Ice Ice Fruit Novels & Stories

"Okay." I took her hand, led her towards the blanket and sat us down. She looked anxiously at me as I opened the basket and took out two wine glasses and a bottle of wine. Ice wine that could only be found in White Winter's Land. I poured it for the two of us and waited for her to taste the rare delicacy. "Bitter but oddly sweet too," she said scrunching up her nose. "I like it very much!" "Of course you do. It's....how do I say it? Recherche and very much sought after. It would be disappointing if you didn't like it."

Paul reported. "This is becoming unbearable." Old Madam Ryan spoke hopelessly. ============ Babe came out of the kitchen holding a cup of ice cream. She was wearing an off-shoulder top and mini shorts. Her hair was packed loosely as she sat on her Queen-sized bed. She was watching a few series that got her hooked for a few days. Just as she was about to get comfy, her doorbell rang and she sighed nonchalantly. The doorbell kept ringing nonstop but she was adamant on not wanting to answer it.

“This one looks like a cactus. What's it called again?” “Dragon fruit, Andre. I showed you a picture of this earlier.” He kneels beside him. “Want to try it?” He nods so fast his hair bounces. The vendor hands him one sliced open and a spoon. Andre scoops out a chunk and pops it into his mouth. His face scrunches up into a wide grin. “It's like…sweet water. But mushy.” I laugh, grabbing my notebook. “That's a solid review.” He beams and stretches the fruit towards me. “You try it!”

That made me stand straighter along with the other guys. "Boys," he greeted, shoving his hand in the pocket of his hoodie. "We have a match on Friday against Green-Hill. It will be held in the local rink and I want no funny business. You know the rules." We knew the rules. Of course we did. "Wade," Coach spoke again. "Remind us of the rules." Wade let out a heavy, exaggerated sigh beside me, and I bit back a laugh as he launched into his usual spiel, repeating the rules for what felt like the hundredth time. "No drinking before games, no missing practice and no distractions."

As the heat builds in her mouth, a twinkle of satisfaction lights up her eyes, knowing she has conquered yet another culinary challenge. As the morning sun reaches its zenith, Beatrice's journey takes an unexpected turn towards The Serene Smoothie Oasis. In search of a refreshing respite, she gazes upon a captivating array of vibrant fruits and wholesome ingredients, just waiting to be blended into a symphony of nutrition and indulgence. With a knowing smile, Beatrice orders a tropical concoction of pineapple, mango, and coconut milk, feeling the coolness of the smoothie cascade down her throat, providing a refreshing burst of energy.

Her jaw clenched and I heard her murmur something I couldn't quite hear under her breath. "Get me whatever you are getting"I said, letting my arms fall back down on my sides and exposed my chest once again"And please add a fruit salad to that, a lemonade and a big piece of chocolate cake as well. I feel like eating a cake right now" "Alright"McKenzie murmured, her eyes fixated on my chest. She groaned almost painful as she gently banged her forehead on the door three times, mumbling under her breath"Jesus Christ, those tits---fuck"

He says goodbye to his friend and turns his direction towards me, coming to my side seconds later. Once he's in front of me, he hands me one of the glasses and I take it in my hands. It's a liquid like a pink and red color. It has some ice floating over it to keep the liquid inside the glass cool, and I can also notice something that looks like little slices of orange, but I'm not sure it's that fruit.

He cut in, "I of course, do not care if she breathes or not, I am only here to do your bidding, my love." "And stop calling me that!" She snapped. "An Alpha should never break her—" "I never told you I was an Alpha," She cut in. "And if that's not some stalker creepy shit you're pulling, I don't know what that is." A small smile came onto his face as he said, "You have such lovely red eyes, they remind me of apples, which is weirdly my favourite fruit." She hissed. "That's not the point," "What's your favourite fruit?"

Complete. And entirely worth the wait.

She continued to eat ice cream until her clothes were stained and her face was dirty. “Ice cream — it’s real!” Renata jumped up and down while laughing, incredulous. In a short time, she immediately finished eating her dessert. "Ice cream!" she shouted. She had finally proven that what Vida and Ender said was true. The dessert was cold but had a unique flavor. A rich and sweet cold meal made with different flavors of dairy products called ice cream. This was the food Renata was always wanting to taste. Felix, on the other hand, was worried about Renata as soon as his daughter went missing. He was restless. Frustrated, he walked along the side of the road looking for his one and only child.