Yamabuki Lemon Novels & Stories

"Yes. And. and I want food—lots. Send all of it. Sushi, ramen, wagashi, fruit—send it in a basket. Best quality. Today's for Yuki." He hesitated for half a beat, as if he felt the magnitude of that craving, but nodded after that. "Understood." "Thank you." Kenji handled the rest: ordering an upscale concierge. I drove this vintage eco-sedan to make it inconspicuous, but racing within. I restrained from playing Ecstasy chords—it needed to sound contemplative, not flashy. Still: revenge against cowardice. Ten minutes in, my team told me it was a group of chefs at Azabu that assembled the basket—fresh fruit, sweet mochi, yakitori, soup, three types of nigiri and a jar of matcha pudding. I permi

“I’ll try that Sichuan pepper chicken I learned from Grandpa. And maybe vegetarian steak, yam and pork rib soup, West Lake vinegar fish… Oh, and for veggies—your favorite blanched bok choy or scrambled eggs with chives. How’s that?” Scott chuckled. “It’s just the two of us. No need for so much. Just yam soup and scrambled eggs will do.” Julissa blinked. “But don’t you like the pepper chicken best?” He leaned down and whispered in her ear, “Yam is better… we need to replenish our energy in advance.” Her face turned bright red. No wonder he picked yam and chives—both known for their tonic properties… She muttered, “More like making up for lost time…”

Then… silence again. No topic. Clar looked around awkwardly, not knowing how to continue the conversation. Wait… that yellow round thing—could it be yam? And the leaves did look long and oval-shaped. To confirm her guess, Clar quickly ran over, not even noticing Luna hadn’t followed. It really was yam! And it was as big as an apple. She couldn’t imagine how thick the root below must be. Clar jumped excitedly, her face full of joy. “Come here! Help me dig this up—I want the root!”

I'd heard her voice echo through his phone. "They're all different flavours. There's lemon, um lime or apple, orange." "Oh," Lena laughed breaking into hysterics. "One box of lemon please." She explained where we'd gone wrong when we got back but to this day she still called them lemon flavoured tampons. I stumbled back into my room armed with Lena's lotions. A waft of steam hit me in the face. Kayla was already in the shower. Naked in my shower. My mate. In my shower. Naked.

I keep chewing, and it fades a little, giving way to the sweet sensation of fish, meat, crayfish and everything good. "Oh." I moan out, taking another spoon. "It's really spicy, but I just can't stop." Cara says with misty eyes. "I lovve this place." Dee and Vee chorus then we all burst into laughter. ____ "This is Yam and Eggs, no spicy, just simple and delicious, of course, the eggs won't be just eggs, it has everything." Daisy says, but we don't wait for her, instead, we dig in.

“Leave! You people are nothing but trash! I feel like puking as soon as I see you people around! Now, scram!” Yamato wasn’t interested in Ayaka slapping Watson around. Instead, his eyes lit up when he saw Arlet beside Harvey. He had seen a lot of women back in the Island Nations, but his urge to conquer a stubborn woman from Country H like Arlet was immediately ignited. He could feel his breathing getting heavier after taking his blue pills. “Hurry up already,” he said with an annoyed look. Ayaka kicked Watson to the ground after hearing those words. “You hear that? Get out of here already!”

his emerald eyes gleamed under the warm light coming from the clear sky. "I understand" Olivia answered in a daze, as if she was compelled by his charms "We are not allowed to be this close yet" Looking away, she lifted her cup and drink her tea. "Now don't go looking like a child deprived from eating sweets, I have something for you" Amon reached for his pocket and presented her the tulip she had recieved from Jayden in the capital, come to think of it, she didn't have the chance to look for it since she woke up the next day sleeping in her own bedroom.

I explained. "And by the way where is the dish from?" asked Jake, "In Vadawolf there is no restaurant that serves dabu-dabu dishes." "Uh... Um... we just make it, here is lombok, onion, garlic, tomato, and lemon, as well as olive oil that can be preheated to make it warm." I showed them all the ingredients. "Me and Nina will cut off all the ingredients. You can help them," Jake ordered Jay and Britney to help me as well as Terrence.

“Little Lemon!” Mable rushed over and picked Lemon up. Lemon hugged her mother and pressed her cheek against her face, pointing at the butterfly in Jeremiah’s hand. “Mommy... Unc... Butterfwy...” Mable kissed her cheek. “Good girl.” Jeremiah looked at Mable and said, “Lemon kept crying earlier, so I thought she was unwell. It seems she just misses you after not seeing you all day...” Mable sighed in relief. She thought that Lemon was sick and was worried the whole way back.

The metallic taste of blood reached his palate along with the bittersweet of meat. The fork fell on the plate with a thud, as he brought his hand to his mouth with a groan. Falcon in alarm rose from his chair to her. "What's wrong?" He asked worriedly. His omega was suffering in front of him and he didn't know why. -Maybe you didn't like the meat- Ofelia's voice was heard calm- It's kobe, it's a really expensive beef delicacy. Wasting it is sacrilege- "MOTHER" Falcon couldn't help but raise his voice and even his father was impressed. Ofelia's jaw dropped.