Sweet Nothing Ice Cream Mga Nobela at Kwento

Lila fell asleep quickly, silently crying as I ran my fingers through her hair, trying to soothe her but not wanting to make her uncomfortable. I want to show her support without making her uncomfortable in any way. I think she was just so mentally exhausted and overwhelmed that her mind needed time to recover. I can feel the pain radiating through our bond. She is devastated at the news. I stayed with her for a couple of hours, falling asleep as I inhaled her scent. Bonds can be a funny thing. We have a scent as a wolf that is unique to us. We can all smell each other, but our mates will always smell delicious to us. When they smell Lila, she will smell like cherries and almonds, but for me

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****

This fucking Demigod looked like he had just walked out of a magazine. I had always wondered how he'd look while naked. Sorry, us. And here we were, clothes ripped off and ready for sin. “You'd be my stepsister in a few weeks, don't you care?” I shook my head quickly, almost like cutting him off. “No, I don't.” “This is forbidden.” He pressed a smirk on his lips. He wasn't just interrogating me, he wanted to know the level of my desperation—how eager I was for this. “Rotten Fruit tastes sweetest,” I mentioned, grinning like an idiot. “Soren, now I don't care about fucking taboos.”

Sugar Rush Creamery. I walked around and opened her door. We walked inside together. The bell chimed loudly. The shop smelled like waffle cones and melted chocolate. Medora froze just inside the door. She looked at the massive glass display case full of bright colors. She looked incredibly scared to actually step up to the counter. She thought she was breaking a rule by wanting something sweet. I stepped right up behind her. "You can get whatever you want, Medora," I urged in a soft voice. "You have earned it."

I growl softly. She makes a sad face. "I see why you wanted to get rid of it." I reach for the bottle of sweet berry wine. "More drink?" "No, thank you." "Do you want dessert?" She sits up very straight. "What is for dessert?" "Sweet date cake, hot sugar sauce, and black walnut ice cream from the Silverpaw Creamery. All my feast hall ice cream comes from there. And sweet crunch nuts on top." "Yum." She licks her pink lips, and my eyes drop down to watch them.

said Antonio with an innocent smile . After they sat down , they opened their breakfast boxes . " Oh , you have even put our names on it . " said Alex . " So that you won't mix it . " said Antonio smiling . When all of them opened their boxes , they noticed that they has oiled broccoli and an egg . They stared at their boxes dumbfounded . When they saw Antonio's box , they saw delicious pancakes with chocolate and some honey biscuits with white cream . " Why are you looking at me like that ? You guys said that I was childish that's why I am trying to behave maturely by ordering you something healthy . Mature people love boiled broccoli with egg . Also , I have to change your thought of me .

It seems like Ares and I was in a trance just staring at each other, his eyes piercing into my soul. " here's your foo- Oh I'm sorry" Celia says politely as she places the food infront of us on the table. Ares moves away from me and suddenly I miss the warmth he gave me. He gives Celia a dimple smile as he thank her for our food, she smiles at us as she walks away back to the kitchen. I look down at my plate that ares placed infront of me and my stomach growls as I take in the masterpiece on the plate, a huge waffle in the middle and it's surrounded by different chocolate syrup and there's whipped cream and strawberries. I lick my lips as I smile at the food infront if me.

"The flavor is very good. No wonder you like it so much." "Right? Not only does their ice cream taste good, they also have great advertising slogans." As she spoke, Grace found one of the ice cream boxes. There were a series of advertising slogans printed on it. "Among cars, it's the Rolls Royce, but ice cream has Häagen-Dazs. "Oh, and this one: 'every moment with you is a moment with love. I'll care for you attentively at the most unexpected moments'. "If you love her, buy her Häagen-Dazs."

She says dismissively. I couldn’t help but feel giddy. Ice cream has a way of making everything feel better. I made a beeline to the stall we had passed by earlier, the one pressing their own waffle cones on hot irons. Their ice creams are proudly displayed behind the glass. Silky and glossy with vibrant colors. Milky white vanilla, pale green pistachio, blush pink rose water, deep purple blackberry, and a rich chocolate ice cream all lined up in a neat row behind the glass.