Unscramble Raisin Novels & Stories

A pink bunny stood in front of the elevator doors, holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand and a large note in the other. What in the actual fuck is this? He hopped towards me, bringing the flowers out to me. Long stemmed deep red roses, a dozen over them, wrapped in white tissue paper and a silver wrapping. “Oh, I don’t think these are for me.” I was utterly confused. He held up the sign, revealing my name in big letters. Raine McClaren. “That definitely is your name,” Shane said from behind me. I looked around, realizing I was drawing a crowd. Oh, I don’t think I’ve ever felt so embarrassed before in my life. And to top it off, I had no idea how to handle this.

Nodding at her daughter, Hazel left Aria's hand once inside the kitchen and then walked forward and opened the refrigerator before she began to look through the edibles. "Hersheys. Bubbly. Ramtin.. That's it, baby. Choose from 'em." Hazel mumbled, while her head was still sneaked inside the refrigerator. While, waiting for Aria to make a choice, Hazel picked one Ramtin up, tore it open and began to munch through it, blissful sighs leaving her. When she didn't hear a word from Aria by then, her brows furrowed together. "Aria baby we need to hurry-" Her words died in the middle when she turned around and spotted Theodore standing at the doorway with his arms crossed over his chest, and Aria hi

She smiled at me and held out her hand, “Give me some of them. I really need an energy boost.” My fingers trembled as I held out the packet. She grasped the packet but before she could take it, I pulled it away; explaining in a flustered voice, “Umm… There are different types of raisins in this packet. The black ones are especially bitter. I will sort them out for you.” I sat down beside her and opened the packet, carefully taking out a green raisin. Melinda wouldn’t be able to tell the color from such a long distance. As far as she saw me feeding Hera the raisins, she would leave.

#winks. Here's my contact info: +234816070856... I really hope you get this. Just know I'm expecting your... Your crush, Tim. I scoffed. What did he mean by crush? Who says I'm crushing on him? I went back and read from the beginning. I can't quite remember but I'm sure a sheepish smile was playing on my lips. Something felt off so I counted the digits of his phone number only to discover one digit had been torn out along with the rest that had been torn out.