Sunny X Basil Novels & Stories

Sunny voice is a little whiny as her fingers are working magic on my hair. Frowning at her in through the mirror, I let out what I’ve been meaning to say. “What’s between you and Tristian these days though? I thought you guys are supposed to be mortal enemies why do you suddenly want us to get back in talking team?” I makes nasty face at sunny and that riled her up this good. She hissed and burst out, “C’mon, don’t put meanings into my words, dahlia.” I chuckle at her annoyance and jokingly apologized.

Sunny, who was sitting next to Xante, did not feel there was anything to be shy about at all. He put his arm around her and said, "Are you trying to compete to see who can act more lovey-dovey? Well, I can guarantee you'll never win against us!" Xante pushed him away in disgust. "Don't drag me into this!" Sunny was used to her treating him that way, so he simply shrugged and said, "How am I supposed to compete with them alone?"

The cleaning lady saw you sneaking out of my station and told me about it. Her gaze turned shifty and panicked. She instinctively stepped back, arms tightening protectively over her belly. "That's utter nonsense! You copied my method, and now you're turning it around to smear me!" "Smear you?" I signaled a server to bring the plate over. "The basil is supposed to be marinated in olive oil for three hours. The tomatoes must be from San Zanoro, peeled and seeded, then sauteed in butter until almost molten.

"Yuck!!! Get your dirty self away from me, girl...you smell horrible!!!" Basil yelled but that didn't make me release him. Alpha Zachary was convinced that I wasn't in harm's way when he saw the relationship between Basil and me still he didn't hide his jealousy. It was in the air and I'm sure the scent of it was suffocating Basil coupled with the disgusting smell Basil claimed we carried. "I miss you more, stupid." I responded before releasing my hold on Basil. His clean look has changed due to the affectionate hug I shared with him.

The new girl, Sunny. ------------------------- The production and management teams had chosen Cruz Engineering University as their partner school for the series. CEU is the most popular school for engineering students in the city. Owned and operated by a civil engineer himself, Mr. Alejandro Cruz Barcenilla, PhD. But the school isn't what it is said to be. Popular and recommended for those dreaming to build bridges, but on the recent years, due to strict requirements, they went on low enrollment. That was when the board decided to allow the school to be the host venue for the series- for marketing.

I was fuming with anger, and his words were fueling it. “I have prepared your favorite mushroom soup, Lin. Tell me, how it is?” Orson added and served me a bowel of soup to dissipate the heat on the table. I forced myself to drink a spoon full of soup and turned to Orson with a smile. I don’t want to drain my anger over him. “It’s awesome for you, Orson. The blend of Basil and pepper is mind blowing.” I complemented him, and he nodded at me, serving one more time.

Ava The afternoon sun hung high in the sky as I made my way to the mansion’s communal bath house, eager to relax after the tense morning. Crescent Moon was known for their rich bath salts, made from the plants and herbs grown in their forests, and I was looking forward to trying it for myself. As I stepped inside, the steam and scent of herbal salts filled the air, a heady mixture of lavender, rosemary, and something earthy I couldn’t quite place—basil, maybe? Either way, it instantly relaxed my tired muscles.

As she walked into the door of Buttons Furniture Store, there was her friend Beth, who ran up to Sunny and said, "Hey girl, where have you been? " Sunny came in for a hug as she said, "I went to Ocean City with my friend Layla. “ “You'll have to meet her sometime!” Beth replied, "That explains the sunburn on your cheeks—that darn porcelain skin!" Sunny laughed: "I rarely ever tan! " __ Sunny and Beth worked until four p.m., and before they knew it, closing time came. During closing, Beth asked Sunny, "Tomorrow after work, would you like to get together? We could go to Verona. "

, Basil greeted me as soon as he spotted me riding down the stairs with my bag and laptop like some barbaric king on a quest, just that a sword and a braid on the head was missing. " Good morning dear. We leave now please", I headed straight for the door. " Wait, now?" " Yes Basil, right now". " Aren't you going to have breakfast or something?" " No, there's no time for that, I'm already late", I said, opening the door and getting hit by the sun rays which was kind of too hot that I had to wonder if the IVB rays missed their way to Africa and found themselves in South America - well, maybe it was because I was almost sweating from running too much.

Each one was a promise of summer, a burst of sunshine waiting to be unleashed. I cut them into uniform cubes, careful and deliberate, imagining Adam's face as he took his first bite. Sprinkling them with a pinch of sea salt and a dash of black pepper felt almost sacred, coaxing out the hidden sweetness. Then, the basil. Finely chopped, its sharp, clean scent filled the kitchen, a grounding aroma that calmed my nerves. A few spoonfuls, generously offered, and a drizzle of olive oil to bring everything together, like a painter blending colors on a palette. The tomatoes now glistened, a jewel-toned mosaic ready to be admired.