Basil Novels & Stories

Margaret was waiting for us in the kitchen with three packed bags when I arrived. "Food, water, basic medical supplies and this...." She pressed something into my hand. A vial of silver liquid that seemed to glow faintly in the predawn light. "It's wolfsbane extract. Diluted enough that it won't hurt you but strong enough to deter rogues. Don't use it unless absolutely necessary." "Where did you get this?" I asked staring at the vial. "Beat you don't know." Margaret's expression was grim. "Just promise me you'll be careful. The neutral territories are extremely dangerous. They're not like pack lands."

Can't I just casually call him my love with no strings attached? Actually, a couple or more strings were attached, but what does it matter? " Oh, I meant um....................... I meant my Lord, not my love", I said with an awkward smile but the old lad was still staring at me in confusion, " seems like you don't know the meaning of your name again. In ancient Greek, the name Basil means royal, and in respect to that I called you my Lord", I said, trying my best to sound as educative as possible, but the expression on his face was still not something that I wanted, " come on Baz, you have a poor sense of humor", I said, tapping him on the chest and laughing

When she points out things like that, I get that she has a point; besides, if Enya had a wolf, it'd appear a while after her system came clean of the wolfsbane. "Allergic to basil?" I add the next question more to make sure my assumption wasn't wrong. She chuckles and sets her plate aside. "My fault there, probably. I'm allergic to that plant. I swear basil grows out of the Devil's butt cheeks, right next to the damn lettuce. I hate lettuce with passion."

is what he heard from it when it passed through. *Horse whines* Eek! What was that? Sounds like a drunk woman. "Oh, fvck. I'm here again... at the worst possible time." Ken'ichi sighed while looking at the shop's sign, Great Blue Booze. *Great Blue Booze is like a small tavern. Famous around the area because of its quality wines, beers, whiskey, etc. "Oh, Ken! What brings you back here?" Asagi-san noticed me outside and opened the door.

Jaxsen smiled in return and nodded. “What’s your name?” “Basil. I hate it.” Basil frowned in disdain. Jaxsen grinned. “I like it. It means ‘royal and kingly’. It’s a Greek name. St. Basil was the Great Bishop of Caesarea in the latter half of the fourth century.” Basil smiled. “Wow. I didn’t know that. That’s pretty cool.”

I nod, jumping down from his table, trying to adjust my pants as I stare at him "W-would you be with Cream and Coco?" Ever since they got a clear passage, I knew they were probably on one another now. Chocolate usually preferred Strawberry most times but it had been a while and I was sure he was with Cream probably because he wanted it slower. To last longer "Nah, I'd save my energy for you" I gulp. When I walk out of the room and head down the stairs, the sound of another language booming from the basement before I reach it. It's relatively big, for a basement, but it's dark. Asides from the projector screen that shows the only light, it was hard to see anything.

“So what?” “You will also need Basil.” Laurel drew up short, frowning at her, “What… does that mean? What are you saying?” Basil would never curse his father. He wouldn’t have the chance or resent him enough to do so. Basil was an idiot and selfish, but he wasn’t fool enough to think he was ready for the throne. No, she was saying something else. “Gavin?” She ventured, “But…” She closed her mouth meeting the goddess’ gaze as horror and fear took over her. The scent of blood twined with cedar and roses.

“It’s a known dish from our homeworld. I thought maybe for the first time you might like a taste of home.” I smiled as I looked at the dish. It was bizarre looking. I picked up a fork and took a small bite. I chewed very slowly unsure at first about the texture. As the taste hit my tongue, I was quite surprised. It was quite delicious. “Wow, what is this, it is so good?” I asked. “It’s your father’s favorite. It is called basseon. It has our home world’s plants, vegetables, spices and the meat of an animal called a caizon.”

– Basil's voice gently reassured Violet. - But the master just said that he will punish... - Violet asked again, but before she could finish her sentence, Basil cut off. - No, I'm just kidding. The punishment? Oh, no no no, bell peppers are good for health. Ha... ha... ha... – Basil quickly explained and put a piece of bell pepper in his mouth, his face clearly showed discomfort when chewing bell peppers but still tried to eat and smiled wryly in front of him Violet.

Liam smiled softly. “Grandma, I made a friend this time, and he’s very powerful. With him around, the Watersons won’t dare to do anything to us.” “A friend?” Everyone was curious. What kind of friend could look down on the Watersons? When Liam looked at the crowd, he smiled arrogantly and said, “He’s a member of Basalt.” “What?” Agatha shuddered. Basalt! Basalt was worshiped in Bactria!