Romans & histoires Sweet Stories

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

Like Gin Goodwich, the mastermind behind Which Sweet, who created the enchanted chocolate that made Grayson the happiest of all beasties. And contrary to what most people believe, she was in fact a sugar fairy the whole time and not a witch at all. She had been held captive by bone fairies, who used her to rot the teeth of children and steal them during the night. Eventually, she managed to escape and make her way to Blue Willow.

Complaints about school. Pictures of food. A screenshot of a celebrity she thought was attractive. Normal things. Then I stopped scrolling. Three days ago, Sienna had sent me a message. Sienna: Girl, may gusto akong sabihin sa'yo pero huwag ka munang magalit. I remembered reading it. I had been busy that day, so I replied hours later. Me: Ano 'yon? She never answered. Instead, she changed the subject. At that time, I hadn't thought much about it.