Cure Parfait Novels & Stories

They lack impact. “What’s that?” I went to the pair of heels displayed in the middle of the store. It has lights surrounding it. It's gorgeous. It has structured heels in antique gold-toned metal that says "YSL." The color's black, but it's terrific. “Do you want to try it on, Ma’am? It’s the latest piece from our collection,” she said to me. It’s the same lady earlier, but some of her colleagues surrounded me, too, when they saw that I was interested in this.

It wasn't a new thing to her since she was a ravishing beauty to behold. She made her way to the bar."A shot of Larvish spark" she told the Bartender. "Yes, Ma'am" the bartender replied looking at her with a bright smile. She didn't seem to care as she looked around the club for any hot guy. The Bartender passes the drink to her, Larvish is a trade mark name for the drinks produced by Odenigbo Group. She takes the shot glasses and chugs it. She felt the familiar liquid burn her throat, which was amazing.

The moment I smell her sweet strawberry scent, the desire in me awakens, but as I put my hand on her hips and reach for the jar, she froze. I release her and move to the table to place the jar. We are standing facing each other with a table in between us. “Thanks,” She says, her face red. “Sorry about that. I could not decide what to eat, but Stella and I like Caramel bar so much,” I smile, opening the jar and pushing it gently to her. She takes one bar, but she does not leave her eyes on me as she bites on the bread. I get one and take a bite on the caramel bar. This woman sure knows how to tease me because I am turned on right now.

When I found out I was going to die, I accepted it with ease. My mate, Simon Knightley, came to me with a sullen expression and said, "Zora, Laila has been in poor health since birth. She's an Omega with the weakest healing ability. "One of her kidneys is failing, and she needs a transplant to survive."

Even the Elder Council in the Capital had once summoned her to treat an important figure. The stone was real. But I shook my head. Charles snorted. "See? I told you she was a liar." Victoria’s expression soured, while my father and stepmother adamantly refused to let Quinn marry a crippled wolf with no future. But Charles spoke again, his tone infused with a chilling confidence. "I've already found a cure. Once I'm healed, I'll be back at the company." "If Quinn marries me, she'll want for nothing." Quinn nodded emphatically. "That's right, Mom, Dad. I know a powerful healer who can definitely cure Charles."

Whenever Zoe was in trouble, he would drop everything to be by her side. Taking a deep breath, I pulled up the divorce agreement I'd prepared long ago and sent it to him. After hiking what felt like miles down the rain-slicked path, I flagged down a ride-share and finally made it home. As I reached the front door, my phone buzzed with a notification from our friends' group chat. Someone had shared a screenshot of Zoe's post. [Zoe's caption is brutal! What kind of disease does Isiah have that needs her touch?] [What else? His erectile dysfunction around Floria.]

Chapter 1 Lena adjusted the pearl earring with tight fingers, determined not to let her hand tremble. The woman in the mirror was Claire's blonde loveliness, Claire's slender face, and Claire's silk designer shirt. But it was wrong. The image was strange Behind her back, Ethan's voice rumbled as he came into their bedroom, wrapping his arms around her waist. "You look gorgeous, sweetheart." Sweetheart. Not Lena. Not Claire. She swallowed. "Are you sure this is me?" Her voice was light and playful because it had to be.

she rants but I just kissed her and she smiled. We might fight, she might not admit to what I want to hear but it doesn’t change the fact that we are perfect for each other. The end.

Inside the glass were layers of pastel-colored cream, topped with strawberry pocky, vanilla and strawberry ice-cream, whipped-cream, macaroons, and a ton of other sweets. After delivering their order, the maid said to them, "All couples who order our Couple's Sweetheart Parfait get a 15% discount and must pose for a photo that we’ll post on our Couple's Wall!" She held a camera, pointing to the decorated wall across from them that was filled with a bunch of pictures of couples posing together. "Over my dead body," seethingly vowed Micheal, scaring the poor maid, who was only doing her job. Thankfully a hard slap to the back of his head from Isis knocked the frown right off his face.