Candy Apples Books Novels & Stories

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I’d barely escaped in my flare jeans and a soft pink blouse. I tied my blue hair in a simple braid, and kept my makeup minimal. Thank the Goddess, I did that. We stop in front of a stall selling caramel-dipped apples, and my throat tightens. Out of all the places, we had to come to this stall. They put this stall in every fair and festival because it’s famous. Caramel dipped apples are my favorite so Bronze brought me here every time we visited an event or fair. Alex notices my response immediately. “Hey, don’t you like the surprise?" he asks, concern flickering in his eyes.

Although if you look into your mate's eyes while they reject you, your heart feels like it is going to burst and kill you. After finishing the second movie I thought about reading the third book. I figured this one could only get better. Perhaps they will get more right. One thing wrong with the third book is that Jacob is supposed to be alpha because he is the decedent of some past alpha. If they were like real werewolves Jacob wouldn't be able to refuse to be alpha.

No doubt it would look beautiful on his soft skin. He looked up at me. “When do I start reading?” “You can start today. It’s still early. Just Chapter One, kitten.” He nodded and ran off with the book. Adrian was busy eating my apples again. This guy had to be a horse with the way he devoured them. “Adrian, get your ass out of my kitchen before you consume all the apples like some hungry horse.” He just laughed and stood up, but not without picking three more apples, putting them in his bag, and stuffing one between his teeth. The motherfucker just strolled out the door like I owed him something.

I sat in a fancy coral chair and started sorting my magic pouch. My silence gave him pause. He set the necklace on its velvet cushion and approached me. He reached for my hand, his touch light, hesitant. His gaze was filled with a searching uncertainty. "Kressa, there's something I need to talk to you about." He pursed his lips, looking awkward. He hesitated, then spoke. "It's about your sister, Melora." My heart dropped. A ridiculous thought hit me. His next words were a lightning strike. "Melora ate the apple, but her soul is still weak. So, I'm planning to marry her temporarily. I'll share our soulmate mark with her to soothe her."

I just can't believe it looked like I never left. Grandma opened the cabinet filled with small baskets of fruits. Oranges, green apples, blue and black berries which I don't know where they get those, mangoes, guava which I haven't tasted that in my life, pineapple, dragon fruit which I wonder if Emilia Clarke the mother of dragons in Game Of Thrones planted those like how she raised her dragon offspring, kerson fruit berries and some fruit I never seen before. I looked around and recognized paintings with my signature. Paintings I threw last year. I wonder how these stuffs got here.

I wasn’t fully hungry, maybe because my mind was already full of possibilities. I sat at the dining table, biting into the apple slowly. In my head, the outline of the concept kept spinning: atmosphere, colors, the emotions I wanted to capture on the book cover. I imagined the illustration coming alive, not just beautiful, but honest. I typed a few keywords into my phone: quiet, hope, fragile but enduring. They felt right.

Both Bryce and Zayn gave us weird looks, almost as if to ask whether we were crazy or not, but Haley and I just shrugged as we ran to the candy apple cart. “Hello, how might I help these two lovely ladies today?” The guy that sold the apples spoke up as we approached his stand, and he had a massive grin on his face. “Can I please get a caramel-covered apple?” I asked, to which he handed me the most perfect candy apple that I had ever seen. I thanked him, and that is when he turned his attention to Haley. “And what would you like to order, miss?” Haley looked at him for a moment before pointing to the red one.

Candace enters her room and finds the candy bag in her drawer. She feels a pinky red slowly crawling through her neck till her cheeks. Last night she was sitting on her bed and reading a book while eating those candies. She didn't enjoy the reading since it turned into a boring love story. Her focus slightly shifted to the candies, the familiar smell was spreading around her, their coffee flavored taste, the slippery feeling they left in her tongue...

Onur-Love wins, and the forbidden apple is sweeter than everything, only we know that because we experienced it. Lenor-Let everyone gets such love.