Mango Cookie X Sorbet Shark Novels & Stories

From across the room, Joy smiled creepily at him-happy that Logan was enjoying himself. Dinner was absolutely delicious with lemon and chilly roasted chicken, bread and potato crisps with garlicky parmesan sauce, sautéed mushrooms and other veggies and boiled noodles with gravy. It was an odd combination, but everything went well together. Dessert consisted of mango sorbet and a simple chocolate jar which contained sponge cake, chocolate mousse, cookie crumbs and nuts. The atmosphere was lively with Shaun's friends pulling an embarrassed Shaun's leg and his parents participating in the banter. Logan kept quiet, his focus on the sumptuous food in front of him despite of everyone's futile atte

Before she could react, she was already being pulled into Leandro's embrace. The next second, thin lips directly pressed down. After a burst of sourness, the mango candy turned into a sweet and sour mango flavor. After one more person joined, the sweetness and sourness were diluted a bit. The taste of mango in her mouth mixed with the mint fragrance in the man's lips, making her feel both clear and lost. Soon, the candy in Charlotte's mouth was snatched away by the other person. She widened her eyes and looked at Leandro, who shamelessly "stole food" from her mouth, in disbelief. "How could you do this?"

“They make it with fresh fruit—no dairy. Let’s see if you and the little one like it.” Soon, a waiter brought over a small glass dish of glistening sorbet. Emily smiled. “Don’t tell me… you actually remember my preferences?” Theo raised a brow. “I remember your taste. Just not sure if it matches your baby’s now.” She couldn’t wait and scooped a bite. The sweet, slightly tart mango flavor burst in her mouth—icy cold and smooth. It didn’t upset her stomach either. Her eyes lit up. “Looks like she likes it too!”

For a long moment, he said nothing, just stood there, lost in thoughts. Then he turned around and said, “I’m waving the white flag.” Four pair of eyes widened. Killian pulled out his phone, tapped somethings on the screen, and held it up. The quadruplets leaned forward. A picture of four giant ice cream tubs filled the display. Alessio gasped. IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT IS…? Matteo leaned closer. VANILLA COOKIES… Leo covered his mouth. MINT CHOCOLATE… Rocco’s soul visibly left his body. IS THAT RAINBOW SORBET?

A small seating area featured pastel-colored chairs and tables just the right height for kids, with plush cushions shaped like clouds and stars. Zoe’s eyes widened as she took in the flavors: Vanilla Bean, Chocolate Truffle, Strawberry Swirl, Salted Caramel, Cookies & Cream, Cotton Candy, Bubblegum Blast, Rainbow Sherbet, Birthday Cake, S’mores Delight, Honey Lavender, Mango Passionfruit, Blueberry Cheesecake, Peanut Butter Swirl, Choco Mint Crunch. "Which one should I pick first?" Zoe asked, pointing at the bright rainbow sherbet. "Hmm… maybe everything?" Bella suggested as her eyes sparkled. "I want Rainbow, Cotton Candy, and Birthday Cake!"

She had put Estela in a good mood for the whole day. “Well, whatever the reason is...Thank you!!! Ooooohhh.,.. Yummy..yummy…” Even though Dawn already has the mind of an adult, she couldn’t help but act childish when faced with one of her favorite desserts. Maja Blanca. It’s a dessert made of coconut milk and corn. It’d light, creamy and refreshing. Anita brought out the small plates and forks, serving the maja blanca. Dawn recalled a time when she used to pull out her phone at every chance to take photos and post it on her social media accounts.

I am sure that it must be the latter and not the former. When we were done eating, he gave me a mango shake for dessert. It was really good and I never thought that I would love it because I rarely eat mango in my entire life. “So, shall we start now with my business proposal?” I reminded him the moment I was done satisfying myself with the mango shake. I initially focused on what brought me here in this building: it is to sign a contract with Bullet. “Sure, sure,” Bullet replied as he adjusted the buttons of his white long sleeves.

“Oh, and what does one bring a parrot, if I may ask?” “Joey’s favorite treat is a mango, but he loves any fresh fruit, or popcorn.” I felt as though I was in The Twilight Zone. Never in my wildest dreams would I have expected to wake up on a Saturday morning with plans to get married to Miss Elliott, after stopping to buy fruit and popcorn for a bird who belonged to a woman I had never met. “Mangoes and popcorn. Got it.” “The caregivers like chocolate, Mr., ah . . . ?”

I questioned as my brows lowered in confusion. She grabbed her tray and passed me the shake. The shake looked kinda creepy---okay, I know I was exaggerating but it had too many colors. She noticed my expression and gave out a laugh, "it's vanilla and strawberry with sour apple syrup and tons of whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles." "That's a weird combo." She nodded as we marched towards an empty table. "That's for sure but hey! it tastes good." We sat down, opposite to each other. "I don't think so. It also looks kinda gross and mushy."

"MangoVodkaTea. what in the bisexual brunch is this?" Sou leaned her elbow on the bar, chewing gum. “Vodka with mango flavor. Served in a tea cup.” I stared at her. “Tea. Cup?” She grinned. “We’re classy like that.” “That's not classy. That’s—chaos disguised as elegance.” “Exactly,” she said, winked, and then went back to sweeping. I kept at it. Memorizing. Lining up. Tasting nothing, but letting the names melt on my tongue like old songs.