Enel Fruit Novels & Stories

She waited to see what the Fay couple would choose to eat and hoped they would explain the different foods. Elowen seemed to sense her uncertainty." These dishes are all made from vegetables and fruits. The Silva Fay don't eat meats." She picked up a fruit that looked like a tiny bright pink banana. "We often start our meals with this fruit that's called Rosea Musa." Elowen handed the fruit to Nueva. She watched how they pealed the skin and copied what they did. The fruit tasted sweet and exotic, with hints reminding her of sunburst pineapple and ripe mango.

“Ofcourse love! Coming right up, just sit on the chair next to the isle and I’ll bring it.” Elena nodded and sat on the chair thinking where everyone went. “Ma’am, where is everyone? The house is awfully quiet.” She questioned. “First of all, don’t call me ma’am, you can call me Gran and secondly they all went out for shopping I guess except Lucifer and Elias, they’re in the gym downstairs.” She spoke as she brought the bowl of fruits infront of her. Different types of pieces were in it. Cubes of dragon fruit, slices of tangerine, apple, banana and peach.

He then brought the basket to Elio, looking like an old man who just got back from the market. After he placed the basket on the coffee table. Elio took a closer look and saw the grapefruit-sized object inside it. It had an ugly grayish-black wrinkled exterior, and it smelled nauseating. A scorching heat emanated from it as if it had just emerged from an oven. Elio's eyes widened. "It’s a Scarletflame Fruit! It's a precious fruit that grows inside volcanos, and it takes at least a thousand years to grow to this size. Despite its looks, it’s a truly rare find!”

He would instruct them to plant it near the river, that way the tree could always have water and it would bear tasty fruit. When all the apples have been consumed, Fyn's eyes fell on the other fruits inside the rucksack. There were mangoes and strawberries. The other fruits, he couldn't possibly name. There was a large green fruit with bumpy rinds. It was bigger than Fyn's head. There was also a bright magenta fruit with green elongated peels. There was even what looked like a small yellow melon with deep white stripes.

He lifted the baby in front of his face and examined the doll-eyed baby who exchanged stares at him. "Pick herbs for her Ellaine. That's what she likes especially the violet, heart-shaped ones." "I don' t know how they really look like. I'm afraid I won't be able to find them. Can you help me?" "I'm sorry Ellaine. I have so much to do tonight." Ellaine held her cheek lovingly, "But I think our friend Finrod here can show you." "Me?" "Him?" She raised her eye brows. "Well, that's not such a bad idea?"

Directly to the garden because that was what the visit was for and Pietro was a man who went directly to the thing. Elena followed him. She went to the lemon tree. It had survived the winter in its pot near the south wall. Not just survived. It had produced six flowers since November and currently had two small fruits forming. Green. Tight. Entirely determined. Elena looked at the fruits for a long time. Then she took three photographs. Then she straightened and looked at Valeria. "Two fruits," she said. "Both since January," Valeria said. "My mother was here when the second one appeared. She stood over it for six minutes."

Daimon hesitated, his fingers lightly brushing over the smooth skin of the Enlyan's hand. He remembered the day he learned the truth from the servants—that Enlyan loved mangoes but had given them up because he was allergic. All those years, he had assumed she didn’t like them either, and he never questioned why mangoes never appeared at home.

Eryn grabbed it from my hand and popped it in his mouth, smiling at me. "Hey that was the last one!" I slapped his arm playfully. "I know." He winked. "How many did you have?" "Including the one Nate shoved in mouth?" I tapped on my chin, playfully trying to recollect. "One." "Good. These are a fruit called Yava. They tend to induce labor." My eyes bugged, and I turned to Nate, slapping his arm next. "Don't feed me things you don't know about. I'm not ready to go into labor." Nate and Eryn laughed the whole time.

~What do you want to change it to? “Caetiaco.” David thinks. ~Yeah, I like that. Caetiaco it is.~ “Heh.” Elizabeth opens the Caetiaco’s skin and starts to eat the many small fruit balls inside it. It was very sour but it gave her a small boost of energy. “That feels great.” ~Purifying that makes a juice that can keep you awake for hours.~ Elizabeth nods. “I’d like that.” ~I can make you one when we get back home.~

Rengganis said, looking flatly at her subordinate. “My apologies, Your Majesty. I only wanted to give you this,” he said, offering the bundle. Rengganis frowned and took it, unwrapping the leaf. “These are ciplukan fruits and cashew apples.” “These are edible?” Rengganis asked doubtfully. She’d never seen fruits like these in the palace. “Yes, these are fruits we often eat in the forest. We don’t have apples and the like here,” the man explained, adjusting the cloth tied around his head. “Forgive me—”