. Perhaps he wanted to know more about this man who he had professed to her. He would help her forget. In Bali, he had asked her so many times who he was, but to no avail. Now this man was standing before him, and he learned they were childhood friends.

Crimson replied as he yawned. "Oh, so it's true that you didn't get enough sleep. I thought you were just hiding something again." "Shut up, princess." "Stop fighting." I interrupted as I sighed. "If you guys want some coffee, I know about a place. My friend showed it to me last week. If I'm right, it's somewhere around here." I led them to the cafe Lilac showed me, and miraculously, I found it. Unfortunately, it took us nearly an hour, so I'd say Scarlet and Crimson weren't in the best moods.

"We are both men, So what? Love is love." The next second, Jonathan drowned in the sea of ​ marshmellow created by Liam's kiss on the lips. *** The Deal "You've found it," Leon teased. "Your mate." "Yeah. How do you know?" "Korn tell me. He slept peacefully after you let him tag the mate." "I thought I'd never find my mate," Liam mutters. "However, the old shaman turned out to be right." Leon nudged Liam's arm with sparkling eyes. "You know, I think I found my mate here too. I've been seeing her for a while but it's so hard to get close to her because the aunts keep asking me to tell their fortunes."

if only you knew. “This letter,” I continued, holding it up between two fingers, “was given to me today.” Phoebe looked seconds away from bolting out of her seat. Her blue eyes were locked on the paper like it was a live grenade. Her lips parted slightly, but no sound came out. She was clearly panicking, imagining the worst—me reading her filthy little confession to the entire table. I fought back a smirk. Dad raised an eyebrow, curious. “A letter? From who?”

I replied and she smiled again. "No one would ever believe us or our story. That you married me forcefully. We look more romantic than the couples who have done love marriages." She said and giggled. I chuckled hearing her. She was right. No one would ever believe us. Not our future kids and grandkids. No one would believe our Stupid Love Story.

I say and he laughs softly. “I think it’s the lemons, they have to be artificially modified, steroid filled lemons.” He says and I nod laughing. “It definitely has to be the steroids.” I say taking another sip, this time I don’t go all in. he’s watching me, I feel awkward gulping the lemonade with his eyes on me like this. “Yey! We’re having lemonade.” Kelly says from a few tables from ours. She smiles at me when I turn and look at her.

She always blames me for the past and never misses a chance to remind me. “Ben, the name of your company is Limone?” Laurel squeaks, sitting up. “I had no freaking idea.” “What’s the inspiration behind the name?” Hillary asks, looking at me. I don’t intend to answer but of course, Jake can’t help himself. “Ben used to be obsessed with lemons since he was five. The name just means lemon in Italian.” “Why Italian?” Laurel looks between us. “His first love’s from Italy,” Jake adds. I grit my teeth.

"You're still too young, Lemon. You shouldn't be thinking about those things." Lemon smiled at me and hugged me. "I missed you," she muttered. Hah, trying to change the subject, huh? I hugged her back. "I missed you too," I replied. ... Lemon and I spent the night watching her favorite drama. I didn't know she was really a fan of romance and fantasy. That's why she knows lots of stuff about love. "That actor is handsome, isn't he?" She pointed at a man on the screen. At first, I didn't see him clearly, but I was surprised when his face was utterly shown on screen.

he told me after he was sure I calmed down. Damon sat beside me and got something from his pocket. Taking my hand, he gently slid a ring on my finger. It was made of silver, with a big bright red gem which seemed to burn. Like a wildfire was imprisoned inside it. I never saw something similar. The band had an intricate model, an ouroboros forming the upper side. Under it was the moon and stars and a small dragon. On the inside was written something but I didn't have the time to read. It was painfully familiar to me. Like it belonged to me yet not entirely, the feeling scratching at my mind.