Ratigan X Basil Novels & Stories

was all he said as he turned back to the piano, sinking into his thoughts. "And not just any young ladies, Antonio," Queen Camilla chimed in, her voice like silk. "You've garnered the attention of Count Gaius's daughter. The esteemed Count's family, as you know, is joining us for dinner tonight." At the mention of Count Gaius's daughter, Antonio felt a peculiar knot twist in his gut. He knew her only from whispers and fleeting glances. A vision of her flooded his mind – dainty and fair, almost angelic. Her name was Basia, an unusual beauty with hair the color of the midnight sky and eyes that were as blue as the deepest part of the ocean. She carried herself with a grace and poise that spoke

” Amber asked me, sounding like a curious little child as she hunched forward. ”You know the smell of sweat on the guys after practice?” ”Yeah?” Amber's nose was scrunched and she looked disgusted, I wasn't even finished with my description. ”And you also know that smell when kids poop, right?” ”Aha,” ”Mix those two smells together and add damp socks and some basil,” Malia hulked and her hand flew to her mouth as her eyes teared up. ”Basil?” ”Yes, you know how they always place a small piece of basil or another herb on top of pasta dishes at fancy restaurants to make you think it’s even fancier? That’s the effect the basil has in this poison-like mess,” I smiled big, a genuine one this time.

I said. “Shit.” “What does shit mean?” I asked him. “Stay away from Gideon Delanie, trust me on this, I’ll call you back,” Basil said and ended the call. Tank raised an eyebrow as I put my phone away and frowned. This was not what I had expected, Basil was hiding something and I had no idea how deep he was in with Gideon. I knew Basil didn’t always follow the letter of the law, but he wasn’t the type to get involved with the black market.

Basil adored him and if he even hinted at wanting to teach Basil something, Basil would happily trail after him like a little duckling. Laurel was certain that Delia hated her. She probably hated Laura too to some degree, though Laura was a much smaller threat to her. She scoffed at the thought, Laura hadn’t been a threat to her at all, no matter how Basil was acting now. The thought gave her pause. Why was Basil acting like that if they were mates? They already had a mating bond due to the ceremony, Laurel knew that. There was no reason that Basil should be seemingly pining over Laura now.

I groaned in annoyance. "This is Cato and Justus," Basilea said while running her palm over their faces, her sensuous notion alone made me growl and tugged my wrists in disagreement. The little demon let the males strip her naked and she stepped out of her clothes and let the males admire her curves as she walked toward me.

Bastian's hand does not stay still; his hand slips under Renata's clothes. --- A few moments later, they reached the peak of simultaneously releasing sweat that soaked their bodies. Renata and Bastian smiled at each other with a gaze that was adrift from each other. "Remember, I love you, Jaguar Chameleon," said Renata. "Remember, I love you, my rabbit." FINISH

(I'm making kleftiko. "Ohhh, myrízei oraía." (Smells good.) It smells heavenly, it looks like some type of meat cooked with potatoes and vegetables in parchment paper. "To mageirévo gia ta genéthlia tou Basil." (I'm cooking for Basil's birthday.) She says, I can't really make out what she says but one word. Genéthlia? Birthday? It's Basil's birthday today? Oh my god! I didn't get him anything.