Fruits Basket Ao3 Novels & Stories

She looked around, her gaze searching for whoever might have dropped it, but she saw no one. Was someone playing a prank on her? Or had Zayne or Alaric dropped it? She walked into the cabin and carefully locked the door with the half-broken bolt. She sat on her bed and pulled the cloth from the basket. A small gasp escaped her lips, and she stared wide-eyed at the content. Fruits. It was full of fruits. Bananas, apples, oranges, and grapes filled the basket to the brim. A small, folded note sat at the top, and she pulled it.

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.

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.

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.

Even if this guy was to dress like a homeless, I was pretty sure people would still fear and respect him. We finally got to the fruits Aisle and as we did, I could notice a lot of ladies stealing glances at us. Not Just at us, but at Leo... Hmph If not for the fact that I wasn’t so free with him yet, I’d have wrapped my arm around his. But hell, no. I don’t have two heads yet. “Oh..” I salivated at the fresh assorted fruits at different tables in front of me. The strawberries there were so big and red, the bananas were damn yellow, the apples, grapes, the rest of the Berries…

The words came out a little too fast and I realised I was smiling, my chin lifting a bit as pride sneaked in before I could stop it. Elena paused and looked at me over her shoulder, one brow lifting. “Are you bragging right now?” I made a small laugh. “Maybe a little.” She chuckled too, shaking her head as she opened the fridge, the light spilling out and revealing the neatly arranged shelves. Everything inside was organised and carefully stocked. There were bowls of cut fruits, small containers with labels, bottles of juice and milk lined up like soldiers, and what looked like prepared meals sealed and untouched. She reached in and took out a small bowl of fruit, setting it on the counter.

“I’m fucking serious, Bella. Don’t test my patience. Our gazes locked. We were no longer people. We were weapons. Animals. Fire and gasoline. He lowered his mouth to my ear, voice barely more than a breath. “We’re men, Bella. We don’t play around. We fuck. Raw. Hard. And girls like you?” He pulled back, eyes like obsidian flame. “You get punished. You cry for it.” His lips curled into something cruel. “And we don’t want you crying now, do we?” His words hit harder than a slap. I should’ve been furious. I should’ve fought back. But I just… froze. My mouth opened, but no sound came out. My skin burned. My heart thrashed like it wanted out of my chest. “I know for a fact, Rosie,” he said Aaron’

When Ada Wood went in, he put a very delicate water fruit basket, which contained precious fruits. "Mom, how are you feeling today?" "Ada, it's you who come, come here, eat fruit, all of which you love to eat." Winni Bush smiles when she sees Ada Wood. Ada Wood looked at the basket of fruits strangely. After she got out of prison, she had not made such a rich friend. "Ada, this is from Aaron. The child is really interested." Winni Bush seems not surprised at the appearance of. On the contrary, Ada Wood can't understand. , who refused to lend her a million yuan to let her mother have an operation, actually brought a basket of such expensive fruit to the hospital to see Winni. "Mom, I don't wa

Hilda says, walking towards me. "Yes. It's so sad they would not be mine." I reply, adding a smile to conceal my sadness. "It's okay. It's business." Mum pats my hair. "We got you some fruits. They are in the basket." She adds, hoping to change the topic. I look to see the hand woven basket filled with apples, grapes and kiwis at the top of the mini refrigerator, covered in polka dots napkin. I turn to her. "Thank you, mum."

I teased back in a mock annoyance. He produced a set of keys from his pocket and unlocked the shed. Pushing the door open he pulled a basket from inside and held it in front of me. The sun started piercing through the dense fog, making me shiver from the sudden heat I had been missing. I looked in the basket to see a bunch of seed packets. “So we’ve already started sprouting some vegetables for this season. But I’d love your input on fruits for the next? What’s your favorite fruit?” he asks and then quickly adds, “And please don’t name something that grows on a tree - we’re just not there yet.”