Novel & Cerita Lovely Peaches

“You better get in that shower pretty lady, you don’t want to be late.” She stands on her toes, and I lean down to meet her at the halfway point. Her lips are as soft as rose petals and I sigh into them. Her body melts against mine for a second until she pulls away “The pretty lady has to get in the shower now.” She teases. We both smile and she turns to the bathroom. “Bye beautiful, I love you.” I say to her with a soft wave. She turns and wraps me in her small arms. “Goodbye,” she squeezes tightly and then whispers “I love you too.”

“Oh my peaches, a lot happened. Network connection was terrible. By the way, I came second at the competition.” “Really?” I detached, eyes glowing with happiness and I saw the huge gift box, sorting through. There is nice kitchen equipment inside. “Oooh. Upgrade. This is good.” “Very. Fast and Efficient and they'll be of good help for pastries. Well, I got you your favorites.” He opened another bag revealing another smaller bag inside. “Cherries and grapes. There's a lot of them.” I grabbed the bag. “Whoa. This is a lot. Thanks Dad.” I placed the bag on the counter. “It's really good to have you home.”

He is still a part of them. Charles is the miniature version of Pearce but he is more like me. He loves reading books and he inherited his smartness from me. Charlie is also the miniature version of me but she had her father's attitude. She's friendly and talented and she can easily capture your heart. That is why everyone loves her. Despite their differences, they go along very well and they always watch each other's backs. The only similar thing they had was they both love chocolates

“Presentation matters.” When dessert arrives, I laugh so hard I nearly cry. The cake is a perfect peach. Like … not just peach-shaped, but with a tiny stem and a glimmering sugar leaf and even a tiny little dimple where a real peach will have that crease. And a cute, friendly worm sticking out at the side.

My body warmed, and my hips twitched with a deep, liquid want. He shifted, propping himself up on one elbow to look at me, a worried frown on his face. “Do you like peaches?” I laughed, a real, full sound. I reached out and traced the line of his jaw. “I love peaches. They’re my favorite.” I let my hand linger on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. Just like you. He let out a long breath, the tension in his shoulders finally melting. “What you just did, it was amazing.”

Peach then dabbed Yoon's tip of the nose and pecked another smooth kiss again. "Babe, say ahhh." Yoon then shoved a spoonful of food into Peach's mouth before he could even complain. "Babe! it's spicy!" Peach complained while coughing. "I know, babe, tehehe," Yoon giggled and ran away from Peach. Peach got up and chased after him. The two continue running, jumping, and chasing each other on the lakeside like children free from all the troubles in the world and living only in their own separate worlds.

I want to ask him why all his ties were severed, but it’s not my turn yet. His next question to me is about my favorite treat that I make, and I grin as a timer goes off in the kitchen. “One second.” I come back with a tray of peach turnovers, glistening and sweet. The crust is flaky and perfectly golden brown, sprinkled with turbinado sugar for a nice, sweet crunch. “I love these things,” I tell him. “Most people make them with apples, but I think peaches just add the perfect amount of sweet and tart and juicy.”

Laila said, and Vicente gave her a grateful look. “Of course.” Because who knew what he’d got himself into… and no matter how she felt about being in the dark, she’d made a promise to be by his side until he got the Heart. “Let’s just go back to the palace. It’s such a beautiful day, we should have lunch outside today.” With a flick of the wrist, she conjured some peaches and handed them to her companions, keeping one for herself. This time, it tasted much better than her first attempt at creating the fruit.

all traces of their life together had been reduced to ashes by the fire. And in the backyard, the rows of peach trees he had transplanted for her. He remembered that Nina loved peach blossoms most and enjoyed eating peaches, so he had spent a fortune to have an entire grove of peach trees transplanted, allowing her to admire the blossoms in spring and eat the fruit in autumn. Every spring, pink peach blossoms covered the branches. They say peach blossoms represent love, and he had always felt that this grove, these blooming flowers, symbolized his love for Nina.

Lily responded, stretching forth her tender little hands. The ancient beast reluctantly spat out eight glittering Golden Peaches, each about the size of an adult’s fist. They rolled across the grass, gleaming brilliantly beneath the sunlight as Lily carefully gathered every one of them before storing them away. “Uncle, are you still craving barbecue meat tonight?” Lily asked, another devilish grin appearing on her face. “You promised to let me off after I gave you eight Golden Peaches!” the creature cried out in alarm, tiny tears welling up in its eyes before trickling down its furry face.