Ice Ice Fruit Novels & Stories

“You don’t tremble like the others.” “Should I?” she whispered. “No.” His answer came too quickly. Too firm. He looked away, like he had revealed something he didn’t intend to. Then he handed her a small velvet box. Elara blinked. “What’s this?” “Open it.” Inside was a thin silver bracelet with a tiny flame symbol carved into it. “It’s a tracking cuff,” he said. “But it will never hurt you unless you break the rules.” Elara hesitated. “Does every slave get one?”

"No treat?" He gave a long, slow shrug. "Should I expect one?" He turned around immediately. "See no. Just focus and watch me make you eat my dust." I skated a few laps, testing the ice, the glide, the sharpness of my turns. And damn, it was perfect. I glanced back at Tristan, who watched from the sidelines, arms crossed, his expression amused. "Not bad," I announced, gliding down and stopping right in front of him. "Makes it better that no one can hear us."

After we finish our food, one of the maid brings the dessert which I haven't eaten before. "It's called Concord grape granita." Alessandro informs me with a smile. I nod my head before taking a small bite of the cold dessert and instantly close my eyes when a sweet yet tangy taste fills my mouth. "Wow, this dessert taste like I am eating ice gola." I let out while bouncing in my chair because I love Ice gola and used to go out with Dadabhai to eat the cold dessert. "What is an ica ghola?" Alessandro asks.

I quickly turned around while awkwardly playing with my wig hair and muttered, "Nothing." My gaze settled on only one ice cream in his hand and I asked dejectedly, "You bought only one ice cream?" He just shrugged and licked the lavender coloured ice cream which looked creamy and delicious. "Which flavour?" "Berry Mash. Consists a mixture of all sorts of berries and these--- " "Can I have a taste?" I asked and smiled sheepishly. He stretched his hand out which was wrapped around the cone. I gladly took it and licked it once. Twice. Thrice.

They're sitting on the porch, watching as Taehee triple checks that all of Hyeri’s gear is in the trunk. Even with Hyeri running around the front yard and screaming like a banshee, it feels so nice and peaceful. Far more than the silence that comes with an empty house. They’re about to load into the car to leave when Haejin comes out with three plastic cups in his arm. Handing one to each of Andre, Dylan and Hyeri. “Strawberry smoothie with a bit of protein powder for the assistant hockey coach, banana smoothie for the assistant to the assistant hockey coach, and strawberry banana smoothie for the little hockey player in training.”

He had no inkling that a new Alpha had taken over the territory. And Brandon intended to take over much more than just the ice delivery. Ever the silent guardian, Brandon grabbed a fresh glass and poured chilled water over the ice cubes. He kicked off his shoes as he approached the bed, coming up behind Lyon with a single ice cube held between his fingers. "Mm. Thank you," Lyon purred, still staring at the city lights as Brandon reached around him to offer the glass. He sipped with his usual elegance at first, then drank with a visible greed until the glass was empty. "God. That is extraordinary."

When he’s so fucking pissed, he can’t even come up with another witty, dickish retort. It’s actually a fun little game I like to play—see how many digs it takes for him to shut down. Sometimes, I even try to beat my own record. Going for a low score, like in golf. Right now, I’d say I’m two under par. Arching a brow, I give the jackass a winning, plastic smile. “See you on the ice, Orlov.”

EMA Smiling slightly, I make my way to the kitchen to get my ice cream from the fridge. The house is not big so I can hear him from the kitchen. “Do you want to share my ice cream? So I can get you a spoon as well” “Of course. Don’t think I’ll say no to that” “I would have been surprised if you actually said no” opening the fridge to get the ice cream, I realise he got two containers of Ice Cream from Njeiforbi...Mmmm and its Coconut flavour. Spectacular! *Mentally kisses fingertips*

The contents took her breath away. All kinds of freshly-cut fruits and vegetables were organized in dozens of neat little boxes. The boxes themselves were circled by chunks of ice, a rarity in the dragon kingdom. Even ignoring its exorbitant price, it was hard to buy at all. It was always hot in the dragon realm. As soon as the merchants put up their signs reading, “Fresh Ice, Just Arrived”, it would be sold out in only half a dragon hour. Leila touched a cute chunk of ice and was thrilled by the freezing sensation. She pulled out of a few small boxes containing strawberries and purple grapes, along with the tankard of chilled milk. She closed the lid, then quickly sped back to the bathroom.

His head jerked to the fruit. Noel also shifted his focus to the Durian, one hand at his chin. “In fact I do. What’s this fruit called?” Ricky glanced at Noel briefly, before drifting it back to the fruit. “It’s called durian.” “Durian?” Noel shot him a surprised look. “It’s not a material used to make armors?” Ricky’s eyes twitched again. “What BS you’re talking about now?” “So it’s edible, huh?” Noel started to mumble on his own. Ricky started to regret his decision on striking a conversation with this oblivious spud beside him. He should’ve just go.