Nice Cream Undertale Novels & Stories

Someone suddenly tags me in a parents' group chat. "Hey Madison, I notice that the lunch boxes you've prepared for your daughter have a nice variety and rich in nutrients. Why don't you prepare the same thing for my son starting from tomorrow onward? "I'm not going to leech off you. In fact, I'll pay you ten dollars per day. When it stacks up, you'll earn quite a lot per month." As I stare at the messages on the screen, I find the situation rather ridiculous. My daughter, Sophie Reed, is extremely picky, not to mention she has food allergies. All of the ingredients of her meals are flown in from their places of origin. That means one meal's net price is more than 500 dollars. Yet now, someone intends to use ten dollars just for me to replicate the same meal for them? I reply right away in the group chat, "No way." Unexpectedly, the next day, Sophie is in tears when she returns from the kindergarten. She tells me that her lunch box has gotten snatched by a fellow classmate. On top of that, the teacher scolds her for being selfish as well. Fine. Since those shameless people intend to take advantage of me, don't blame me for being ruthless at all.

My first day back home and my husband's secretary was already flexing her muscles, trying to grab my antique right out of my hands. Before I could get a word out, she smacked me across the face. Twice. She sneered at me with a look that could freeze fire. "This piece caught my eye, and I'm being nice to you. Better apologize and thank me, pronto!" I moved to confront her, but before I knew it, her bodyguard had me pinned to the ground. She looked down at me like I was nothing. "Trying to challenge me? I'm Mrs. Collins of the Collins family here in Riverton City. You're nothing! One word from my husband and you're out of here!" Passersby started chiming in: "Aren't you going to bow down and beg? She's the apple of Mr. Collins' eye." "Play your cards right, and maybe you'll still be scrubbing toilets in Riverton City." I was ready to set things straight when her title hit me like a ton of bricks. The Collins family of Riverton City? When did Eric get another wife? I dialed Eric's number and laughed calmly. "Eric, since when did you secretly marry someone behind my back?"

My sister ate the half plate of mango I had left on the table and broke out in hives from her allergy. My brother stormed over, pried my mouth open, and poured the mango juice straight down my throat. "You love mangoes so much, don't you? Today you'll get your fill." The juice flooded my lungs. I choked, fighting for air as my throat swelled in agony, begging him to save me. Instead, he turned and locked me in the basement. "Betty suffered because of you, so don't expect any comfort. Stay down here and reflect on what you've done. Growing up without any real guidance. No wonder you're so vicious." Two days later, my mom remembered me. "Ralph, that's enough. Let Catherine out. If she stays there much longer, she might start resenting Betty." My dad chimed in casually, "What's the big deal? Just buy her something nice to make up for it." My spirit clung to his back, floating along with them toward the basement. I'd like to see how they were going to compensate a dead girl.

Everything was going well in the life of 27-year-old Lillian Porter. She lived in a nice rented house located less than an hour from the major architectural firm where she works. The company is directed by Adam Winters. Her boss was five years older than her and Lillian worked as her executive secretary, she was like his right hand, even though she hated him. All her "hatred" for him followed her from the first day working to him. Adam was extremely attractive and seemed to know perfectly well the power of his charm, since the first day he has been rude and arrogant with everyone around him, knowing that even so, he would draw desirous sighs from both of them. But that still wasn't the focus of all Lillian's rancor, the problem is that she hated the fact that not even she was immune to the charms of her powerful boss. First, she thought she would never have sex with him for the simple fact that he was her boss, nether fall in love, but after what she thought would never happen, happened. She feared she was wanting the terrible CEO Adam Winters in her bed again. How would things be at the company after a crazy night of love between them? Can love. emerge from hate?

“I’ll take her, her tears taste nice” “The wedding holds tomorrow, I’ll come back for my bride then, bye for now” That was all the devil had to say to pull her into his dark and bloody world. His words are final , his silence speaks His presence cold and hot His aura speaks of great and might power He who rules Italy without stress Feared by the government and the people in the country He is who he thinks he is. He’s Gerald Grey. Roseanne Kent a twenty years old college student who’s hated by her father and sisters. She found herself being sold into a marriage with the most feared and most powerful mafia lord in Italy. At the mention of his name, the city stays quiet, getting on his bad side is a direct call for death. What happens when the most feared and most powerful mafia lord gets married to a mere twenty years old lady who was to sold to him as a bride for a billion dollar? What happens when Roseanne Kent finds out there’s more to Gerald Grey than what people know? What happens when the truth about Roseanne’s mother comes to light? What happens when the truth about the mystery death of Gerald Grey’s Six ex-wives is revealed?

