Glucose Goddess の小説・ストーリー

My children looked at me with raised brows, even Hilda who just entered. ‘Oops.’ ‘Way to go, Kat!’ Melora exclaimed. “I’ll take care of the pancakes,” Carissa said, rushing out of the room. That b*tch just abandoned me. “Mummy, what’s a goddess?” Aurora asked, walking up to me. “It’s a female God. Isn’t it mummy?” Hilda said, getting a glare from Dash. “You always know everything, Hilda.” Hilda frowned, pursing her lips. “No, I don’t!”

This shop was one of the fastest shop as it was run by an entire family, whom I believe were somewhat grateful to Mayada because in just lest then 5 minutes our heavenly smelling food was served to our table along with and additional plate of small sweet berry blocks which are made of jaggery syrup and fresh berries. Mayada thanked male owner of that shop for his kindness and we all started digging in, I finished half of my special pork bone soup and few chunks of baked beef and carrots, I instantly feel content when warn delicious food made its way in my stomach, it was then I recalled our reason to visit here.. “So.. who is Goddess Cynthia?” I questioned Mayada who was eating chicken fitte

Stop Sugarcoating, Baby Calliope Syndey "Casy" Fryxell is a Mathematics teacher in Felghana National High School. People don't know that she is lesbain. Unfortunately, she is living in a country where being a part of LGBTQ+ community is strictly prohibited, and anyone who will be proved as a part of it will be punished to prison, or 100 lashes. Casy needs to sugarcoat in order to save herself. Everything is fine until she met Kataleya "Kate" Carson, another teacher, English major, was hired in the same school she is working.

I will do anything for her. “My name is Allorah and I’m a Goddess. I’m not a human, just my body. My soul and mind belong somewhere else,” Allorah said. I looked at her in shock. A goddess? I chuckled like I was crazy. “A goddess?” I repeat as I massage my temple, “This is absurd.” “I know…” Allorah said with pain in her eyes. I averted my gaze from her. Was she being real?

So it had become second nature for him to kiss the back of a girl's hand as a basic form of courtesy. Staring at the girl who currently had her eyes away from him, he noticed the red hue on her skin present on her neck, ears and cheeks. He wasn't lying when he said she was pretty. She had a pair of crescent moon eyebrows currently looking down on black velvety eyelashes. Her midnight black hair was tied into a bun with its tip resting on her shoulders with the baby hairs stuck to her glossy skin, probably from the run she . The feature that he really liked about her however were her quartz coloured eyes, he hadn't seen anything like it before. They were gray and translucent, contrasting her

“They are watching” “Great! They are just about to witness the most interesting part”, Richard replied and leaned closer to her face. He cupped her cheeks and without minding the panicked look in her eyes, or the number of eyes on him. It was time to show the public his secret goddess, and this was the perfect time for that.

Sienna glanced at him sideways with a slight hint of arrogance in her eyes. She snorted softly and said, “I won’t get drunk!” Back then, she held the title as the first Goddess of War in the capital city. What had she not seen or experienced before? What kind of wine banquet had she not participated in? No matter how much she drank, she was still sober; she had never been drunk. It was just like how she suspected that Matty was here to get them drunk, and why she had decided to walk into his trap anyway. This was because she had self-confidence and courage that she would never get drunk!

she saw he just wanted to be silent, not to make her feel like a fool who her knowledge was weak, she needed to know what he was thinking or knew, so she looked seriously and asked, " Opolopo, talk to me, is the girl not who i thought she was? Tell me if i am wrong about her, tell me who Oyinda is now" she looked serious and was really obvious that she must hear what ever Opolopo had in mind concerning the girl in question, he answered by saying " i Opolopo would not call her a goddess, but she is not human also, but the things with that girl is not known by her, she is a good peaceful young innocent beautiful girl, but a god lives inside of her, and that god must be a old enemy, who only p

She kept typing mistakes into the code until the whole thing was completely dead! [Man, I swear she must've been plagiarizing other people's work all along. That's why she doesn't even know the basics.] [Any genius coder out there? Please help us! I'm about to lose my mind!] The ranting on Instagram got louder by the second, and soon, random onlookers jumped into the mess. [Did you all just find out? Word was out a while ago that she only got into Arkenville University because both her parents are professors. They paid her way in.

He let it happen. They planned to keep her alive just long enough to take what they needed. Then they would end her. But one girl, a servant no one noticed, chose to help her. Maybe she was young. Maybe she was afraid. Maybe she saw a mother in pain and couldn’t bear it. No one remembers her name. But that girl unlocked the door, whispered that the guards were asleep, and told the goddess to run. And she did.