Percy X Sally Lemon Novels & Stories

I say and he laughs softly. “I think it’s the lemons, they have to be artificially modified, steroid filled lemons.” He says and I nod laughing. “It definitely has to be the steroids.” I say taking another sip, this time I don’t go all in. he’s watching me, I feel awkward gulping the lemonade with his eyes on me like this. “Yey! We’re having lemonade.” Kelly says from a few tables from ours. She smiles at me when I turn and look at her.

*THE PETERSURB–MANSION* Sally was in the kitchen, eating the only fruit in the house; since her parent has lost their wealth, they don't have much to cater for themselves. All of a sudden, Sally heard the sound of her mother's frantic footsteps approaching the kitchen. Her mother, Mrs. Petersburg, burst into the kitchen, looking panicked and distraught. "Sally, oh my God, have you heard the news?" her mother gasped. Sally looked up nonchalantly, her mouth still full of fruit, and shook her head. "What news, Mother?" she asked. "Scarlet is the Brown family's real granddaughter! The news was announced last night!” She shouted, her voice shaking as she spoke.

“You scared me for a second.” I kept my expression perfectly serious. “Lemon stepped on the phone accidentally.” Evelyn immediately narrowed her eyes a little. She absolutely heard the sarcasm. Unfortunately, instead of feeling guilty, she only smiled wider. “Then hand the phone to Lemon.” Traitor. I turned the camera toward the sofa. Lemon was sprawled across the cushions in the least dignified sleeping position imaginable, completely upside down with one paw hanging dramatically over the edge like a wealthy executive passed out after successfully destroying several companies in a hostile acquisition.

It usually took about half an hour to pump out such a potent poison, but since it was caught early, twenty minutes might suffice. After vomiting, Percival asked for Mr. Lee. Mr. Lee entered, nervously apologizing, "I'm sorry, sir. It's my fault for not keeping an eye on the herbicide and letting the lady replace the tonic." Percival looked awful, both from the pain and anger, and from fear. "Thank God it was me who ingested it..." Mr. Lee was stunned but understood what Percival meant. "If Eulalia had drunk it, I'd be finished," Percival croaked.

“Hey, baby.” “Hi Sawwy.” The woman had red hair, big… Texas big, really heavy makeup, and wore leather pants, a tight long-sleeved T-shirt and a leather vest with ‘Property of Flinch’ on a patch on the front. “I’m Sally.” “Hi.” I shook her hand. “I’m Payton. It’s nice to meet you.” Lily ran to the bookcase that housed the DVDs and grabbed the Frozen cover. “You Hawk’s woman?” Sally asked, quietly which I appreciated.

Sally said sheepishly, knowing her friend didn't like taking from others. Sally's father was an executive on Duskbane's Enterprise Board, and her absent mother was a high-ranking Lycan. Growing up, her wealth was her leverage among the full-blooded lycans, but that changed when she became friends with them. Unlike them, she got gigs just to tag along . "No... Thank you so much, Sally, but I need to do this myself." Elara busily waved her off, typing furiously. "I have an idea. Just hear me out," Sally shifted awkwardly. "What do you think about Alejandro's-"

Hence, she could only sink back into her chair and take a sip from her glass of lemon water. She remained silent as though she was an outsider merely spectating the banquet. Her presence formed a jarring contrast to the boisterous banquet that was going on in full swing around her. It made her look extremely out of place. Ten minutes later, Sally returned to Suzanne's table. This time, she brought Wendy Lynch, the eldest sister-in-law, and Cheryl Manson, the second sister-in-law, with her. "Look, Suzanne! Wendy has given me an emerald bracelet! Isn't it beautiful?" Sally asked while pretending to be nice to Suzanne.

Instantly, she felt her eyes warming up again. “You’re awake?” Sally quickly walked over and asked, “Do you want something warm? I have tea. I can make some for you.” “It's okay. I don’t want to trouble you.” “It’s no trouble at all. You’re Doctor Evan’s friend, which means you’re a friend to all the hospital staff here!” Sally was a very lively person. Not only did she make a hot cup of ginger and lemon tea, she even added a spoonful of honey. “Here, have a drink.”

Pable stepped forward, grabbed her wrist, and stopped her, “They’re going to die if you keep this up. How are you supposed to make a deal with Cedric and Eddie, then? Don’t forget, you need them! “Are you going to let your plan go to ruins? You won’t get anything if they die. Cedric and Eddie will never let you go by then. So, are you going to keep beating them?” Sally slowly calmed down when she heard what he said. Grunting angrily, she tossed the baton to the ground. Then, she smiled, looked at the phone, and unmuted the video call. “Take what I want to Lumiere Mansion three days later. Do it at night and don’t play any tricks. All I have to do is lift my finger and your beloved ladies wil

“I know everything about Sally. Test me.” “OK, what shampoo does she use?” I challenge him. Ben screws up his face to think. “I know this.… It’s Silvikrin. It’s in the opening sequence. What’s Dirk’s favorite drink?” “Bourbon straight up,” I say without missing a beat. “Easy. When’s Sally’s birthday?” “June twelfth, and Dirk always gets her white roses. When’s yours?” he asks, looking alarmed. “It’s not soon, is it?”