Lemonade Nina Pennacchi Novels & Stories

She nodded. “I'm hungry.” She confessed. “We knew you would be so I made you some delicacies.” Nina hinted as she stepped toward her. She helped her get on her feet and led her into the dining room. Nina put a plate of lasagna on the dining table and a glass of pineapple juice. “Enjoy.” Nina smiled as she sat next to her. Candice hated Lasagna and pineapple juice, but she had no choice, but to eat it because she was helpless and these strangers were aiding her.

Lexi was still crashed out. I shook my head at my friend, trying to guess at what kind of “something” she was about to confess. “Hmm. Knowing you? I’d put my money on the former.” She groaned. “What’d you do, Nina?” Just then, a knock on the door announced that our dinner was here. Nina jumped up to answer it, apparently glad for the opportunity to delay her confession for another minute. I cleared the table and fetched a couple plates while she brought in the food.The staff had also delivered a bottle of red wine with our dinner, per Nina’s request. She removed the cork skillfully and poured two glasses in the kitchenette while I served up a heap of pepperoni slices for her and a couple whi

“And Mr. Benitez too—thank you for helping me find Nina that day.” “I’ll use tea instead of wine to toast the three of you.” They chatted while eating. Nina sat there eating baby food with a spoon. Michael teased her and gave her a small piece of chestnut cake. She called out sweetly, “Daddy!” Ellen immediately turned bright red. “Mr. Benitez, I’m so sorry. She’s still little and doesn’t recognize people properly.” “It’s fine,” Michael said casually. “Kids do that.” Leon , meanwhile, was scrambling to gather the three hundred thousand Ellen demanded.

Leah was getting hungry just thinking about them. There was a landing pad on the edge of the town, and Leah headed straight for it, shifting as soon as she touched down. Back to human, she made her way to the cafe. As she entered the place, the scent of fresh baked goods hit her like a tsunami. She inhaled deeply, then headed to the counter to place her order. Once her order was ready, she smiled at the barista in thanks, then made her way to her usual spot in the back where the comfy lounge chairs and couches were. Taking the seat closest to the window, she settled in with her snacks. She moaned in pleasure at each bite of the succulent candy-covered fruit. "I think I may be just a bit jeal

she urged, eager to hear every detail of Nina's escapade. Nina chuckled mischievously, knowing she had piqued Lara's curiosity. "Let's just say it was a wild ride," she replied with a wink. She continued with a mischievous grin. "He played merrily with my bouncing breasts as we rode through the night." Lara leaned closer, her eyes widening in anticipation as she took in Nina's alluring description. "Oh my, that sounds incredibly exhilarating," she exclaimed, unable to contain her curiosity any longer. "He must have sucked your nipples hard."

Toronto, Canada – October 19, 2045, 5:47 p.m. The backyard was golden with late-afternoon sun. Tomatoes hung heavy on the vines Liam still tended, peppers bright red against green leaves. Chino sat on the porch steps, knees drawn up, watching Nkem—Adanna’s daughter, now ten—chase a soccer ball with Liam across the grass. She laughed loud when Liam pretended to miss a save, falling dramatically. Freedom’s old collar hung on the railing beside Chino—faded, but still there.

Just Christopher. The stewardess smiles. “Just about anything you can want. Mr. Lewis has us keep everything fully stocked.” I consider having something alcoholic, but this is supposed to be a work trip. “Lemonade?” I ask. “Fizzy or flat?” “There's fizzy lemonade?” I didn't know such a thing existed, but it sounds wonderful. “I'll take that.” She smiles and looks to Christopher. “I'm good,” he tells her. She nods and hurries to the back to get me my drink.

Camellia “Need some help?” I look up from my chopping board and see Nero approaching me with his hands in the pockets of his jeans. He’s wearing a coy, lopsided smirk and my stupid heart starts beating faster. “You want to help me cook?” I ask, raising an eyebrow and he shrugs. “I don’t mind. Morana and Aeron are keeping Nereo busy and it gives me an excuse to spend more time with you,” he says, leaning against the marble counter and crossing his arms. “So, put me to work, Lupina.”

Nadine walked in and gasped in huge shock. “What…what are you doing, dressed like this” Nadine’s eyes were too wide as they pierced at me in shock. “I am participating in the contest, I will enter his kingdom and kill him myself” I said. Nadine laughed, a dry mocking laughter. “That guy is immortal, Nobody can kill him, you are only going to risk your dear life, Daman is very ruthless, he doesn’t spare anyone” Nadine said. But I never gave a damn. The blood flowing in my vein was pain and revenge. I walked out. My girlie self, the girl with soft eyes and long hair vanished. I walked off as a guy, Leo Houston.

The hustle and bustle of people rushing to work, the sound of the baristas calling out orders, the clinking of cups and saucers. Finally, it was her turn to order, and Jada was about to do so when she heard a voice behind her, "Hey, little butterfly." The sound of Leon's voice so close to her ear made her rage awaken inside her. She turned around to see him standing there with a smug grin, and after glaring at him, she turned back to the server, who asked her, "What can I get you?" As Jada was about to speak, Leon cut in, saying, "A medium cup of Latte. She loves her coffee with milk and three sugar, no cream."