Bad Apple Novels & Stories

I heard myself say before the rest of my words trailed off when I realized I was literally speaking to an Apple with so much Intent. Maybe I am starting to go Crazy for real this time because what the hell? And I totally blame it all on The A-hole that owns this building. Since I still wasn't reaching, I found the next branch that would elevate me to a point that I would grab hold of that one apple with ease and I smirked at the apple as I placed my foot on the branch and tried to move up with it. It should go down in history, Jaselle Green gave up her life for one apple she never got to have a taste of.

"Even the biggest of brands can't last with such salespeople," Melody said. "Surely, not all of them are like this," Abigail replied. "Today, we just got unlucky. We stumbled upon a rotten one. Come on, let's switch stores and continue our shopping spree. We can't let one bad apple spoil our day."

His voice was not clear, he said. "I ate the whole apple, you can't throw it in the trash. Even if an apple is sour, it's still food, you mustn't waste food." The apple was so large that it caused Alex's mouth to swell, making him look like a pufferfish puffing up to threaten enemies. Lisanna saw this image, and she laughed. Alex always makes jokes to make Lisanna happy. She knew Alex was intentionally making Lisanna laugh. Alex saw Lisanna's smile, he smiled and said.

Elle POV. “You see the red apples, they are the bad guys” Paul says setting some red apples on the table in front of me. “I don’t like red apples” I answer him pushing them off toward the other side of the table. “I know, I know, you like the green apples, it’s why you are the green apple, the good people” he says placing some in front of me, I simply take a bite of one of them while he keeps going with the explanation.

“I need a break. A nap. A man. A new life.” Mr. Yellow, the sassiest parole officer in the shape of a rabbit I’d ever met, gave me side-eye from atop the bookshelf. “What you need is deodorant and a personality cleanse.” “Keep talking, Bugs, and you’ll be stew.” He gasped. “Cursed and cannibalistic? You really are the full apocalyptic package.” I flung an apple at him. The apple missed and hit the wall, letting out a tiny "oof." Because yes—even the apples talked here.

She tried to type a command to abort, but the keys flickered red. ACCESS DENIED. Then, without her touching it, one more line appeared. HELLO AGAIN, DOCTOR. Her breath caught. Vale? she typed. The answer came immediately. NOT EXACTLY. The words paused, and then: CALL ME WHAT YOU MADE ME. She frowned, heart hammering. What did I make? The cursor blinked once. US.

His shoulder blade flexed with every minute movement he made. He very carefully picked the apples with the slightest hint of damage and tossed them aside. In the end, a dozen perfectly ripe apples were packed into boxes labelled “Jason's Organic Farm.” I picked up a slightly blemished apple and wiped it on my clothes before taking a bite. Juice burst out of it. It was sweeter than any organic apple sold at Whole Foods Market in New York. “What a waste.” Jason flashed a set of white teeth upon spotting me. “Hey, are you finally going out today?” I mumbled a reply while chewing on the apple.

"I hate every single one of you." "You got horny and turned into a Disney sidekick." Jax forces out. "I did not get horny." Leo shouts, trying to catch the apples as they fall. That only makes me laugh harder. One of the apples bounces off a tyre and starts rolling down the slight incline toward the road. Leo lunges after it, a man trying to preserve the last scraps of his dignity. The sight is so ridiculous I have to brace myself against the car to stay upright. My stomach hurts. My face hurts. Tears sting the corners of my eyes. It feels easy. Normal. It feels like maybe we're finally going to figure this whole mess out together.

So, she returned the smile. “I have. Which one is the cheapest?” “The greens.” The woman pulled a knife then sliced one green apple into four slices. She handed Irina one slice. “Taste it. It’s still fresh. The farmers dropped by with one large crate of this apple in the morning.” “Oh…” Irina took the slice then put it into her mouth. Juicy, sweet and sour combined together. “What do you think?” “It’s ghooo…hooodd.” Irina groaned, making the older woman laughed.

A lonely night, a night of sweet nightmares. And an apple which is turning red, may be blushing. I was lying yesterday, that kid was never out of my reach. I lied that I left him somewhere inadvertently, but it was intentional. Yet, you are not surprised… By the way I'm concerned about my health, and apples are a good thing to eat here on this planet. (Ard and Earth are similar planets but not exactly, because the author has changed its name, and also people of Ard are blessed with some annoying powers).