Lovely Allergen Novels & Stories

Just like me, she was full of question and confuse as to per why the smile on her sons face is no longer present. "What is the matter, Orius? Did you finally get sick of this tea?" she asked and then she chuckled softly. She bring up the teacup on her lips and was about to sip on it when Orius said something, stopping his mother from drinking the jasmine tea. "You didn't know? That Averi likes tea? Lavander and Chamomile is his favorite but just like the late king. He is allergic to jasmine tea." I quickly look up to Averi when I saw him. I stood up on my feet, about to yell to stop him from drinking it but everything happened too fast. The teacup is now out of tea. He drinks all of it and d

"Liv, I was wrong. Maybe I had selfish motives in the beginning, but my feelings during these three years were real. I truly fell in love with you. "Tessa secretly interfered with the fertility samples. I found out afterward, but I was afraid you would be angry, so I didn't stop it. I never meant for any of this to happen. Believe me. "My allergy is real too. I've been sensitive to women's bodily fluids since childhood, just not as severely as I claimed. With you, witnessing what happened in that factory left a psychological block that made the reaction worse. But the doctor says I'm improving. Once I lower my defenses around the woman I genuinely love, I'll never react to her again. You're

The next second, a cool weight settled around my neck. I looked down. It was an amethyst necklace. I'd never liked anything made with amethyst. I liked white moonstone. Bright, colorful crystal jewelry had always been Chloe Kingston's favorite. "Thanks," I answered nonchalantly. I then continued washing the bowl. Seeing that I wasn't throwing a tantrum, Liam seemed to relax. He leaned forward and tried to kiss my forehead, but I stepped aside before he could. I smiled. "I'm allergic to alcohol. Have you forgotten?"

I scratched my head hoping I was correct. The doctor went still. “There.” He stood up too fast. “It wasn’t food poisoning.” I stared at him. “ Huh? “It looked like poisoning because the symptoms overlapped, but this—this could be a severe allergic reaction.” He looked at me. I frowned. “No. Zane eats strawberries.” “Usually, yes. But not all strawberries are the same.” He pulled up something on his tablet. “This was likely from a newer imported species. Different proteins. Some children react to one variety and not another.”

In an instant, it was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her, chilling her from head to toe and deep into her bones. She was allergic to mango. After knowing each other for so many years, there was no way Julian didn’t know she was allergic. He just didn’t care. His mind had been on Luna for so long that he no longer paid attention to Autumn. Mango was Luna’s favorite. So, he remembered that. But he forgot the fact that Autumn was allergic to it. Her eyes turned cold at the thought, but she didn’t expose him. Swallowing the disgust in her throat, she walked toward the dining table.

Now, I couldn’t stop sneezing, and that still didn’t fucking remind him of my allergy to lilies. “Alpha!” one of the omegas suddenly exclaimed, rushing forward and snatching the bouquet from his hands. “She’s allergic to lilies!” The omega quickly carried the flowers away. I stood frozen, fury burning in my chest. Even someone who barely knew me remembered my allergy. Yet the man I had loved, trusted, and married for years couldn’t recall something so basic. Something that had nearly killed me once.

She pointed at Elio’s little face and urgently said, “Oh, my! “The kid’s lips are turning purple. This is a sign of pollen allergy. Who put all these lilies in the room? Are they trying to kill a child?” A nearby maid instinctively looked at me and said, “It was the mis—” “So, it was you!” Iris did not let the maid finish. She cut in first as if she had caught my misdeed. “Clara, lily pollen isn’t poisonous on its own. But the reed diffuser on the table has a strong smell. You must have tampered with that too. The two scents don’t mix. That’s why the little boy is having an allergic reaction.”

Rule one: _No touching. Rule two: _No feelings._ Rule three: _90 days._ Rule four: _Office off-limits._ There was no rule for kitchens. At dawn. With him looking like that. I held up the formula can. “This isn’t what we use. Lila’s stomach is sensitive. This one makes her spit up for hours.” He frowned. A real, sharp frown between his brows. “The assistant said this was the highest-rated, hypoallergenic—” “Highest-rated for most babies,” I cut in. I was too tired to be polite. “Lila isn’t most babies.” He went quiet. Then he pulled his phone out. “What brand?”

They were going through the wedding plans and looking through venues. Kayla moved a plate away. "You can't have that." I raised an eyebrow. "She's allergic to coconut. Swells up and breaks out in hives." She explained. I took note of that. "Made your decision?" Lilian asked me. "I like the red velvet, you?" She agreed. "Me too". I left the girls to decide the cake design and that was out of the way. "I guess we're done for today. I'll see you guys later." Kayla said, hugging Lilian. A car came to pick her up which left Lilian and I together.

I was aware of his gaze on me and then the horrible look he had on his face when he finally saw my whole body. I'm clad in a tiny satin transparent gown because I couldn't find anything better. I would prefer he stopped looking at me like that. He then asked when I know was coming next. "What's this?" I closed my eyes and swallowed a big lump that I didn't realize was there. It's somehow hard explaining to people that I had a weird allergic reaction to groundnut and I didn't want to get the maids in trouble. I ate the cookies myself. "It's an allergic reaction to groundnuts. I somehow ate a peanut flavored cookie this morning. I wasn't aware and…." I trailed off not knowing what to say next.