Ice Ice Fruit Novels & Stories

I urged, watching him with wide, expectant eyes. Ethan looked at the slightly bruised skin of the fruit, hesitating for a heartbeat, but for some reason, he couldn't find the resolve to push me away. He took it and bit into it. The flavor was sharp and tart at first, but a deep, starchy sweetness followed. It was complex—entirely different from anything he usually ate. "Don't judge it by the exterior. It’s perfect on the inside," I said, a little spark of victory in my eyes. "And... thank you for the tickets. I know we didn't stay, but I appreciate the effort."

" I sat up and took a good look at my half-naked frame. I had the strong desire to put on a robe, but I refrained from doing so. The sights he had seen were all that there was to see. "Can you tell me what I can get you? From the garden, there are grapes, apple slices, orange segments, and bananas to enjoy." I made a sneering face. Fresh fruits were my favorite, but not tonight. I was looking for something different. "I have a strong desire for a tub of ice cream and a handful of nuts." "We have a lot of nuts to use as toppings." I have no idea where I can get ice cream. "There are no stores here, as there are in your universe." He sounded genuinely disappointed in himself.

I trail my fingers through his soft hair, admiring how it is. "Yes, I need some chilled fruit juice." "Not wine?" "No baby, I feel like taking something natural." He gives me a warm smile. "Sure, I'll bring it in the next minute. One minute please." I take an excuse walking out of the room to the kitchen where I make him fresh pineapple juice mixed with green apple. He really loves this mixture of fruits, best served chilled. I place it inside the high-tech freezer which cools stuff in barely seconds. I don't disappoint him with the time I kept because I'm able to return on time, even earlier than he expected.

Geneva simply brushed it away and opened the fruit, revealing a healthy orange inside unbothered by the winter. “Want some?” “I don’t think I have room for denial after all,” I laughed then popped the fruit straight to my mouth. It’s cold and sweet. “Wow, I never knew a fruit could be cold on the outside and sweet on the inside?” I picked from her hand more oranges for me to eat. Beta Geneva winked, “Who knows? Maybe fruits aren't the only ones who are cold on the outside and sweet on the inside?” I inhaled a cool breath, my cheeks blushing. I don’t know how but I immediately figured out who Beta Geneva is referring to.

“Just your brain being stupid.” But the feelings from the dream wouldn’t leave. The way his lips felt. The way he said my name. It scared me more than any big hit on the ice. I couldn’t like Toby that way. I was Alan Voss. Hockey captain. Going to the NHL. Guys like me didn’t have dreams about other guys. I needed to prove it. To myself and to everyone. The next morning I texted Sarah, one of the girls who had been asking me out for months.

“What would you have for drink? A cold ocha like your friend?” “Aah… You sell grated ice? With fruity flavors?” Darrion asked uncertainly. She nodded. “Yes. That is one of our specialties here. We can also make parfait for you, but it is only for the weekends. We don’t want to get sued by the café in the other part of the neighborhood,” she half whispered the last one before laughing heartily, exposing that it was meant as a joke. “Ooh~ One fruity flavor grated ice, please!” Darrion ordered with a big smile.

Liam let out a soft, misty breath that vanished into the chilly air, and stepped onto the ice. The initial glide was a revelation. After five days of forced stillness, the sensation of the hard, frozen surface rushing beneath his blades sent a jolt of pure kinetic pleasure straight up his spine. He took three long, powerful strides, his body instantly dropping into the familiar, elegant geometry of his program. He didn't jump. He didn't execute the high-velocity transitions. Instead, he leaned into a deep, continuous forward outside edge, his body tilted at an angle that seemed to defy gravity, his gloved fingers tracing the red line as he swept across the center circle.

"The food here is edible, too. Go ahead, pick something from the tress or bushes and try a bite." "What's this one?" Erys was holding a reddish-purple fruit with orange leaves that were similar in shape to a pear plucked from a blue tree. "That's a dragon kiwi," I smiled. "It's so freaking sweet!" Kira held up a yellow spotted, green apple. "What's this one?" "That's a jasmine fruit. It's tangy but juicy." She had grabbed it from the blue bush beside us. Sal and Ver held blue, red spotted berries. "What about these?" They had taken the fruit from the green bush behind them.

] Nero ordered when he saw a giant-like ice cream dessert that came with seven flavors in one serving. RAINBOW PARFAIT has seven flavors that matched the seven colors of the rainbow. As such, it was termed like that. Red for the cherry flavor; orange for tangerine; yellow for mango; green for the green tea ice cream (macha); blue for blueberry; indigo for the black raspberry ice cream flavor; and last was the violet for the purple yam ice cream (ube) "Err??? Are you sure we can eat that whole? That ice cream was way too big! Maybe we can choose something else..."

She squatted in front of the water and di-p her hand in it,,the water was so cold. She suddenly smiled when an idea stucked into her head,,she controlled the water with her mind and it turned to ice immediately,she grinned wi-dely but the smile was short lived when suddenly the ice broke and melted, ‘What’s going on?’ She thought and t©uçhed the water,it was almost boiling,,so h0t. She looked up and turned to Kingston but he didn’t move,,she turned back to the water and tried freezing it again but each time it happens,the water melt right away. She stood up feeling frustrated and walked to Kingston angrily