Ice Ice Fruit Novels & Stories

She half walked and half ran all the way, arriving twenty minutes later at her destination. The rink was a ruin. But ruins had their own kind of beauty. The moonlight didn't care, it painted the ice in shades of silver making it shimmer like a frozen lake. She ran her hands on the worn boards that gleamed like polished bone under the brilliant moonlight, staring up at the roof that was half-gone. The walls wept with moss, and the cold air smelt of rot and something sweet—wild roses, maybe, crawling up the chain-link fence that still surrounded the ruins.

was all I could say. "Yes! They're a sight worth seeing. There's also Jabuticaba, which grows directly on the trunk of its tree, looking like black grapes hugging the bark. Very mystical-looking. And then.... there's Black Sapote (Chocolate Pudding Fruit). It's green on the outside, but the flesh is dark and sweet like pudding. Honestly, the list is endless. Oh, and there's also Cloudberry. It's golden and soft, almost like tiny glowing suns. Sigh, I wish I could have snapped some or something."

Marcus's face darkened, feeling somewhat uneasy. Phyllis looked at Mr. Marcus, hesitated for a moment, and calmly said, "Sapote, also known as the fruit of desire. In other words, it's a love fruit that can stir up desires in people. Do you understand?" "Damn, what kind of weird stuff is this?" Mr. Marcus couldn't help but curse. This was too eerie. No wonder there was a sickeningly sweet smell to it.

“Fruit sorbet is a fruit blend that looks like ice cream, except that it is made with fruit, sugar and water. It is very similar to ice cream and tastes like it. Would you like to try some?” “So, it is healthy ice cream?" Eunice asked, her voice crispy. Ruth nodded in response. “Then, let’s eat some healthy ice cream”, she echoed bouncing on her toes. “Sounds like a plan,” Christian agreed, glancing at Olivia. He saw the ghost of a smile on her lips, and it made his heart skip. Maybe this day could still end on a positive note but the sound of Christian’s phone ringing put a pause on everyone’s laughter.

I munched the strawberries happily but I could see a look of reluctance fixed on Harper's face. “You don't like strawberries?” I asked shortly. I was being like Harper too, meddling it business that shouldn't be my concern. “No, that's not it… I'm a big fan of strawberries!” Harper replied. She picked one delicately and threw it inside her mouth. She was obviously not munching. “You don't have to eat it if you don't like it, baby,” Olivia seemed to have noticed too. “Someone once told me strawberries weren't as sweet as they looked. He didn't like it because of that.”

The glass windows on the outside allowed the customers to choose the flavors they preferred. I smiled widely as I looked around at the nostalgic décor. Joshua and I held hands as we approached the counter. I looked in the windows and noticed an ice cream that was a beautiful shade of pink, with chocolate swirls and cherry halves throughout. I loved the look of it. I found out it was called cherry cordial ice cream and I ordered a waffle cone of that. Joshua ordered his favorite cookies and cream waffle cone. I smiled, “You are so predictable. There were so many flavors to choose from and you didn’t even consider ordering anything other than your favorite. I’ve never tried cherry cordial ice

"Miss Beatrice, you have ingested Pomegranate wine. It's an aphrodisiac elixir used by the gods to enhance their carnal desires. Your actions are influenced; you must resist whatever desire consumes you." Mastering my inner will, I suppress the desires seeded by the elixir and stand up from the cot, stumbling my way to hug him from behind. "I don't understand why being an Ice Phoenix makes you so upset. The Omar I know doesn't care about our differences. I wish you, too, could trust me enough to share your demons." My words carry a sweet bitterness, and even I shuddered just listening to them.

Harry said. "Well, I want pink flavor. What color flavor do you want?" She gripped Isaac's hand, gazing up at him with adoring blue eyes. Isaac's frown faded to a grin. "Light brown color," he grinned. "Caramel flavor," Harry corrected sighing. I ordered three small icecream and a water for myself trying not wince at the bill as I paid. "Here, Bell," Isaac said holding his hand out towards the ice cream cup gripped precariously in her sticky hands. "I'll help you."

Caleb held my hand as we strode to one of the open tents. "Oh? ice cream?" It's a violet ice cream in a small plastic cup, it is for tasting. Caleb feeds me a spoonful of ice cream. My eyes almost bawled in surprise as it tastes like strong sweet wine. I didn't know that there is grape flavor ice cream in this world, all I know is an Ube flavor for a violet color. I slapped Caleb's biceps and jump in excitement, discovering a new flavor of my favorite ice cream. Caleb chuckled and taste the ice cream too on the spoon.

Finn Takes Control In the luxury box, Finn stood very still. His small hands pressed against the glass. “My ice breaking…” Liam hovered his puck anxiously. “Fix?” Jake’s voice echoed faintly from the hallway outside as he fought. “Finn… hold it together.” Finn frowned. “Hold ice.” The air inside the arena suddenly dropped in temperature. Frost crept across the glass of the luxury box. Then— The ice on the rink began to glow faintly blue. The Freeze From the center of the rink, a wave of cold spread outward.