Romans & histoires Lemonade War

he asked, then added, “I get to deduct it from my taxes.” His smirk was too much for her to handle. She giggled softly and then conceded, “Maybe a little fruit drink. Something kind of festive, but non-alcoholic.” “We have an amazing pomegranate lemonade,” the waitress offered and Kat nodded her approval. “Make it two. And go ahead and add some little umbrellas, just for fun.” AJ said to the waitress. “Of course,” the waitress replied. “And can I bring out any appetizers with those drinks?”

Thanking him, I begin grabbing glasses down for everybody. "What should I get out for everyone to drink?" I ask. "We have a pitcher of fresh lemonade in the fridge. If that works for you then I am sure that we could all drink it and we could just keep the pitcher in the middle of the table." He suggests. I have to admit, I love lemonade. It was always one of my favorite drinks as a kid. When I get it out of the fridge, I am so excited to have some again that I cannot wait and pour me some. Taking a drink, it is better than I remember. Crisp, refreshing, not too sweet and not sour either. Perfect. Sighing, I set my glass down and go to try and help Dante cook dinner.

Lea asked as I looked at her, "The King of Hemlock declared a war against the Kingdom of Hawthorn." The three of them went in shock as they head up to get ready. Few minutes, we went out and go to our carriage. I sat with Lea as we started discussing, "Why did Uncle declare war? did both of them fight?" She asked "I do not know yet, Lea. But, I do have a strong feeling that they do fight." I replied Lea thought for a moment, "Was it some year summer ago?" She asked me "Summer?" "Yes. I remembered I excused myself since I felt like something was coming up. Have you remembered?" She asked

Flashback to 2 months ago: "I've been staring a hole into this invitation," I said as Leno, my Beta, looked at me, slightly exasperated. "I still don't get why they suddenly want to invite us. We have been out here for the past 50 yrs since the war just because we didn't want to join their Federation," Leno said, shaking his head. "We had many losses and vowed never to get back on that continent," I tell Leno.

He wanted her to relax and forget her problems. He was suddenly pulled back to earth when the lid in the third cake flew off. Two slender arms came out. Slowly, a head emerged. His mouth fell in disappointment upon seeing that the third girl had her back on them. Half of her body was now out and she was dancing erotically.

I say and he laughs softly. “I think it’s the lemons, they have to be artificially modified, steroid filled lemons.” He says and I nod laughing. “It definitely has to be the steroids.” I say taking another sip, this time I don’t go all in. he’s watching me, I feel awkward gulping the lemonade with his eyes on me like this. “Yey! We’re having lemonade.” Kelly says from a few tables from ours. She smiles at me when I turn and look at her.

Kyle had some of the best mocktails I’ve had, and I think I tried everything that he had available: PG-13 Singapore Sling, Shirley Tonic, Summer Twang, Frozen Apple Margarita, Cranberry Sangria. And I insisted that he write down his recipe for watermelon ‘nojitos.

This wasn't over. This was war.

The wind blew rustling leaves as Natalie Kane sat on the very peak of a hill, staring at the beautiful view. She loved coming to the hill because it reminded her of the beauty of nature and the essence of life. The hill was known as The Wall by the rest of the pack because it separated the Deadbolt pack from other packs, but she named the hill, Life because of the feeling it gave her. She always felt more alive whenever she was up there, all her nerves were more alert and she felt a supreme sense of comfort.

he said, "but I decided to wait until the battle between our pack and the enemy packs was over. I didn't want to burden you with any more worries than you already had. It should have been a happy moment when I finally told you, but now that you know, I'm sorry for not telling you earlier." I nodded, understanding his reasoning but still feeling a little hurt that he had kept this secret from me. "It's okay, Uncle Darryl," I said, trying to sound forgiving. "I just wish I had told me sooner, Leonard seems like an amazing person, and I would have loved to know him better." Uncle Darryl smiled, a small twinkle in his eye. "You'll get your chance," he said. "Once this war is over, we can all sit