Applejack And Apple Bloom Novels & Stories

‘Oh brother,’ "Earnest, your mate is—" "I'm back!!!" Apple shrieked, announcing herself. I turned my head to look at her and she was now wearing a chef hat, an apron, and carrying a basket of fresh, hot bread. "I thought I smelt something delicious. I love honeysuckle, raspberry and buttercream, and I smelt them all in one go! I was so excited and went to find it but turns out the grannies only had fresh bread," she said, never raising her gaze from the basket while Earnest had turned into a statue in front of me.

She picked up her phone and walked out of the tent, showing everyone around the orchard. "The mountains here are full of apple trees. This year's apples are smaller, but they're free of wormholes. They're affordable, and we have so many in stock, so you can try them out. However, just a heads-up—these apples are only available for purchase in a few nearby cities to ensure their quality. Please check your map before ordering. If you're not in a city near Mossfell, please don't place an order, as the hot weather could spoil them in transit, making refunds difficult."

Moonlight streamed through the glass, painting a silver path across the floor. “Tell me something,” I said, my voice breathless from the effort. “Something… normal.” He was quiet for a moment, supporting most of my weight. “The apple trees in the western orchard are starting to blossom,” he said. “I saw them this morning. It looks like it will be a good yield this year.” It was such a simple, ordinary thing. A piece of a world that continued to turn, oblivious to my pain and fear. A world of blossoms and harvests. “I’d like to see them,” I whispered.

Shawn walked behind her, panting. Granny and I looked at them as they argued. "I willingly gave it to you " Shawn argued. "No, I caught up with you and collected it." Purple ascertained. "I only let you have it because I pitied you." Shawn defended himself. Purple carelessly shrugged. "Well... that is your loss. I never begged for your pity." She said and smirked again. "How old is Shawn now?" Old Nana inquired from me. "He just turned twenty two." I responded her and bit into one of the apples that was in a fruit bowl on the table in front of me.

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

he explained. Bella nodded her head, absorbing everything. Blaze picked up an apple from the dining table as they were passing by. He bit into it and passed it on to Bella. She took the fruit which he tasted from his hands and looked at it curiously. It looks like an apple, but it's slightly pinkish. "What is this fruit?" She asked him, eying it with curiosity. "It's kind of an apple of our world" he explained after swallowing the apple he was chewing.

Fruits were one of the pack's biggest exports, and he wanted to ensure that the ones produced at his mansion were of the best quality. When they got downstairs, they both went into the kitchen to pack a picnic. She picked the shiniest apples, some oranges, water, jam and bread. The chef had also recently baked a cake, so she cut three slices of it and wrapped them in foil, setting them down carefully, so they would not wrinkle. The orchard was in full bloom, and the Bramley's Seedling's pink blossoms were going to make a nice backdrop. Alpha Amal's only contribution to the basket was a bottle of wine. Seeing that, Sam chose one wine glass to go into the basket.

“If this is another wild goose chase, I swear I will leave the lot of you.” “How many times have you said that? And yet, you always come back to us,” said by the one with blue hair in a lazy tone. “Don’t worry. Because according to the information I found, we’re in the right place.” The gray-haired guy tsked. “And how many times have we encountered trouble because of that information of yours?” “We’re definitely in the right place,” said by another, the one with chestnut brown hair. “Can’t you smell the air? It’s filled with the scent of night-blooming flowers,” he said excitedly to the others.

After tea, we strolled around the manor grounds, which only ended up being more and more beautiful the longer I had a chance to gaze upon the surroundings. We stopped to admire a beautiful apple tree, which was at the peak of its blossoming. Luna Yurena plucked a flower and smelt it, ‘Hmm, sweet, just like the apples it bears,’ she held it close to me. Leaning forward, I sniffed it and indulged in the sweet and floral aroma, almost smelling the crisp apples through my heightened sense, ‘A beautiful floral fragrance,’ I said. As I stood straight, I noticed a woman in the distance, with purple-black hair and black eyes.

The sound of the front door opening made us both turn. “Noah,” I whispered, sitting up a little straighter. He walked in, still wearing his work shirt, sleeves rolled up, phone in his hand. His eyes moved to Agatha’s bags, and one brow arched. “Someone’s been busy,” he said with a smile. Which was weird, Noah never smiled around Agatha, in fact he hated her. Agatha laughed, brushing him off. “Just a little reward for working so hard this week. A girl deserves to spoil herself once in a while.”