Fruits Basket Curse Novels & Stories

I don't have wounds, bite marks or even small scratches on my body. I wonder why he didn't eat me when he had a chance when I passed out? Maybe he wanted someone who is moving so he didn't eat me first. Or maybe my blood is not his type because I taste awful? I quickly shook my head to erase my weird thoughts. I don't want to be that handsome werewolf's breakfast. Oh wait, how did he become handsome? Or should my question is how did the handsome Kurt Contreras become a werewolf?

he said. "What! It can't be. I was the one he loved at first. Why the sudden twist of fate?" I asked. "You have to understand that the Alpha is under a curse and the only person that can help him break it is that girl and that's why they are bonded together," he explained. "Curse…! I think I have a brief knowledge of that," she said. "I am telling you all this so that you won't feel worse when you find him in the arms of another woman. They are fated mates," he said.

She peeled an apple for her and said, "Stella come... This is the fruit Rene had bought when he come to see me yesterday... It's very tasty..." Stella also happened to bring a fruit basket. When she saw that her grandmother was eating the fruit bought by RK, she placed her fruit basket on the table beside the bed and took away the fruit basket bought by RK, and said, "Grandma... Don't eat the fruit bought by RK. You should eat mine. I will feel better if you eat mine..." "What are you talking about?" Grace looked unhappy. "Why can't I eat the fruit bought by him? Is it poisonous? I had always eaten the fruits bought by him... Look didn't I am still alive and well..."

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.

AUTHOR'S POV "No, no, my dear Ezra. You shouldn't do it that way. Instead, you have to twist it so the juice can come out the way it ought to." Ana quickly rushed towards Ezra and collected the fruit that he was holding. Cole laughed. "Don't you know that you have to handle it with care or else it would release bitter juice instead of its sweetness?" "Really Aunt?" Cole asked. "Really. That's why it's called the fruit of sweetness and bitterness. If you don't handle it carefully, you can get the bitter aspect that just a drop from it can ruin the whole taste." She explained.

"Please get out of here quickly. No one is allowed to loiter around here." "Thank you, Honorable Guards." The young lady seemed to be grateful, bowing to the guards before she picked up the basket to leave. Then, she cast a look at the fruits, and an expression of grief crept onto her face. She sighed, looking extremely uneasy. What was going on? The two guards frowned. One of them finally asked, "Why aren't you leaving yet?" The lady sighed again, pointing at the spirit fruits in her basket with a bitter smile. "These fruits only bear once every three years, and they're incredibly rare. Once picked, they have to be eaten within an hour, or they'll go bad.

"What is this strange fruit? It's huge and won't fit in my mouth even if I tried." Averiya explained, "That's a cucumber, My Lady." Charlotte burst out laughing as she repeated the word cucumber. "Cucuuu... this fruit has a strange name," she chuckled again, and the three wizards just glanced at her, bewildered, thinking about Charlotte's gastronomic illiteracy. Averiya guffawed and hid her lips using her hands. The eleven ladies began plucking their harps, creating a magnificent symphony.

"Sorry, Honey. I shouldn't have lied to you. Actually, the plants in the bag in my room weren't Love Vines. Those are Soul-Binding Vines that a curse caster uses." When a person was cursed with it, they would develop a strong infatuation with the caster. That was why so many of the male employees at the company were obsessed with Tracy and Tracie!

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.

Su Zi really did not have a good feeling towards Murong Cheng, glanced at the bag of fruit in his hand with disgust, and sidestepped her face, "I don't want to eat." This is true, she is most annoyed with dragon fruit, it's not sour, it's not sweet, it's not sweet, it's a bland fruit, and it has so many little black seeds! Come on, she has a dense phobia, okay? Bai Wei was about to speak out to persuade her to accept her brother's good intentions when she heard Murong Cheng sneer, "It wasn't originally bought for you." Su Zi bit her lip and glared at Murong Cheng.