Sweet Home Novelas e Histórias

So soft, calm, and soothing while he can be prancing furious tiger at the office sometimes. “She is a pervert!!!” Mike purposely craned his neck towards Jessica’s direction and spat it aloud. Annoyed, still, Jessica didn’t dare to talk back and dug low into the sofa-a scared cat. Then Mike’s attention dragged back to Sarah and he looked down at the half-empty ice cream tub in her hand. “What is this?” “Mint and chocolate chip cookies” Mike narrowed his eyes “I can see that!!! How are you supposed to sleep with that much sugar pumped in your body in the middle of the night?”

Even Caramel finishes his food easily, though he is the last of us. As soon as that happens, we all look at Doctor Sweet. She is beautiful, the gentle look on her face able to make the weird thing in my chest loosen a bit. Even when she smiles, her eyes light up and makes the tension around us reduce by a thousandfold as she says "How are you?" There is silence at first but Strawberry breaks it by scoffing "That's a very fucked up question, isn't it Sweet?" She doesn't remind him of the no cussing on the table rule, her eyes rather are on Caramel "Love?"

"The kid was already very confident to begin with, but now that he has a brother-in-law, he's going to be walking on air!" "@GisellesAdoringLittleBrother, when is Madam getting married?"

It was pink, like a doll house and it smelled like sunny morning and wonderful dreams, dreams of pastries and desserts. 'Sweet Tooth' was aptly named. She stopped in front of the glass display with a delighted smile. She looked at the display of cupcakes with colourful frosting, donuts, pastries and so many and forgot her hatred for this town for a moment. "Welcome sweetie, you're new here!" The woman at the counter greeted with a smile, and no shop owner had ever called her a sweetie back in N.Y. "Yes, we just moved here yesterday. Can I get a coffee cake? I am Aurora." Aurora said, and the woman handed her the cake and when she opened her bag for paying for the cake, the woman waved it off

“We'll have to take a bath again, I should have asked you to eat boiled meat.” He shrugged and drove the car away when the traffic light just turned green. I smiled, looking at the busy traffic on the other side of the road. Happiness for me is simply moments like this, being at peace with him, no need for him to say sweet words, no need for sweet, hot kisses. As long as I'm next to him, knowing that his heartbeat is in sync with my own. The sweet soup shop that Brian chose is located on the main street, the owner is an old woman about seventy years old, a bit thin, wearing a black suit. Her image reminds me of the peaceful countryside, the orphanage where I used to stay.

“You got it, and you, sweetheart? What will you be having?” Sweetheart. I know this isn’t Kansas and she doesn’t mean anything negative by the endearment, but a woman calling another woman sweetheart in the South is an insult. Like saying “bless your heart” or “I’ll pray for you”. I smile tightly, trying to snuff out the aggravation building in me. I’m sure it is coming from Rick’s teasing more than her unoffensive remark. “Smash burger with everything on it, extra tomatoes. And can I get a sweet tea?”

Her wolf settles against mine, the connection between us pulsing with warmth and reassurance. The cozy warmth of our home wraps around me, filled with the mingling scents of honey and citrus—Amber’s signature fragrance that always seems to follow her—and the faint char of something forgotten on the stove. The soft hum of the ceiling fan competes with the occasional crackle from the fireplace, grounding me in the present even as chaos brews in my arms.

It stopped ringing and it started ringing again and I picked it up with a different panic building in me. “Hey sister,” her cherry voice made me relax and I collapsed against my vanity, “what took you so long to reply? I've been in Sweet Tooth for an hour now?” “You’re in sweet tooth?” I asked, standing straight. Sweet Tooth was the most popular place right outside school and Tricia has no business going there because it was even a far cry from where we lived. “Yes.” “Why?” “I missed you and I stopped by, hurry please before I finish my ice cream.”

This document emphasizes that the partnership is between SweetHeart and JFCC, not its owner. So, as long as both the shop and company exist, the partnership will stay. “You already gave your recipe to your pastry chef so the SweetHeart’s product will continue even after you go back to Ilore City,” Jyn added. I looked at him. “You really thought about it.”

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