Novel & Cerita Dark Dark Fruit

What she didn’t know— was that this small act— would make him far more dangerous tonight. Soon, they arrived at the fruit-gathering area. Clar’s curiosity flared. She wanted to pick everything—but the original owner rarely left the cave. Her memory held almost nothing about these fruits. She looked at Lucas helplessly. “I know the orange one—Luna picked it before. But what’s this red one?” Lucas explained patiently. “The orange one is Sweet Fragrant Fruit. The red one is Sour Fruit.” She picked one and tasted it. Sour— very sour.

He threw a black credit chip at the stunned vendor and grabbed a basket. My breath caught. He grabbed a fruit with a bright, sunrise-orange rind. A citrus variety notorious for its high photochemical content—a concentrated essence of sunlight in liquid form. Deadly to vampires in large doses. Agonizing to any with vampiric blood in their system. He started shoving the peeled segments into his mouth, juice running down his chin.

Some after revealing their roots they covered them back and some they but in a purse hanging around their waist. ‘Why are you guys digging up grass?’ ivory asked as she watched them doing their thing. ‘It’s isn’t just any grass, it’s snow grass’ Indigo replied. ‘Snow grass, what are those’ ivory asked looking around; Natasha shakes her head indicating she doesn’t know too. ‘It’s a type of grass which is used to make medicine and potion’ indigo replies ‘the older it gets the stronger its properties’. ‘Then why are you looking at their roots and covering them back’ Natasha asked.

[LUNA] Here I am again, at the bar, trying to drown myself in liquor. But this isn't just any liquor—this one is different. A darker brew, gifted by the elder vampires themselves. I don’t know what’s in it, but it grips me, sends a shiver down my spine, makes the room spin just the way I want it to.

She knocked on the door of Dark’s room to finish her job. Frowning, Dark opened the door. But when he saw who was outside, his forehead immediately flattened. He looked at the girl’s hand, and it looked restless. “Ahm, I’m sorry if I was the one who delivered this wine. I just wanted to say thank you,” said Cherry, and she squeezed her thighs as suddenly as if a heat was drawn to her womanhood. It was as if she suddenly became horny when she saw Dark. He was so handsome, freshly bathed, and only wearing a robe.

"Two years of wanting you." "Yeah?" He pushes two fingers inside me and I grab the edge of the counter and hold on. "Two years of craving this?" He curls them up and my knees buckle and I bite my own arm to muffle the cry that comes out. "Quiet," he reminds me. "Unless you want her to come down." I shake my head desperately. He strokes my nipple and finger fucks me slow and deep over the kitchen counter in the dark and I come apart in complete silence, biting my lip bloody, clenching around his fingers, slick dripping down my thighs while he works me through it with his mouth pressed to my shoulder.

He was shirtless allowing Summer a glimpse of the intricate dragon tattoo on his back, the same tattoo that she herself had received after being forced into marrying Michael. A cup dangled from his fingers at his side, that was when Summer finally noticed the intense smell of alcohol permeating throughout the entire living room. Not only was Michael not asleep, but he was also most likely deliriously drunk. "What did you find out?" His voice slurred out. He didn't bother turning to look at Summer as he spoke instead choosing to lift his drink to his lips. Summer let out a long sigh, "we have a mole." Now Michael did turn around, throwing his glass to the floor by Summer's feet as he did so.

"Lots of voices actually." The girl didn't seem to mind his random chatter and nodded thoughtfully. "Holly is barbed, has berries as red as blood and poisons the blood if consumed. Ivy chokes and kills others in its way. They are seen as lucky in your whimsical world but they are cruel. And those attributes are used in dark magic." She looked over his shoulder and into the darkness. The trees waved but no breeze touched them and her eyes became even sterner.

I might faint if I don't eat anything before continuing whatever I have to do. After a few hours of cooking, the table was piled with bowls of steaming oat, pottage and cakes dripping with honey and dried apples. I couldn't wait to devour it's all. I need strength in other to fight him. Munching the dried apples I feel more better and energetic than before. Wearing a palazzo with a tank top I left over the food, taking out the iced I dilute it's with water and I gulped it's down. The feeling of being at peace is sensual and I hope all this chaos ends soon then I will be able to go back to the man I always have on my mind. And he also loved me, I hope so I whispered as I stepped outside.

He nodded towards them. “Oranges are addictive though. Thousand years ago no one could exist without their morning OJ’s.” Darius frowned slightly. “Did not understand that at all. But if you are asking me, I choose apples.. It’s very simple. Oranges are very bright, flashy and... bright and flashy does not mean anything good. Once one of us tried a huge bright red mushroom and ended up with food poisoning.” “Apples are red.” Nicolai picked up one. “They Are red and flashy....”