Sweet Life Novels & Stories

She walked inside the room and Clara followed, Sophie was sleeping so she was not a problem. Maya sat on the little chair close to John Gillian's bed, she looked at him and realised how beautiful the old man was even though he was quite old. She took one of his hand and covered it with her other hand. “I am so glad everything went well honey, I am so glad. I can’t wait for you to open your eyes so I can talk to you again my love, I can’t wait to see you walk my love” Maya whispered to her husband and smiled. Clara was carrying Sophia, she placed the little baby on her shoulder. The young woman watched Maya as she professed her love for her husband and showed him so much care, she concluded t

Who's this handsome hunk? 👥️️ He looks charming and amazing 👥️️ His slow strides and composure makes me want him more 👥️️ He could pass for a model I just smiled as I sat down. I removed my sunglasses and people kept gasping 👥️️ Marry me, Carter 👥️️ He doesn't seem to age at all 👥️️ His wife would be so lucky They started clicking my pictures and I made sure to pose for them so they'd take it well. The waiter who came to attend to me couldn't stop blushing and smiling

He knew her temper and once she got angry she could kill him without a second thought. Don't get it wrong Sabrina was sweet but when she got angry the world would suffer. After saying those words he gave her some ice cream to calm her down and it always worked every single time. "you are lucky you know that." "Anyway how is you girlfriend. When can I see her again." Johnny was her partner in crime. every time they were together she felt carefree and relaxed around him. She looked at him and hoped that he could live a happy life. ***FLASHBACK****

Hackling sweetness. --"yo...you?" Running?? #Unfulfilled_Love #Sabiha_Moyuri

"Araminta, Hazel, probably Thorne too...Oh Goddess, they knew! Nobody told me. I...What if someone else, someone dangerous, had found out...I..." “Breathe, Apple, breathe," Sly grasps my hands firmly. "You’re safe here. I'm with you. You can glow, scream, rage--nobody can see you except for me." A tear rolls down my face and he reaches forward to hold my cheek in his palm, his thumb wiping away my sorrow as a light autumn rain begins to fall, dripping through the dense overhang of trees outside the cave. The comforting smell of moist earth calls to me and I sense the vines growing along the forest path, the birds in the trees. Being a witch is a gift and a curse.

She bid farewell to Alessandro and stepped back into the Tuscan morning, feeling grateful for this slice of la dolce vita (the sweet life). Roslyn strolled through the winding paths of the lush garden, the scent of blooming flowers and fresh cut grass enveloping her. She had always found solace in this serene oasis, where the gentle rustle of leaves and chirping birds created a soothing melody.

Mom and I looked up at the same time. Guilty, Dad looked away under our furious stares. "A house is a prerequisite for marriage! Abigail is young, after all, and she's never had a hard day in her life. I can't exactly have her living on a construction site, can I? "It works out perfectly, anyway. You go over and handle the cleanup. It saves money on a professional deep clean, and doesn't that help you out too?" Acting casual, he reached out to grab Mom.

she whispered and Mike mimicked her position, laying low and turned to look. A buck outside their window, feasting on some low shrubs, accompanied by some naughty squirrels jumping around. Mike took a long-inhaled air, much-needed oxygen replenishing. Such a majestic animal, dappled with royalty even when they are bowed at his most delicate moment. Mike looked over his shoulder at Sarah and there was a glitter of light in her eyes, like a child who had just seen a free ice-cream truck across the street. A smile found its way to his lips. He slipped his arms across her shoulder and pulled her close, which she welcomed and enjoyed the remaining of the show.

Bliss is a wonderful feeling, One that makes us sweet-toothed From how good life tastes Life is good, and a touch Of family and love Makes it much better PenaciousShewa Kayola wakes up feeling very tired, and her bones are really hurting. She wonders what could be wrong and remembers that for the past six days, she has been dashing into the woods at the slightest provocation to shapeshift and howl out her frustration.