Fictional Fruits Novels & Stories

We laugh while eating red strawberries. Next we went to the grapes. Terrible! So many fruits! They have green and violet grapes. There are also blackberries. That's why I pulled him and helped us pick again. We put it in two baskets. Green is separated from violet. Then the blackberry is in another basket. There are also cherries and persimmons. We took it and put it back in the basket. There is still orange. Terrible! All the fruits are here. I was so happy that I even overcame the conception. "You still beat the conceiving ah?" he commented, he snorted and said.

“If we ever are under attack, do not stay in my line of fire.” He blinked. I bent my head as I opened the door, hiding a smirk. I heard him leave the car a few beats after me. I supposed my appearance did not stand out here as much as it ever did anywhere else. I moved to the closest shop. “Hey, there pretty lady,” said the shopkeeper. “I got the best and freshest fruits in town. And I have everything form jackfruits from Bangladesh, Haitian mangos, Peruvian pacay, persimmons, pomelo, plantain, mangosteen…” he pointed to various exotic fruits.

The two continued to loiter around while occasionally tasting foods of their liking, and Audrey was visibly thrilled with the idea of trying out all the foreign delicacies that her eyes happened to land to. There were fruit vendors selling weird-looking fruits and one caught her attention. The thing was called grapple, and it has a striking resemblance with apples, except that they were only the size of a thumb and were sold in batch since they used to grow in the same pod much like a grape. Audrey also saw some gummy candies made from the scales of a reptile and they called it gummy gems. She even tried drinking some sort of tree dew which taste was similar to that of fermented rice wine. I

A toxic looking fruit with smooth skin just appeared. “Eat son, the fruit will allow you to flit into the corners of this tree,” Grizzlebark suggested. Van does what he said. He grabs the fruit and eat it in one go (The fruit is as small as a grape). It is as sour as the first one but more fibrous. The effect of the fruit is immediate. The world around Van starts to enlarge; suddenly everything is growing into gigantic size. But it is actually him who is shrinking into nothing larger than a lab rat.

Ava frowned as she ate the last of the fruit basket. It was filled with some of the most delicious fruits: the juiciest grapes, strawberries, and mangoes. It was truly something she would definitely go and buy for herself in the future. Ava wanted to buy one now but she was leaving the country in a few hours and surely could not finish it in that amount of time.

“...We already tasted it….and it is just fine, no side effects at all…it just tasted better than the instant coffee, and it has a long shelf lives….overall…it was safe for consumption and for selling…”.(Andrea) Seemingly able to detect my inquiry, Andrea explained to me about these new fruit, they already made a call and decided that this fruit is the best coffee resource that we have. In Actuality, in Fantasma, coffee does not exist at all, it was an item that I brought from earth and planted it here, for many things I am sure that many of it exist similar to the items on earth, but where it comes from might be entirely different. For example, here a sugar actually come from a Sugar Tree, a

he forwarded the fruit basket to her. It was small and accumulated an apple, a bunch of grapes, two bananas and a few strawberries and black berries with a peeled sliced dragon fruit and several lychees. From every angle it appeared that the basket was properly organized with those fruits (that was because Alan bought it from the market) But he only put those fruits that can be stolen easily. He had to make it look like it was stolen after all!

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.

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