Basil X Sunny Novels & Stories

As they sat there, lost in each other's gaze, they couldn't help but feel grateful for their amazing friendship. Layla then massaged Sunny’s leg softly , her touch gentle and comforting. Sunny closed her eyes, savoring the moment of relaxation, but she also knew that it had to stop. Sunny giggled with confusion as she said, "Layla, what are you doing? “ Layla grinned and said "Nothing" as she leaned in to kiss Sunny. Sunny's heart skipped a beat as their lips met. - Just then, Beth was walking towards the porch door. She saw Layla leaning in to kiss Sunny, and she was extremely confused and quite disgusted!

She muttered casually, forcing down the knife into the pineapple in the sink. Clara blinked at her but still remained standing in the doorway. “Clara, is there something you want to say?” Carol asked again, turning to look at her in the face, then she gave a half-hearted chuckle. “Market…Yea…they had fresh basil today but it took longer to prepare than I had thought,” She stuttered. “They now prepare basil for customers? I thought that shit was no more happening at the mall,” Carol tried hard to keep the wheel of the conversation rolling but it seemed that Clara had long locked herself out of it.

Basil replied, his voice sounding desolate and lost. “Anytime, remember that if you need anything, try and send a letter to me, it will get to me no matter what.” Vallas said as Basil nodded, Vallas hugged his friend once more but the returning hug was weak. With one last look at his friend, he left, going back to the same direction that Basil was coming from while Basil continued his journey home. ************************

Sabrina's POV The kitchen in Dominic's mansion was twice times larger than my apartment. I stood at the massive marble island. A heavy cast-iron pot sat on the stove. The scent of roasted garlic, fresh thyme, and seared beef filled the air. I crushed a handful of fresh basil leaves. The green scent mixed with the rich meat. I dropped the leaves into the thick red sauce. The tomatoes came direct from my parents' farm. I spent all of last year perfecting this hybrid crop. The skin was thin. The flesh held a perfect balance of acid and sugar.

"How did you calculate those." Valeria looked up with the expression she reserved for people who asked real questions instead of polite ones. "I cross referenced planting guides for this climate zone with the window light schedule I tracked for three weeks in October." She paused. "The southwest corner gets direct sun for the longest period so the herbs that need consistent light go there." "The basil," Nicholas said, reading. "Basil is more particular than most people think," Valeria said. "Everyone underwaters it because they're scared of overwatering but it actually needs consistent moisture and at least six hours of direct sun." She turned the page. "It took two attempts to get right."

He glanced at Sierra again, like he wanted to speak something, but realized it probably ended in fights. “… Speak already,” Sierra glared at him; she was also relaxed, with her arms crossed in front of her chest. Xion figured, while waiting the kid to wake up, it might be better if he just spoke with the woman. “So… you’re having the Sun’s blessing?” He started the conversation awkwardly. “Hm.” “There’s no records about that kind of blessing too,” Xion pondered; really, the woman beside him was just full with mysteries. “Yeah, I always good at leaving without trails,” Sierra answered.

They were confident of victory all because of the skill that Chase had passed down to them—the Mystic Sun Technique. All of the Basalt members present were martial artists who cultivated this technique. Outsiders would never understand how incredible the Mystic Sun Technique was. Only those who cultivated it knew its wonders. This technique could not only increase the enhancement speed of a person's cultivation, but it was also suited to be used in group battles. It was not as simple as ABC as most people would think. Basalt's army burst out with energy at the same time, and more than 20 bursts of energy shot into the air. All the energies blended in that short instant.

Exuberant pressure from the pulsing head began to undo oxygen in the land making these few surving men who launched the sun unable to breath. Meanwhile, the scientist stood at a formiddable distance watching the scene unfolding with the use of a macro binocular. The sun was still soaring higher but it's radiating heat could still be felt, and by now all of the able bodied men had already been obliterated and turned into ashes. Muffled fried blood wafting the air due to the incandescent heat smoldering down from the sun. Now the sun had gotten to the clouds and the land of Basiton suddenly became warm with sunlight, the warm golden light bathed the land and the inhabitants of Basiton suddenly

The dishes on the table looked delicious, but she could not help but smell the faint fragrance of basil lingering in the air. “Basil,” she asked, and the chef nodded with pleasure. Emily felt like a joke. Of course, they knew she had been with Mark long enough for everyone to be aware she was deadly allergic to basil.“ Sorry Luna, but I am allergic,” Emilia said, standing up and walking off to the balcony, not waiting for a reply. The night was calm, but soon her quiet moment was interrupted by a non-welcome guest.

However, when the Sun's Grass herb had appeared, Soheila looked at it seriously. Lark Oz coughed once to get the people's attention since they were too loud. “I know that everyone was waiting for this. This is the Sun's Grass herb that is an uncommon herb, however, it's hard to get. The Sun's Grass herb was important for the Alchemists since it is needed for the pills that are hard to make.” Lark Oz explained when everyone stopped talking. He removed the cover and a gold grass appeared in their sight. Since the grass was from the sun, they could feel the temperature from it.