Mabel Juice Novels & Stories

Adonis Mabel was the kind of girl you couldn't resist, I knew this the first time I set my eyes on her. She carried herself so confidently when she walked into a room, it was like the light was following her around. Her blonde hair reflecting bounced off the natural light, the heat of the sun made her rosy cheeks even more rosier. "My name is Mabel Jacobse, I am the daughter of Alpha Roderick Jacobse from the Brutal Shadows." It was the first thing she said to me.

Tom asked. "I'm Jonathan. Just call me Joe." "Thanks, Joe. Sorry my friend was such a hassle," Bob added. "No problem. Just relax!" As they spoke, two doctors—Joe’s friends—came by to call for him. "Joe, where’s the juice?" Dr. Kelvin asked. "I want one too!" Dr. Brandon added. "Geez, you guys! Can't you wait a second?" Joe replied, reaching into his bag and pulling out two boxes of strawberry juice in packaging identical to the goat-blood juice from the Mediyoung Company.

He simply lacks consideration. Mabel's coffee was black, without milk or sugar. She then took a sip. "So, when I heard from Winston that Caleb was entangled with you recently, I was curious about how you could tolerate him."

Who would have expected Mable to agree to it? The happiness was sudden. With that, Blair followed Mable upstairs and noted down the elevator code to her floor. Once they entered her place, Mable took two bottles of sparkling water from the fridge and said, “I don’t have tea, only sparkling water. Please make do.” Blair looked at the sparkling water but reached out to hold her wrist instead. He pulled her into his arms. Mable sat on his lap and raised her eyebrow. “Can you talk with your mouth and not your hands?”

"Do not tell her!" "Tell me this minute before I give both of you a beating with your father's belt." Knowing how their mother could be sometimes. The boys stared at her, fearful. "George...said...Mandyisavegetable." "I did not quite get that?" "George said Mandy is a vegetable... because she does nothing except eat and her tongue is always out... you said she is our big sister but she still has her baby teeth." They giggled yet again. Stella was shook, offended and angry.

Mabel said, "no, I've never drunk like this before. As I said earlier, I've drunk only once or twice. All the times I followed Kelvin to this bar I never tasted alcohol. The two times I drank alcohol were in his house and I barely took a sip. To be honest, I'm not a fan of alcohol but for some reason, I seem to be in a very good mood and I'm enjoying this drink so much. It is all thanks to you, my friend." "I think you're a little bit high," Armstrong said. "no, I am fine," Mabel argued. "I just need to use the bathroom so I can relieve my bladder a little bit." Armstrong nodded, "all right, don't take too long. I'll be waiting here for you."

I glance at the cooler and shake my head. “She really still producing,” I mumble. “That’s wild.” Mabel is well over one years old, acting like she runs the house half the time, and still drinking it. At this point, she’ll climb up in the bed, grab what she wants, which is Keisha's booby milk, and I dare you to stop her. I swear she be looking at me like, what you gonna do about it? I chuckle to myself just as Keisha walks out, looking tired as hell.

She smiled again and said, "Oh, that's right! Drinking cold drinks isn't good for digestion. Not a problem. There's some juice without ice in the kitchen. I'll get the servant to get it for you now." After that, she nodded at the servant standing by near them as a signal to get the juice from the kitchen. At that moment, Sunny reached out and said, "Mom, you can give that juice to me. I prefer my juice cold." Phoebe was stunned. She looked at Sunny, who had no idea what was going on, with a weird expression. 'Ugh, here he goes—making a mess of my plan again.' The pomegranate juice had a load of saffron mixed in, and Phoebe was worried it would affect Sunny's health. She did not want to risk

“Dad, no, that’s not a sweetened drink but prune juice. It helps digestion and…” “How is prune juice not a sweetened drink? Fruits are high in fructose and even higher when turned into juice. Lily Russell is out to harm you!” “Dad, I didn’t…” “Maria.” Cameron turned over to look at her. “It’s getting late, and Fabian has been under much pressure. You should go home to take care of him.” “I…” Still hoping to say more, Maria wanted to stay but was unnerved by his gaze. “I better get going then. I’ll devise a way to persuade the miracle doctor.”

Mabel glanced at her husband, Jack, who had strolled over, eyeing the spread hungrily. " Hey, what's all this? " Jack inquired, eyeing the picnic setup with interest. Mabel winked mischievously. " Oh, just a girls' picnic, dear. Sorry, no room for boys " Jack feigned offense, pointing at Liam. " Is Liam a girl? " he protested, his tone playful. Mabel chuckled. " Nice try, honey. But this is strictly a 'no boys allowed' affair " Jack shrugged, mock pouting. " Alright, alright. Have fun, ladies "