Dark Romance! "Forgive me, father. For I'm going to abduct this little sinner." The holy father watched, stunned, as the tall guy yanked the girl out of the confession box and stomped out of there. ~~~ Innessa Laskin is a good girl by all means. She's kind, innocent, and goes to church. Love her parents and sister. She studies hard and aims to be a successful psychologist one day. She is a simple and ordinary girl from a small town who got a scholarship to the top Grand Elite academy. Issac Knight is a mysterious man. The handsome man with cognac brown eyes would soon turn her life upside down. He's mean. Wicked. A deadly underground boxer. What will happen when he accidentally helps her one night? The guy she thought was nice turned out to be far more dangerous. Issac never does anything for free. He'll exploit her, corrupt her in ways she could never imagine. He always does what he wants. Issac isn't the knight she thought he was. He's the sinner her mom used to warn her about. The naive Innessa would be shoved into the world of sinful pleasures. TROPES Forced proximity Fake dating Hates everyone but her Opposites attract Possessive ml Semi-submissive Fl V-card.

“Well, hello, darling. I do believe you lost,” Timothy murmured in my ear. I closed my eyes, wanting to just disappear into the ground. He licked my neck and I shuddered. “I won. Do you know what that means?” I nodded. “You are in charge,” I whispered. He gently bit my neck as he began to tug my shorts and underwear down. He moved between my legs and began to rub my pussy as he kissed my neck again. “My, my ,my. What do we have here? Nice and ready for me.” “Timothy, please.” He moved again and the next thing I knew he was rubbing his cock where his fingers had been seconds before. “Yes, princess?” “I’m a virgin.” He laughed in my ear. “Oh, I know. I promise to be gentle.” *** Natasha is an 18-year-old young woman who just graduated from high school. She has to figure out how to navigate through life with a war raging around her in which she is the driving force behind the conflict. Will this pending war change her world for the better? Can she find a way to keep those she loves safe, or will she have to choose to sacrifice someone for the greater good?

Lana wants to disappear from the world after scandalous rumours were spread about her by her best friend and ex-boyfriend who had been cheating on her. When she stumbled on a website offering a job as a live-in tutor somewhere far away. Lana grabs that chance to disappear. Everything seems nice and calm on the surface until the bloody ink of her pen touches the contract, and she finds herself thrust into another world she never knew existed— Werewolf and Monsters. Alpha Ronan is not only ruthless but extremely cautious when it comes to protecting his pack. After a chance meeting with Lana, he finds out that she is his destined mate. He brings her over to his house under the guise of tutoring his daughter, knowing fully well that she wouldn't be able to leave the pack. He doesn't care about the matebond because she is human and presumably weak, but he wouldn't let her go as well because she still belongs to him. Not until he realizes that his two brothers are also in love with her, and they are more than willing to claim her as his. Now, he has to contend with his personal feelings and traditions because he wouldn't let anyone close to her. She belongs to him!

I was the real son, finally found and brought back by my billionaire parents, only to be diagnosed with leukemia right after. The only person who matched my bone marrow was the adopted son, Doug Daniel. So my parents rushed to bring him back into the family, making him my donor. To make it up to him, they did everything they could for him. My parents handed over the inheritance. My fiancée, Moira Stevens, hovered around him every day. When the pain got so bad that I could barely stand it, my parents pointed at me and snapped, "Jay! You keep bringing up your illness. Are you really that eager to take away Doug's health?" Moira, a medical school professor, didn't hold back either. "I'm a doctor. You think I don't understand your condition? You act like you're dying every single day. You just can't stand that we're being nice to Doug." On the day of the transplant, I lay on the operating table and waited. But Moira, the one in charge of harvesting Doug's marrow, never came in. I closed my eyes and waited for death. None of them knew I had already signed up to donate my body.

At the wedding door games, my best friend, Justin Winston, suggests that my fiancee, Tiffany Bastion, feel everyone's abs while blindfolded so that she can guess who the groom actually is. Amid everyone's cheers, Tiffany gives every groomsman a nice feel before shaking her head firmly. "This is too easy! If I can't even recognize my own husband, we might as well call off the wedding!" When Tiffany is about to touch me, Justin suddenly flashes me a mysterious smile. Then, he takes off his shirt and moves to stand in front of her. The next moment, Tiffany shrieks excitedly, "This is my husband! I can't be wrong about this!" Justin lets out a chortle. Then, he grabs Tiffany by the wrist and begins navigating her hand from his abs down to his groin. "Why don't you give this a good feel? Do you still think this is your husband?" Tiffany just smiles bashfully as she roams her hands all over Justin's body. As I look at the pair's overly intimate actions, I sneer at them before stuffing the wedding bouquet into Justin's hands. "Since you two are in sync with each other that much, you might as well host this wedding on your own."