Novel & Cerita Lirik Red Flavor

(Aya’s POV) “Flavorful.” My lips curved into an all-smile when our evaluators gave their pleasing-to-ears comments about the meals I prepared, but when Red tasted them, he only muttered one word. Flavorful. It was good that I could glue the all-smile in my lips, but it didn’t reach my eyes anymore. The overwhelming happiness from the excellent evaluation I got instantly stopped the flow when my husband, my VIP evaluator, commented and uttered the word as if he had to say something about it.

Fuck she is extremely beautiful. "Luciana I dare to you make out with Ares" the drunken red head said while she was giggling at the shy girl whose name I got to know now is Luciana. I looked at her to see her hazel orbs wide as she licked her lips slowly while looking at me. Her lips looked so full and pink that I just want to bite with my own teeth and maybe this is the only chance I have to do this.

She hummed as she was throbbing with a need. “Or maybe your pussy.” He said as he moved closer. “That may become my favorite breakfast.” He moved her off of him and had her balance on the edge of the tub. A good-sized barrier was right in back of her as he parted her legs and began moving forward. His head now completely nestled in between the middle of her legs, and his mouth now was at the core of her. The first run of his tongue over the wet and drip slit was a taste he had coated on her nipples, which he had found was one of the sweetest flavors he had ever had. Though she had water droplets running down her body from the hot tub, her wetness in her dripping pussy was nothing but desire.

Red petals were scattered all over the floor and across the large bed like something from a romance movie. Soft music played from speakers hidden somewhere in the room. It was so romantic. Exactly the kind of scene women dream about. “What do you think? Do you like it?” he asked softly behind me. I forced a smile onto my face even though my chest felt tight. “It’s… beautiful.” Richard smiled faintly and stepped closer. “I wanted tonight to be special.” My stomach twisted painfully. I knew exactly what he meant. The room suddenly felt too hot and suffocating. "Hold on a moment."

The excited one ran into the counter when he saw medium-sized cups of ice cream peaking out of the plastic bag. There are 5 different flavors: Coffee for Magnus, Cookies 'n Cream for Hail, Vanilla Caramel for Claude, Strawberry for Silas, and Mint Chocolate for Saint. The five of them have different preferences in ice creams. But one thing unites them: all of them, except Saint, hates mint chocolate. That's why Saint can enjoy his ice cream alone even if it sit on the fridge for a very long time. "We got some really good news from the ministry that why we bought us some snacks to chill," Claude started, looking fondly at their younger brothers whose eyes are gleaming in happiness.

followed him out to the bar. "What's your poison?" He asked me as went around the bar. "Martini?" Ugh of course he'd suggest that. "Crown and Redbull. Double shot." He was behind the bar making it. "Where are you from?" He asked. "England, but I've been around." He turned around and placed the drink in front of me. I was already a few drinks in but I needed a reason to go in and to feel him out. His elbows rested on the bar just looking at me. He held his hand out to me. "Jace." I grabbed my drink and took it all back and put it in his hands right before I put a 50 bill on the countertop. "Thanks for the drink, Jace." I think he was taken back really. Probably because with an ego as big as

Her eyes wavered under his cold gazes "Red is for Anger . Red is for Destruction . Red is for Passion . Red is for Blood and attention . Red is for Power and Red means strong . Red is for thirst And Red means Danger also" . . .... ,, Abhimanyu whispered each words in her ear and she squirmed under his presence . Abhimanyu stopped and moved away from her . Her Adam apple was bobbing up and down fastly . His eyed her throat and his loud throaty groaned filled the room but also made her to jump in fear

Elias walked to a locked cabinet built into the wall. Using an old mechanical key instead of a digital passcode, he unlocked a narrow steel drawer. Inside rested several weathered journals. Paper. Actual paper. Older than most people living inside Zelios. He selected one carefully. The leather cover had almost completely faded. Across the front, barely visible beneath decades of wear, four handwritten words remained. Project Crimson hunger. Aldren's eyes narrowed. "I thought every copy was destroyed." "So did I." Elias gently opened the journal. Several pages had been torn out. Others were stained with dried blood. He turned slowly until one name appeared.

That is the real game of love. “Expect to be injured and injure at the same time. But don’t expect a free ride.” All these thoughts flooded my mind and I found myself lifting my glass of soft drink and sipping air instead of the drink. Sammy noticed it and joked instantly. “Madam you sip but your drink is just the same.” I felt a shamed as I realized for the first time that I had not drank my soda even an inch. However, I managed to conceal my disappoint with a smile. I bowed my head down as if to screen something then I heard a groan.