Life Of Pie Novels & Stories

Leo has his own plans, and I have mine, so one day I went to one of his crime pyramid events, I just wanted to know how everything was and by accident I met Delia. She was hiding under the table when I had to do the same so my father wouldn't see me. She was an innocent little blonde who hid so she could eat gooey chocolate cake without her sisters telling her it would make her put on eight extra pounds. We spent an hour talking down there and eating cake. It was delicious. Since then she keeps that secret from me that I went without permission (although the boys knew it and it wasn't a secret in itself, but it amused her) and I keep the secret that she ate something forbidden.

"Though as entertaining this is, the affairs of the still living are none of my concern. You'll have to speak to my opposite; Life." "So how do I find Life?" I asked, and Death shrugged, twirling his scythe as if it were a baton. "No clue. I deal with matters of death." "...you're of no help, you know that?" "I've upheld my deal, so I think I've helped way more than necessary. I'm just glad I didn't go fishing for your soul. Otherwise, I would've declined." My jaw drops at his comment, and he shrugs, fading away.

"You're very beautiful, I'm glad to see you again, tell me what's happened to your life?" -Well, nothing Mason, I finished my career as a designer, I did a postgraduate degree, and then I decided to return to the country, there I felt very alone, I don't know if you knew that my family died in a traffic accident a couple of years ago, so here I am "I'm sorry about your family, I'm so sorry, it must have been very hard for you. -Of course, it was, but now I'm here trying to recover my origins, well tell me about yourself, I heard that you had married, among many other things, but I want to know how is your family? How's your marriage going?

In my previous life, Derick had his fling with his so-called 'sister' Jasmine before he ever knew me. All the while, unaware of the truth, I was running the mafia business and raising their child myself. They were busy dreaming about their love child and blowing through the cash I made, which ended up costing my son his life. I poured my soul into making their kid my successor, and they just sat back and enjoyed the spoils. My boy and I? We were just pawns in their perfect life! Fate handed me a do-over, and this time, Derrick and Jasmine would be dealt with a well-deserved retribution!

"Alright, what's done is done. From today on, let's just live our lives. Today's your birthday. I'm throwing you a welcome home party. Go get ready." I stood there frozen. Time had moved so fast. My daughter and I shared the same birthday. Back at the beginning of the year, I'd promised her that for her fifth birthday, I'd take her and Jody to the amusement park. Her favorite ride was the carousel. Her favorite person was her mother. And her mother had taken her life. Thinking of that, I grabbed all the evidence my contact had collected of Jody's affair, along with our marriage certificate and my ID, and went straight to the courthouse.

Asrar looked over to see the pie box in her hands and chuckled. “That pie is the reason I’m in so much trouble. Yelled at the waitress and even took it out on the poor new cab driver.” Asrar mumbled. His day was good until he tasted her pie and then all hell broke lose. He had never felt so humiliated in his life and he had no one to blame but himself and that pie. “Rosalie made that pie and man I have never tasted anything so good since my 7th birthday.”

I was happy for her but with everything I was going through I didn’t ask her about her Mate and she didn’t want to upset me by talking about it, so I know nothing about him or what pack he was from, I feel like such a terrible friend she came all the way back to our pack in Ohakune to be with me for the birth of my son and I never once asked her how her new life was going. That’s it I have decided from here on I will be a better friend to Harper and sister to Uhtred, I owe them that much. Looking through the bags of pastries I find a pie ‘venison & herb’ I take a bite and oh my gods it has to be the best venison pie I have ever tasted, the meat just melts in your mouth, I moan loudly as I sa

He sounded angry- but then again, when didn’t he? “What’s all this?” Liviana’s eyes fall shut at his sharp tone, but she brushes it off, picking her fork back up as she answers. “Dessert.” She says. “There’s some pie for you in the fridge, if you’d like.” “From where?” He asks, though was already rounding the counter to find it. “What kind?” “It’s banana cream pie from that little diner your family likes.” She says, watching him pull the boxes out of the fridge. “Leona took me there for dinner, and Gladys sent us some food home. The top box there is your usual meal, and the second is that pie.”

Jane replied quietly, her eyes dropping. “I’ll turn it off,” Liam said, his gaze still on her. “You know, I’ve had saffron pie only once before,” Jane said softly, her voice barely audible. “My aunt from the Middle East baked it. It was so good. She passed away from cancer a year later,” Jane said. “I’m sorry to hear that,” Liam replied. “You taste just as good – like nuts, fruits and something else,” Jane continued, her speech slurred as she struggled to focus her gaze on Liam.

I ran toward the crowd, toward the people who had chosen to celebrate the life I had rebuilt. They surrounded me and began singing "Happy Birthday." In the warmth of their voices and the glow of the candles, I closed my eyes and made the first wish of my life that truly belonged only to me. "To a life well lived, Cindy!" The candles went out. Cheers rose around me. I took a bite of cake and watched the last edge of the sun sink behind the mountains. All the blood-stained memories of Manhattan drifted away with the cool evening breeze, left forever in the ruins of a life I would never return to.