Talking Ginger Novels & Stories

Nate teased with a smirk. Ginger looked his way, not impressed. "Can't be more disastrous than your humor," she gave it back with the signature look that had the power to make the listener feel small, insignificant in front of her. But it didn't work on Nate, he was used to and had grown immune to it. Even though they were twins, they mostly pulled each other's legs then doing the talk. Ginger's gaze swept over to Sera, who was practically hiding behind Nate. Sera offered her a hesitant smile, not sure if it would earn her another belittling remark.

Ginger lifted her head and spoke in a sweet tone, "Tim, you should focus on your work. Don't worry about me. I'll wait for you to come back!" Caleb clicked his tongue in disapproval. "You really lack manners, addressing Tim so casually. Does that mean we're now peers?" With her arms crossed in front of her, Ginger raised her chin proudly and continued to ignore him.

Ginger whispers, and I shake my head. “I want to have some fun.” “It is almost time for class,” she adds, and I sigh, pulling away from her as I walk to the door. “Mr…” Hana pauses as she comes in contact with me, her brows crumpling as she shoves past me, only to meet Ginger sitting on the desk. “Hi,” Ginger says in a small voice. “Eww eww eww!” she exclaims, shutting her eyes and turning around as she marches out of the room with her hands covering her ears. Ginger gets off the table, walking out of the room with me.

'Javen, what kind of wine do you want to drink? I'll order it for you~' Ginger leaned against Javen’s side. She was extremely charming and had long lost the flavor of her college days. Javen closed his eyes slightly, looking a bit tired. 'You should go back.' Unwilling to give up, Ginger edged forward and said, 'Javen, I'm just here to have some fun with you. You're not that stingy, are you?'

So, she dragged Gabriel along for some hot wings. Ginger liked hot and spicy food, but she couldn't handle the heat very well. She would tear up within a few bites of the food. Even so, this didn't stop her from continuing her meal. After tearing up, she would grab a few tissues to wipe her tears. Then, she would continue eating. Sitting opposite her, Gabriel felt both pity and amusement. "Why would you get hot wings if you can't handle the heat?" Ginger said, "What do you know? This is the best way to eat it. It's a pity that Belle isn't around today. If she were around, my happiness would be at its peak."

Ginger responded nicely. “That’s a relief,” the nurse said. “By the way, someone wanted to talk to you on the phone.” The nurse walked towards Ginger and gave her the phone. Ginger mouthed, ‘Thank you’ before pressing the phone to her ears. “Hello? Who’s this?” “Hi! Am I talking to Ms. Ginger Cadette?” the man from the other line asked. “Yes, this is her speaking,” Ginger responded. Due to her current condition, her voice has gotten hoarse, but she still managed to sound loud and clear. “How can I help you?”

She said,walking to the kitchen,Drake followed. "You know I'm handsome,stop denying it" he said. "Sweet dreams you've got" Ginger stick her tongue out at him. "Hey,don't start" Drake said. "You can't bully me in my house,I'm gonna kill you" Ginger said. "You can't even kill a cockroach,stop it" Drake said and they both laughed. ***** SPICE'S APARTMENT** Spice groaned out loudly as she called Royal for the umpteenth time but he kept on bouncing her calls.

she said with a smile too big for her face. "Ah...thanks," Marct says, confused by her behaviour as he slowly and cautiously takes his phone from her. "Whoa," she said then, poking Marct. She kept poking his arm, his face. "Someone please explain what's going on," Marct says trying to get away from Michael's mom. "Oh, he's real," Ginger says, giggling. My eyes widened. "What the..." I muttered, watching. "Are you real?" Ginger asked Marct.

I saw Yzack's name on my screen. "Got you this time." After I read his text message, I shifted my gaze at him and slightly nodded my head in acknowledgment. As I look at him, I realized how grateful I was that he was the one that mom was telling me about. I admired how he could handle things so cool. "You guys should talk when you will have your meeting again, I mean, you are not able to talk more casual because of the surrounding elders." She has a sense of humor. Their gazes were now on us, I awkwardly smiled.

to myself but it was too late. “Why didn’t you want to talk to me?” Ginger asks at the door. Ignoring her question, I snap, “Why are you here?” “I wanted to talk to you about something important..” “Like what, spending time with the guy I like? Or something else!?” “What?” Ginger says.. “No.. No.. You got everything wrong.” “I saw the pictures on Facebook Ginger!” I say, “it seems you had alot of fun.” My voice filled with venom. “Okay.. Obviously you had it all wrong..” She says. “Besides I wanted to talk to you about James anyway..”