Nalu Lemon Hard Novels & Stories

CALLUM “Okay, Levi has really stepped up his jungle juice game,” Nessa comments, plucking a cherry from her red plastic cup and bringing it to her lips. She sinks her teeth into the fruit, tugging off the stem and smiling in satisfaction as she chews. If by ‘stepping it up’ she means adding actual fruit to the concoction as a garnish, then sure. Though Levi’s jungle juice recipe is still basically jet fuel disguised as fruit punch. Tastes great, but has a nasty kick that you don’t feel sneaking up on you until it’s too late.

Kale said bringing another lemon gum out and chewing it. The lemon gums were the ones keeping Kale from complaining much. Angela was glad she took some with her. More lemon gums meant fewer complaints. “There is nowhere else we can find it, only here,” Justin answered taking a lemon gum from Kale. “Hey! Keep your dirty hands to yourself!” “Cool down Kale. It is just one,” Justin said mockingly. “One is more important to me than you are. So watch your tongue!” “Enough bickering people. You do not want to get attention from people.”

I stared at him blankly, a mix of defiance and confusion swirling within me. “What are you doing, Eva?” he questioned, his voice laced with disappointment. “These junk foods won't do you any good. As a Luna, you should strive for elegance, both in your appearance and in your choices.” I blinked, momentarily taken aback by his stern lecturing. My mind raced, trying to process the sudden shift in his demeanor. These snacks had provided me with a temporary escape, a momentary respite from the weight of expectations and restrictions placed upon me. And yet, in Nate's eyes, they were nothing more than indulgences unworthy of a Luna.

I wasn’t used to him being like this, so I didn’t know whether I should be happy or not. “What do you want, Miss Nala? Do you want an apple? Mango from the Philippines? Clementine? Guava? Just tell me what you want, I’ll take care of it," Callum persistently teased as he moved the fruits on the table. “Is it really me who needs those, or is it you?” I asked with a slight smirk.

“Ha! Just as I thought. Seems like I will receive a kiss from you again.” He reaches towards the table, where the pack of different fruits is laid down, and takes the small light brown object. “This is lanzones,” he informs. “Delicious but only seasonal.” It looks like a smaller orange but in a different color. Kleavon cracks it in the middle and white flesh comes out. “Get the flesh.” I gingerly take one. It’s also like orange, with divided sections, but it has a light, transparent flesh. “Come on, taste it. It’s smaller so it doesn’t have the bitter seed,” he urges.

Neah I was having some sort of flashback. The memory wasn’t quite clear but I could hear Luna Cassandra’s voice. ‘It’s so hot today, isn’t it, Neah?” There was a cheery tone to her voice as she helped me make the lemonade. She had let me stand on a chair at the kitchen counter, helping her. A second jug sat on the counter with some leaves sitting in the bottom. “What’s that, Cassie?” “I thought we could make some extra. Everyone loves lemonade on a day like this.”

Along a path cut into the hill, where weeds put up a good fight against stone. The lemon grove started where the town stopped. The air cooled down and turned slick in my throat. The trees were close and careful. You could walk into that dark and never find your way out without losing your dignity. The smell of the fruit was real and thick, not the clean candy smell from a bakery. It was green and bitter and tasted a little like medicine. Salvo coasted to a stop. He pointed with his chin. “There,” he said.

she said and winked at me. “Hello, Sienna.” I smiled. “We are going to the diner to eat something. Do you want to go with us?” “Sure.” she said and smiled brightly. Sienna would be a good mate. She was smart, pretty, and kind. And she was a good fuck, I had to admit. She would be a great Luna. When we got close to the diner, I was hit by the most amazing smell. Strawberries and watermelon. Emma. She was inside.

What she didn’t know— was that this small act— would make him far more dangerous tonight. Soon, they arrived at the fruit-gathering area. Clar’s curiosity flared. She wanted to pick everything—but the original owner rarely left the cave. Her memory held almost nothing about these fruits. She looked at Lucas helplessly. “I know the orange one—Luna picked it before. But what’s this red one?” Lucas explained patiently. “The orange one is Sweet Fragrant Fruit. The red one is Sour Fruit.” She picked one and tasted it. Sour— very sour.

sabi ni commander Leo. "Lorenzo missed the last target," sabi ni commander at itinuro ang last target na nakatago sa malabong na lemon grass. Napangisi naman ako. Hehehe ang galing talaga ng pagkakaset-up nila sa mga target. Mabuti na lang nakita ko ang limang target na nakatago sa lemon grass. "Habang si Jay naman ay nabulls eye niya ang lahat ng target lalong lalo na ang lima na nakatago sa lemon grass," sabi ni commander Leo.