Tazon Novel Tupperware Novels & Stories

Tara fumbled with the light switch on the wall, flooding the room with bright yellow light. It was not a storage room. “My workroom,” Tara said, gesturing to the shelves lining the walls. The shelves were chock-full of tiny glass bottles with stoppers. Each bottle had a label. Aaron peered at the shelf closest to him. The label on the very first bottle read: TO MAKE YOUR ENEMY CROAK LIKE A FROG. Aaron winced. Hunching his shoulders, he shoved his hands in the pockets of his jeans. From the corner of his eye, he could see Tara looking at him; there was a twinkle in her eyes that told him she was having one on him.

Zack retorted, and he helped her to carry most of the shopping bags, and they arrange it inside the refrigerator, and the grains in the stores, and crips, and cereal cartons on the shelves, “did you buy beef meat?“ Zack asked, “Oh, I forgot, tomorrow is another day, I will go and get it” 'Tara says, “Don't worry about it,” he says, “I will eat whatever you cook” he says, “why” 'Tara says, “I don't want to stress you,” Zack says,

XERAPHINA Tilly and I step up to the vast steaming hot buffet adorned with many types of seafood and other meats like steak, chicken, and pork. Each section remains warm to prevent contamination with salmonella, and my stomach rumbles. “I’m gonna gain a hundred pounds tonight. Look at all this food, Xeraphina,” Tilly yells over the music with a huge grin on her face, as she reaches out and clutches a plate and silverware. “This is freaking fantastic!” she says, clutching a pair of tongs and placing a whole cooked king crab onto her plate. Her eyes widen in delight as she notices a bin down the way of oysters on the Half Shell, being kept cool in a bin full of ice. “Oh goodness, I’ve got to h

After eating, I wash the dishes. After that, I shift my gaze outside. I checked if there are still lot of armed men. Even though their boss isn't around, the house is still guarded? Aish! I'm loosing my hope to get out of this house. I just brought the Tupperware that he told me to bring to my room. It contains biscuits and chocolates. "Does he want me to have a tooth decay?" It's so many chocolates inside. What the heck? Psh. Maybe this is a snack. A snack? Chocolate? Duhhh! I lay down and fell asleep.

Without saying a word, and keeping one eye fixed on me the entire time, he’d bent down to toe open his mini fridge, and he’d pulled out what looked like a soup cup-shaped Tupperware full of blood, complete with a locking plastic lid. He’d held it out to me, both eyebrows raised. “Take it. Again, no offense, but you also aren’t looking your best. I like to keep some stored for a rainy day.” At my hesitation he’d sighed, and, kicking the fridge door shut, he’d tossed the Tupperware over to me. I’d caught it in desperate, scrabbling hands, my eyes wide with a hope I didn’t dare to feel.

I also noticed name tags on them which made me realize that Maddy's plate was less with some coleslaw while my food and Lucas's were the same. "Seems delicious and I'm very hungry," I said and took the one with my name on it. I sealed the top with the foil and dropped the bowl on the table. I spotted a seat close by and sat down on it. There was a plastic fork taped to the top of the Tupperware, so I took it off and opened the plate. The spicy scent from the plate filled my nose and watered my mouth, making me twice as hungry as I was. I stabbed the fork into the food and rolled some strands of the spaghetti around it then popped it into my mouth. The food was delicious and savory, making me

As I studied its upholstery and leather, the smell of freshly made snacks wafted into my nose. on either side of the bed were two ottoman stools. Each had a bed tray on it. On each tray were freshly baked cupcakes and a bowl of creamy ice cream with sprinkles. Candies and chocolate were added to a particular tray and I knew that it was Tiffany's. I smiled wide and she smiled too. "I caught you! You reduced junk food at school but here you are..." "Common, Mrs Bianca, don't be a pain in the ass," she said amidst laughter. Mrs Bianca? The new appellation sounded strange and made me tingle.

I say, pointing to a high wooden stool. She obeys, her heavy hips sliding onto the seat. I walk over to the large cold box. I already ate a berry muffin at dawn, but I was waiting for her to share my second morning meal. I open the heavy wooden door and look at the jars. "What flavor will it be, Zara? Strawberry and sweet cream? Chocolate bricks and wild banana? Yellow mango mellow? Or green pistachio?" Her big eyes light up like wild fire at that last word.

“Vampires—don’t ask about that one.” “What is your current obsession?” Katie asked, unsure if she wanted to know, but too curious not to ask. “Jungle,” Zoe said. “I have Tarzan and Jane, of course, plus fake trees and vines. Right now I have a pug-themed kitchen that you’re free to use. I’ve cleared out one side of the fridge for you, plus a couple cupboards.” Katie’s breath hitched. Zoe had cleared space for her—like she belonged. No one had ever done that before.

he chuckled inwardly, ‘trust this woman to cook up stories’ Mahira finished wrapping the wound which would lay secured even if a tsunami were to hit it, Tazz looked amused as his arm resembled the mummy. “he .. is busy and please do not ask me where, what , why, coz I’m not going to oblige you with answers, so...,” she turned around and returned with a plate and a small bowl in her hand “Here, please eat it now as its hot,” she placed the breakfast she’d prepared specially for him Tazz wanted to refuse but went silent the moment his eyes fell on the plate.