Lemongrab Unacceptable Novels & Stories

He exclaimed instantly at the smell of the ointment. "I assure you this is a very effective medicine. Please allow me to apply it to your hand." She felt a surge of panic, she prayed he wouldn't reject it right now. He cast a suspicious glance on the tiny pot in her hand. Seemed like it was the Gypsy woman's stuffs. The Gypsy medication was quite popular in this town. To his knowledge, apart from its efficacy, it was proven to be harmless. Yet the smell was extremely unpleasant. Ashton resisted a nauseous feeling that suddenly swept over him. It would be a total embarrassment to vomit in front of her.

Alisia, Leslie, Michael, and their mates are going to stay at the palace to keep everything under control while we travel. "I'm just glad to have all the help I can get." I hug her back. We all laugh and watch the pups dig into their cakes, making a mess all over their faces. Gracie is the odd one out. She uses a small fork to take little bites of her cake. From the time she was a newborn, she never liked a mess. As soon as she wet her diaper, she would cry to be changed, even if there was only a tiny bit.

I said, placing the charm back on the desk, “that blasphemy won’t cost him his job. But publicly defying his Alpha’s decision will. He gets one official warning. Any more comments like that, and he’s fired.” “Yes, Alpha.” Elara hesitated, then added, “It’s not just grumbling. Liam and the other exiled elders are on the pack’s private channels. They’re calling you a tyrant and trying to recruit members for a new, ‘traditional’ pack.” I shook my head. For three weeks, I had leveraged every business connection, called in every favor, trying to salvage that thirty-two-million-dollar project. But Robert Blackstone’s position was immovable. The New Moon Pack's 'internal management crisis' was now

"Am still waiting!" "I got no shit to tell you! Like seriously what is your fucking problem?! Am old enough to have a hickey! And kiss girls! And party too! You can't cage me like some pathetic shit! I gotta live not lean on some dumbass! If you aren't proud of my shit then fuck off!" The seconds those stunning words left my lips I found myself in a really uncomfortable position. My fault, why couldn't you shut the fuck up Zack! Do you have to be so bratty?

°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° PREVIOUSLY "I have already reconsider my decision, I will accept you and I have forgiven you......" "Forgiven me for what?"

Alex and I couldn't look into each other's eyes as it felt so awkward. “Who made the meal?” Alex asked probably to lighten the mood. “Taste it first!” Harper answered. I had a taste of the meal by myself. I could see Alex struggling in digesting the meal. I spat mine out as well. The spaghetti was overcooked, it tasted flavorless, and really salty. “Are you okay?” Harper handed him a handkerchief so he could spit it out. “It's fine,” Alex replied, swallowing it with distress. “It's all Ivy's fault. She oversalted it intentionally!” Harper shouted at me.

The room erupted in protest at the suggestion. "Mr. Zwick, Mr. Gabrick's right on the money. Liam's made us a joke to every Martial Arts Association in the neighboring states. How can we even think about bringing him into our league?" one member argued. "Exactly! We can't recruit him. Liam took down Mr. Nasso. He's practically slapped us all in the face!" "Spot on. He's insulted us all. Our martial arts league can't just roll over. We need to come down hard on this nobody son-in-law!"

is received less than marvelously. The protests are so vehement, I cannot help wondering whether they misheard me. Maybe they think I’m planning to hijack an SUV and run over the mother of newborn kittens? It would explain the full-throttle stream of objections, which includes words like “unacceptable” (Lucien), “death sentence” (Saul), “terrible idea” (Alex), “must be the Human half speaking, ’cause this sounds crazy” (Amanda), and “this feels wrong on so many levels, some of which must be legal” (Jorma), as well as an additional assortment of grunts and protests.

I nodded in response to Ash's question. "Total bullshit." Ethan added. Dylan put his arm around me as he stood up, he looked me straight in the eye and said, "Well ignore what I said earlier, he deserves the pain he will feel when he knows you've gone for good. Don't go back to him. Nobody deserves someone they've treated that poorly. Stop crying over him, I mean it. You are worth so much more than that ill-bred bigot. Please, please accept my offer to stay in the pack, you can stay with us forever if you want to." My mouth hung agape at his sincerity. They all looked expectant at an answer.

I am running so behind tonight so this is going to have to be something fast. Grabbing the hamburger meat from the bottom drawer. I pull spaghetti noodles from the pantry along with an onion, the pasta sauce, and the garlic from the shelf. Spinning around to face the kitchen I walk straight into the one person that has hurt me even more than my father, my mate who rejected me. Andrew Marks!