Lovely Allergen Novels & Stories

he added. “But what happened to her?” Mateo asked as my mum and I listened with worry and rapt attention. “Allergy,” he said. “Allergy?” Mateo was confused. “To what?” He asked the doctor. “Maria is allergic to lilies, and they were close to her at the dining,” he answered. “But you can go in and see her now,” he told Mateo. Mateo hurried into the room, and my mum followed suit. Not wanting to be left behind, I hurried after them.

I reached the kitchen and told Maria about the arrival of our new guest "Aah that must be Miss Andrea Stone....I really missed her...she Is coming after so long..... I am so excited!! Let's hurry up and start the preparations!! We have to cook her favourite food...Roses...she loves Roses we need to order bouquet of roses.....Ari you go and order them.....and remove hazelnuts from the kitchen ..she is allergic to it...hurry everyone.." I love hazelnuts and she is allergic to it, how ironic. But who is she to him

They all stood outside while the doctor cared for Lila (Lyra). Loki walked back and forth in the corridor, while Arianna and Freya remained by the entrance. Arianna didn’t need a doctor's explanation to realize Lyra had experienced an allergic reaction; she was likely allergic to kiwi, which was why she had vehemently refused to eat those cupcakes. A smile crept onto Arianna’s face; Lyra believed she was clever, but she should have considered her actions more carefully before pretending to be Lila.

I wonder why. My eyes are starting to water for some reason and I am confused as to why Adam’s appearance suddenly triggered them yet I smile through the tears. “Adam, will you please tell your mother that I have never gotten a gift from you?” Adam falters, seemingly speechless for a second as he stares at his hands. I also look down at his hands and I finally understand why my eyes sting with tears and why I am sniffling in preparation of a sneeze that rocks my entire body. Lilies. I am allergic to them.

I asked slowly, listening carefully. The Alpha shot the trembling woman at his side a sharp look. She must be the child’s caregiver. “Um… granola,” she said, voice wavering. I frowned. “Granola…” I muttered to myself. Then I turned to the child, rising slowly to stand. “She’s having an allergic reaction. To the nuts in the granola.” The Alpha’s eyes widened. “Can you do something about it, then?” “Yes. Please… give me a minute.” I bolted out. As Miss Penelope pulled me through the pack house, I spotted some herbs. Outside, I grabbed them, then rushed back inside.

“Those lilies look suspicious.” Adrian raises an eyebrow, his smile never faltering. “Lilies are hypoallergenic. Nice try.” Knoxx turns to me again, his expression torn between frustration and concern. “Caroline, are you seriously allergic to these?” Another sneeze racks through me before I can answer, and I take another step back, covering my nose. The roses in Knoxx’s hand are the obvious culprit, their strong fragrance overwhelming. Adrian smirks, clearly enjoying the turn of events. “I guess that answers your question,” he says smoothly.

“Shut your mouth! If Mr. Rockefeller said it is an allergic reaction, then an allergic reaction it is! If you talk any more nonsense, I will hit you until you lose your teeth!” Shaking his head, Alex said, “If your swellings were from the products used by the beauty salon, you wouldn’t be suffering this much since the inflammation would be localized. I think you’re allergic to seafood. Did you eat any of those before coming here? Lobsters, crabs, fish, shrimps… didn’t your doctor tell you that you are severely allergic to seafood?” In an attempt to refute Alex’s assessment, Betty vehemently denied that she had consumed any seafood before coming here.

I inhaled deeply then released a slow stream of air before nodding to his question. “What happened?” My voice sounded weak and dry, scratching against my sore throat. The doctor stepped forward then, a middle-aged looking man with black curly hair. “An allergic reaction. Most likely to pinoli.” “What’s that?” “Pine nuts.” Alessio answered, his words tight. “It was used in the pesto we had for our first course.” “Oh.” “You will have to avoid it going forward.” The doctor continued in a strongly accented tone. “We already prescribed you an epinephrine auto-injector and you’ll be free to go after monitoring for a few hours.”

My mistake, he used that opportunity to talk my ear off. “The toxin comes from a specific type of coffee bean. The enzymes in the bean can be found in some flowers.” he frowned as he relayed to me everything I just read. “You know, Avery is allergic to the Blue Lotus. But it’s commonly used in the preparation of a diet coffee-flavored granola bar. I hope she’s not the one this test is for.” “What are the side effects?” I said, glossing over his words like I didn’t care. I don’t but I can see the challenge in his eyes. They have some sort of history, I just know it.

She reached out her hand to come close to my face, I subconsciously dodged, but she still didn't stop, caught my ear. - I smell it. – She dipped something into the glass of water and brought it to my nose. As soon as I smelled that scent, my heart fluttered. She spread the object before my eyes, an earring. - This type of earrings is not only beautiful, but also a fragrant stone impregnated with essential oils, especially strong when meeting water, Tu To. She also raised her nose to smell, and said: - As the scent of lemon basil, very good for patients with asthma, respiratory support, cardiovascular, digestion, memory enhancement and anti-depressant. But I think you have mild symptoms of fr