روايات وقصص ضمن Tara Sivec Chocolate Lovers Series

“This is for the pain. Use this vial to numb her senses in cases of dire necessity. Administer the medicine sparingly. I can always make more.” Lucian had his servants retrieve pastries and gave them to Tara. “They were always Lyra’s favorite sweets. Take them. She can have a taste of home when she’s away.” Tara accepted the items with a smile. The carriage rumbled away from the capital and arrived at a secluded estate. Unlike Tara’s claims of kind nuns, a group of leering men stood there. “What a fine merchandise we have in our hands. Such a pretty face and a tiny waist.” Tara dumped the pastries on the ground and smashed them under her foot.

Lacey mumbled with sadness. “If that is the case, let’s have some girl talk over coffee one last time,” Lana said. Margo nodded. They got up solemnly and walked to the counter. They only had to wait behind two people. Once those customers were taken care of, Lacey and Margo placed their orders. Then it was Lana’s turn. “I’d like to have a vanilla coffee with a splash of hazelnut syrup and please make sure it’s decaf, sugar. I’m with child,” Lana slurred with a fake Southern accent as she waved a Kleenex in the air.

Proserpina “Mumma, can I help with those?’ demanded a persistent voice at my elbow, and I sighed. It was Tara. I had baked a fresh batch of chocolate chip cookies for my boys who were home from their elite boarding school. But the entire batch I had baked the day before had been devoured. Now I sighed and turned to smile at Lou and Dom along with Tara, who had entered the kitchen. Tara came to me and began to help me. “Is it for Claude’s girl?’ asked Dom, who had no sense of decorum at times. I sighed. The boys were now almost as tall as me, as was Tara. “Help yourself, “I said drily, for I had seen the gleam in Dom’s eyes as he looked at the macaroons I had baked, the flavoured, delicate co

She clicked her tongue and flopped down on the sofa, combing her hair with a frustrated, rough motion. “I miss chocolate, okay?” he continued dramatically. ‘Eva's low-sugar chocolate is the only moral savior this week.” “You,’ Harvey sneered, shaking his head. ”It's still good that Tiana makes time for cheating. Me? Ursula? We haven't even touched kitchen salt this week.” Ursula snorted softly. “I miss potato chips. I even bought two bags of imported potatoes. Eva, can you make a large portion, please?” The three of them sighed deeply in unison. In the next second, the elevator bell rang. The three of them, as if connected inwardly, stood up together and hurried towards the door.

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Just then, Venessa excused herself to use the restroom, leaving Avery and Tara alone in the same section. Tara surveyed the shelf piled high with an array of designs and colours. Her eyes shifted to Avery, who stood before the full-length mirror, contemplating which option to choose, as they both looked good on her. When the saleslady returned with refreshments for Tara, she couldn’t help but ask, “Ms Tara, is there anyone who piques your interest? Or any particular design or brand you’re looking for?” Her eagerness to assist was evident. Tara let out a small smirk as she glanced toward Avery’s direction before saying, “I like the gold-coloured bag, but it seems it’s already taken.” She disc

Why would anybody fill an entire notebook with some meaningless gibberish? Leila felt a slight but persistent tingling at the roots of her hair. It occurred to her that the entries in the notebook were encrypted. Leila Weinrich, an Oxford student in ancient civilisations, had an unusual hobby: she was good at solving mysteries. And mysterious things kept happening with her, her friends and acquaintances, with acquaintances of her friends and the friends of her acquaintances. Leila was helping everyone, even when she was not asked to do so, as sarcastic Tom pointed out.

Melissa, I arrived home and took a shower. It's also very hot here in Rio. Since it's still early, I'm going to take advantage and prepare a surprise for Ricardo. He arrives tonight. Maybe a dinner? Yes, I've decided on an aphrodisiac dinner. I call my favorite restaurant and place an order for two: blackberry and ginger jam with toast as an appetizer, filet mignon with chef's parmesan cheese risotto as the main course, and truffled honey bread for dessert.

Only time would tell whether they would ever find their way back to each other. After Veronica and her daughter returned from their vacation ,Kyra overheard her calls to Chris begging him not to leave her ,that she still loved him. Kyra is disappointed knowing that her brother Blake is the one being toiled with. She decides to investigate and find out if Flora was really her brothers daughter

His open palms traveled the length of her, hot as a branding iron, shooting icy shivers up and down her spine. A whimpering sound escaped the back of Sierra’s throat as she pressed herself against his hard body. Already moist inside her jeans, she abandoned thoughts of Christmas decorations. She’d done a bad job of pretending to love Ben, a job that had got more difficult as time wore on. Loving Matt came easily to her. Quickly, she reminded herself that she didn’t, couldn’t love him now. Her rational thoughts ebbed away as her need mounted. Her knees threatened to buckle. So intense was her longing, it hyrt. Heat seared through her as his hand cupped her breast. She arched her back to him,