Name Something You Would Hate To Be Allergic To Novels & Stories

Thus, he has to say that he is ‘allergic’ to apples so he can avoid eating apple pies, which he now learned to hate. Reiner heard Sheinna’s reply and he froze. Right… What was I thinking? He thought as he lowered his gaze to hide the emotions that appeared in his eyes. That is just because I saw Sheinna having the same expression as Shane sees something that he hates or is allergic to, Sheinna is Shane? He thought as he pressed his lips tight, feeling angry at himself for this blunder of his. Also… am I crazy? Sheinna is a girl and Shane is a guy! He thought. And I saw Shane just last night! MY Shane!

she had made me drink over the years. Around the corner, Quinn kept complaining to her friends, oblivious to me standing just a few steps away. "If I had found another way, I wouldn't have had to suffer through that night. Thinking about it now still disgusts me." One of her friends burst out laughing. "Oh, I can imagine! Hahaha!" More laughter followed, sounding sharp and mocking, cutting straight through me. My tears broke loose without warning. I should have seen this coming. Quinn was a top physician. If she had wanted to cure my allergy, she would have done it long ago. There was no way she couldn't treat my condition.

It has been ages since I baked anything, but I was willing to make the fruit tarts perfect just to make Henny’s day. “How about we drizzle a little bit of honey on some of them?” I said, carefully picking up the jar. “No!” Henny shook his head. “I can’t eat honey. It makes me sick.” I froze. “It does?” He nodded. “I can’t eat fish and nuts too. They all make me sick. Grandma said I am alle…alle…” “Allergic,” I finished. “I had no idea that you had that many allergies. I am allergic to honey too.”

"Oh, yeah. You're allergic to cilantro, right? I was going to put some in the pico, but I thought I remembered that." "Yeah, I am. Completely allergic to it." I am not at all allergic to cilantro, but I hate it. It seems I have the gene that makes that creepy little spice taste like soap or something even worse. I just always tell everyone I'm allergic so they don't add to my food. I've found that people are much more respectful of potential death than they are of something like a gag reflex.

Yukio was back in his room. I have to know what happened. The whole room was heavily guarded but I was able to sneak behind the room and listened to the conversation. “It appears he’s been poisoned your majesty. He must’ve eaten some peanuts.” Oh my god, my son is allergic to peanuts. How could I have been such an idiot? I could’ve killed him. Wait a minute… allergies? I have to find some stinging nettle. I went over to the garden and was able to find some stinging nettle. This is perfect. I just have to prepare it to make it an effective antihistamine. I doubt the doctors here know what an antihistamine is.

I needed to get away from the allergens! In a panic, I started throwing the flower pots out the door. They shattered on the ground. Alex, hearing the noise, rushed out. Seeing the scene, he grabbed my arm. “Are you crazy? Why are you smashing the flowers? These lilies are Sarah’s favorite!” The suffocating feeling made my head spin. I trembled as I pulled open my collar and pointed to my skin. My voice cracked with frustration. “Do you only remember that she loves lilies? What about me? Have you forgotten that I’m severely allergic to them?”

"Enough with the tantrums now. I made you some specialty soup from Raiden's hometown," Adella snapped. "Honestly, it's embarrassing to see a grown man act so petty? Now drink up! This is the last time I'm giving you a way out, so don't push your luck!" Moments later, a bowl of split pea soup was slid through the gap in the door. My skin crawled the second I saw the peas and legumes. I'd been severely allergic to peas since I was a kid. Just touching them could cause a massive breakout of hives and red rashes on my arms, followed by smaller bumps spreading throughout my body. If I accidentally ingest them, I'd surely end up in the hospital for days.

“Of course not! But... Miss Knowles, since you only had some water after arriving and didn’t eat anything, how did you have an allergic reaction?” Realizing his question might seem suspicious, he quickly added, “I’m only asking out of concern. No offense meant.” Serena glanced at Christan. “True, I didn’t eat much. But I have a very sensitive constitution. One of my worst allergens is... bad air.” “Bad air?” everyone echoed in unison, instinctively sniffing the air. It smelled faintly of flowers—nothing odd or offensive. Serena calmly sliced into her steak. “Oh, I didn’t mean the air itself. Sometimes, it’s the presence of certain negative factors that taint the atmosphere.”

Instinctively, I stepped back outside, covering my nose and taking a moment to steady myself. “Astrid, what’s wrong?” Killian asked, concerned about etching his features when he saw my reaction. It was the first time he had called me by my name. “Are you trying to kill me?” I shot at him, surprising him. Killian blinked, momentarily taken aback by my sharp response. “I’m sorry, the paint was just finished yesterday. I didn’t think it would still smell so strong.” “I have an allergy to latex, Killian! I have just arrived, but you already placed my health at risk,” I snapped, my frustration boiling over.

That's good I guess they will start a fight. Oh, did you also know that there is one out of one hundred people that is possible to never have an allergy to anything? Dave said. So are you? Jake asked again. No! I am allergic to alcohol too. Dave said. What the...I almost forgot that we are both allergic to any kind of alcohol products. That's why he likes me so much before.