Vanilla 소설 & 이야기

" And one more thing, you smell awesome today. Vanilla.., my favorite flavor. I can't wait to taste it..." " You son of a bi*ch. " I murmured under my breath

“Fine, whatever.” He grinned at that and ordered for the both of us. “What flavor do you want?” “Strawberry,” I answered my favorite flavor without a second thought. Alpha Magnus nodded and ordered, “Then one mint chocolate and one vanilla for us.” “You like vanilla?” I can’t help but ask. He nodded, “Yes, smells and tastes like you…” I blinked, not sure if I heard him right…vanilla? so I smell like it? It is probably because of my body wash or perfume...

Aisha POV: After driving for almost an hour we finally halted at some unknown place, during this whole hour ride vivan did not bother to speak to me even once also every time when I tried to initiate any topic he shut me down with his absurd answers because of which after few attempts even I stopped questioning him, however because of his indifferent behavior today I was getting little suspicious of his motives when “We are here!” Vivan suddenly said whereas straight away got down by opening van door “Aisha get down!” he ordered me once he was out and also offered me his hand to safely get down which I happily accepted “Wh.. on earth is this place?” I questioned vivan eyeing our whole surrou

Alex Vanilla is one of my favorite scents, and the moment the mystery woman entered my gym, i had known about it. She stood just a little behind Liz. She was rather small for a wolf, but she was there. My own wolf inside me gave a little growl of approval.

Lucas groaned dramatically. “I think I’m getting drunk on sugar,” he said, leaning back in his chair. “Do we still have one more?” “Vanilla bean,” I said, spooning up a bite. My eyes widened. “Oh my God. This one.” Lucas tried it, then pointed at it like it owed him money. “We have a winner.” I giggled. “You’re so picky.” “I’m selective,” he corrected, mock offended. “There’s a difference.”

I asked her. "Ar...Vanilla. Her name is Vanilla. Quite an odd name but her mother gave her that because of her usual cravings for Vannila when she was pregnant with her. I mean, isn't that so wise? If not that I do not want to get pregnant for fear of ruining my perfect body, one that you love so much, I would have considered having one" she chattered happily.

He knew someone learning couldn't easily make a velvet and the vanilla wasn't that good. "Why the vanilla?" "Because it's sweet and there is magic in the person's fingers," He explained sweetly and I couldn't help but smile. "Why are you lying?" Ziora spat the vanilla out of her mouth, I didn't even know when she had taken it, "You just need to make her see the truth." "Why are you interfering?" Kenzal asked softly. "My sister made something, shouldn't I have a bite? And also how will she learn if she doesn't know the truth?"

“My dad loves vanilla.” Cassie manages to face forward again. “S.. sure.” Trying to hide Mathias’s effect on her body, she takes a deep breath. “Okay.” Avra seems happy after her permission. “Um, there must be vanilla powder in that drawer. I saw Miss Jones use it when baking a cake-” “No, no. Not the powder.” Cassie cuts in with surprise. “We need vanilla sticks.” “Oh, okay. They are black, right?” Avra doesn’t even realize how awkward what she just said about vanilla powder is. “Mom puts them into her water every morning.”

Ron nodded, scooping from his ice cream. “ I am happy for you.” He replied,his voice a mix of mischief and surprise. “ So, what kind of flavor is your favorite?.”Ron inquired, licking his spoon in an irritating manner. “ Vanilla. My favorite." Ron's grin deepened sending a shiver travelling down my spine. “ I thought ladies love chocolate." He jested. I rolled my eyes. " I also thought men love vanilla. Why did you settle for chocolate?." Ron chuckled,not knowing what to say.

"This is fun." Vanilla completed her studies at Columbia University, New York. During her stay in New York she filled her free time by taking countless baking and cooking courses. She wants to be like her mother and of course because she is the only daughter, she is automatically the future successor of Vanilla Bakery. Vanilla's father died when she was fifteen years old and Xaviera chose not to remarry until now even though Vanilla doesn't mind at all if she has a stepfather.