Fruit Basket Fanfic Novels & Stories

Rose greeted her back and she left the kitchen. Rose was looking for suger when her eyes landed on the fruit basket. She quickly pulled away from the counter when she saw raspberries, turning around she closed her eyes and took deep breaths to overcome her nausea. "Charlie..." She called her and charlie came running towards her. "What happened?" She asked worriedly. "Take this away from me, please..." Rose said still with closed eyes pointing towards the basket. Charlie and stella both looked at her confused thinking why she is disgusted by the basket of fruits. Charlie quickly picked it up and took it away from her.

I so wanted to have a picnic but my doofus elder brother was so busy admiring and talking to girls who think that they are beautiful. Maybe one of these days I'll go out with Jace for a picnic, I already miss him😔

I exclaimed and he was stunned like a frozen baby wing man. "Oh my god! Your G-string brassiere is gone!" "Hey, don't mind that, I have my extra here. Mind your banana heart. You moron!" I knelt on the ground so I could search inside my bag but I failed. It seemed like the fruit was transformed by this projector that has some sort of lens.

Silvia POV Darius takes my hand and we leave the magical garden and Luka with his dreams. We pass a short way through to the edges of the precisely planted forest. Darius plucks a gem-fruit from one of the low-hanging branches and hands it to me. "Try it," he says. I hesitate. I'm not sure fruit is supposed to glint at you. Ah well. I take a bite.

Her eyes fixed on my bulging stomach. “Good reflex,” I teased. **** I returned my attention to the multiple files scattered across my table as a knock echoed at my door. A smile spread on my lips the moment I realized who was behind the door. “Come in.” Dane walked in, flashing his entire set of teeth with a basket of brightly colored mangoes. I gasped in excitement. Dane teased the basket in my face. “This will be yours if you come home with me right now.” “But…” My words trailed as my eyes followed the basket.

She lay there catching her breath, legs still spread, watching me with heavy-lidded eyes as I wiped her pussy and thighs tenderly. “You okay?” I asked, voice rough. She gave me a small, satisfied smile. “Better than okay.” We dressed lightly—me in sweatpants, her in my oversized t-shirt and her shorts—and scavenged a simple meal from what we’d brought: sandwiches, fruit, and more wine by the fire. The storm had eased slightly but rain still drummed steadily on the roof. We ate in comfortable silence at first, stealing glances at each other. The reality of what we’d done hung thick in the air, but neither of us seemed ready to name it.

“And I’m actually helping the pack for once. Plus I like all the things we do so far. Cake tasting, venue hunting. So I feel…satisfied.” Makes me feel like I’m marrying Hunter for real. “So you still like playing pretend, huh?” Eva crossed her arms. “You do all the dirty work, and she gets all the glory—and the man.” I finally stopped typing. “E, please….” She flashed the palms of truce. “Okay, okay. You’re doing your best to not let this get to you.” I wiped a fallen tear and resumed the cheerful typing while she returned to filing her nails and let out a helpless, resentful exhale.

I am surprise when someone suddenly speaks making me look around. I feel my face burns when I see Leo standing on the side going to the back door of the house. “Y-Yes Leo, did something happen? W-Why are you looking for me?” I ask out of words to say. My heart beat suddenly hammers so loudly and beats so fast. “I-I just thought of checking on you since Miss Lana is busy helping the others. I thought you might like to have some of these.” Leo said as he extends his hand holding a basket full of different kind of weird looking fruits.

Janna Rhoads laughed, "Good for you! I can see that kid from the Solomon family is a heartless capitalist, making you work overtime every day and accompanying him to social events! I really don't understand why he's neglecting Miss Ross, his fiancée, and bothering you instead." "Don't mention him, bad luck!" As Fiona spoke, she opened the trunk. "I didn't know what you like, so I bought some fruits randomly." Janna Rhoads didn't lack valuable things. But in recent years, because of Darwin's picky eating habits, Fiona had developed quite a skill in choosing fruits. The fruits she bought were widely recognized as exceptionally delicious! Janna Rhoads called a servant to bring the fruits inside

“Wasn’t there some dare where you said you ate 15 or so pieces of fruit? What kind of fruit was that again?” Axel reaches between my thighs, his fingers training in between them. I inhale sharply as he grazes the area where my clit is. He starts gently rubbing the outside of my jeans and I feel my cunt getting wetter. My heart rate speeds up, and I’m finding it hard to think straight. “What kind of fruit was it?” Axel asks me again, insistently. I look at him blankly. “Did it start with a K? Or am I misremembering?”