Madu Kurma Novels & Stories

"The house has been awfully quiet since you've become a cheerleader," says Mom as we're eating supper: mashed potatoes, fried chicken, and buttery garlic green beans. "Are you too popular to talk to me? She bites into the chicken wing. "Yeah," I joke, sipping my grape juice. Mom laughs.

I grabbed my curler from my drawer. I plugged the curler iron and continued my makeup. I don't like putting on too much makeup so basically, I only applied foundation, powder and little mascara. By the time I finished my makeup I started doing my hair, when I looked at the time it was already 7:25 AM so I got and changed into the clothes.

Her big eyes light up like wild fire at that last word. "I make the pistachio one with special nut butter brought straight from the Silvermoon Vale packs," I tell her. She lifts her thick hand up. "Say no more, Alpha. I want that one." "Great choice." "What is inside the yellow mellow jar?" she asks, peaking over. "Sweet coconut milk, fresh mango, wild pineapple, and yellow banana." "That sounds completely amazing too." "Your wolf is allowed to eat both jars, Zara." She looks at her full body and sighs. "No, my eyes are always much bigger than my fat belly."