Dark Dark Fruit Romane & Geschichten

As he turned the lock and opened the door, I was welcomed with a strange combination of Vanilla and Jasmine’s fragrances, making me forget all the worries that entangled my mind and suffocated my life, I totally gave up my senses to the most exotic scent I could have had smelled. Brandon entered the room and I was still lifted in his arms in a bridal style, as I roamed my eyes around the enormous room, I was intimidated to see the surroundings engulfed in dim red lights, escalating a dreading aura immediately. Everything in here; from walls to the bedsheet was painted in bright crimson red. It heightened a foreign absurd feeling inside me that I couldn’t understand. One thing that shook me f

,' she mentally whispered to herself. Everything around her started becoming unfamiliar, only the haunting feeling you would get while walking through and the darkness the trees created because their leaves blocked out the moonlight. She was close, so close to the person who had caused her so much pain. Harlow wanted to throttle him to death, and she wouldn't regret it afterwards. 'You're so fucking stupid.'

he bent down and said in her ear "I am your monster and you are my Dark Hidden Paradise " ///Guys...it's Sriste here....it's a story of some dangerous mystery with obsessjve love...so please support me with your love...I can tell u all that I will make you love with every character in story...Follow me in my Instagram : sriste__author.///

Or that he might read minds. Pinching the goblet between two fingers, Damon raises the bottle high into the air, letting the red liquid hit the side of the glass to create the perfect little wave, breathing in the air. The delicious fruit flavor hits my nose when he leans forward slightly and puts it in front of me. “This batch has the best depth of grapes’ fragrance, but neither its sourness nor sweetness stands out,” Damon pours himself a glass and puts it to his nose, sniffing lightly with his eyes closed, “you can almost smell the summer nights the grapes lived through.”

As the feast continued, the Orcs began to bring something they called "ale" which was fermented water with special types of seeds and herbs who they added something sweet named death fruit juice. Death Fruit was a grotesque fruit that grew in the dry and black-colored leafless trees near the swamp, they formed every 10 years after enough souls were gathered in such strange trees, and the fruits would take the shape of dry and agonizing human-like faces. The Orcs would collect such fruits and open their hard interior to find a sweet, red-colored interior. It was the only sweet food available in the entire area.

It was sour at first, then sweet, creamy, and intoxicating. I devoured it without a second thought. I was on the second when Lucan snatched the bowl from Corin. “Careful. Those aren’t exactly what you think.” I blinked, glancing between the three of them. “What do you mean?” “They’re naturally laced,” Lucan said plainly, his tone neither playful nor apologetic. “Every fruit in Blackcroft carries enhancements. Most are mild, but these,” he raised the bowl of fresh golden berries, “heighten desire.”

was all I could say. "Yes! They're a sight worth seeing. There's also Jabuticaba, which grows directly on the trunk of its tree, looking like black grapes hugging the bark. Very mystical-looking. And then.... there's Black Sapote (Chocolate Pudding Fruit). It's green on the outside, but the flesh is dark and sweet like pudding. Honestly, the list is endless. Oh, and there's also Cloudberry. It's golden and soft, almost like tiny glowing suns. Sigh, I wish I could have snapped some or something."

I finish his words with a mocking tone “you will do anything to defeat me” it’s not a question, he stated those words with annoyance and disgust. I didn’t think of his words and get the holy relic that is in Astran’s hand. I stab it. Stab him until I’m satisfied. “they put the… fruit of Philos in you” he said and I nod. That fruit can break anything, even the string that’s keeping us alive. I should have found the ability user of string, that bastard should be here, this will be easy if he’s here. The fruit of Philos is my last resort in this situation, if I can’t win I’ll just kill myself and bring Nathan to death with me

With what must be a paling face, I stare up at the nun smoking a cigarette, choking when I realize it's Daria. The billboard says, "Forbidden Fruit Taste The Best," and then it switches to a website where you can read her story. There is a small text about her cancer and that she is finally living her life again, enjoying her forbidden fruit—whatever the fuck that means! "Killian?" Jenny asks, following my gaze to the billboard before turning around and aiming her massive smile my way. "Pretty right? I've already read her story. Her name is Daria, and her forbidden fruit is falling in love despite having cancer. It's so romantic. She is deeply in love with someone she calls Mr. Mysterious, b