No Nut November Challenge Novels & Stories

Nortica opens the pantry and takes out two boxes of cereal. “We have one that's sugar-loaded,” she says, pointing to a brightly coloured box of chocolate pebbles, then points to the bland, boring box next to it. “Or the high fibre, low carb, tasteless shit that Tess bought as a New Year's resolution to start eating better.” Neither option sounds appealing to me so I start to look through their pantry, thinking I could whip something up. “Do you have flour, eggs and milk?” I ask, thinking I could make us some basic pancakes.

"Yes, promise. Now come here." "How about some Nutella and pasta?" Nora tried to burgain. "No pasta. Only cake and Nutella." He said stubbornly. "Okay. Then you can have the food. I don't want it." Nora stated stubbornly. She was angry that he wasn't letting her eat what she wants to but those boring healthy foods. "Okay fine. Once you finish the food you can have whatever you want." Zanvil said while sighing. No Mather what he couldn't see her upset. Nora did a happy dance inside then turned around with a grin.

November said. Bora grabbed her hair and November smiled. "January to November is for trouble, December is for rest, that's why I'm called November, you'll go home naked I swear" she said and grabbed Bora's net blouse. Newton called the guards and they came over but before they could be separated, November tore away Bora's blouse, leaving her in only her bra. Every eyes widened and November threw the blouse at Bora. "Go to hell, you're mad" she said and picked her cap from the ground.

He contemplated whether to pick out chocolates for his mom as well, knowing she had a sweet tooth like his. Just then, a friendly chocolate promoter approached Noah, a warm smile on their face. They extended a small piece of chocolate towards him, inviting him to taste. Noah's eyes lit up with delight, and he eagerly accepted the offered chocolate. He took a bite and savored the sweet, rich flavor, his face breaking into a happy grin. Chocolate was undoubtedly one of his favorite treats. Between mouthfuls, Noah asked, "Does this chocolate have nuts in it?" His concern about allergies was evident in his tone.

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Next week, I'm marrying your uncle. Marrying the heir to the Gibson family fortune? Of course I'd be over the moon! The chicken soup errand was done, and I no longer felt like playing pretend with these people. "Seth, it's getting late. I'm gonna head out," I said. I was about to leave when Janice grabbed my sleeve, grinning at me. "Nevaeh, I've never seen snowmelt from the top of the mountain. It's such a shame. Could you get me some more?"

On every previous proposal, she'd refused me, saying that her childhood friend, Ronald Shaw, hadn't married yet, and she couldn't break their promise. I used to believe that even if she graded me from zero, by the hundredth time, I would've gotten a perfect score, and she'd finally agree. So, I chose to propose for the hundredth time on my 30th birthday, hoping to start a new decade and a new chapter with her. I had assumed she would say yes without a doubt this time. But she turned me down again, just as decisively as before. I got to my feet and faced her clearly annoyed expression. I decided to ask again, partly just to give myself a chance to finally let go.

Nicholas cleared his throat, turning to the council, “I'm glad you all enjoy it. Our pack and chefs take pride in providing the best for our guests.” I smiled, trying to stay engaged in the conversation at the table, carefully selecting the parts of my meal with fewer nuts. It was only my third bite, and I began to feel an itchiness on my tongue and throat. Remaining composed, I moved on to the vegetables. However, a small piece contained nuts, and I swallowed hard, struggling to conceal the increasing itchiness and redness of my skin. Thankfully, Nicholas's coat provided some cover, revealing only a small portion of my neck. But my skin issues remained.

"Stop being difficult, Yvette. I'm giving you one last chance—get down on your knees and apologize to Phoebe right now! "I can tell you're not in the right state of mind. If you refuse to apologize, I'll have you sent back to the psychiatric facility immediately!" He bit out those last few words with venom like he was a beast gnawing on a bone. All this time, he'd been draining me of everything I had—my work, my pride, my sanity. And now that I was no longer useful, he was ready to toss me aside. I slowly reached for the IV needle and pulled it out. As I looked at his shirt—half-buttoned and crooked—I felt like some kind of circus monkey being forced to perform.

Then, with my heart pounding, I cut the smallest piece I could manage and forced myself to eat it. The flavor was incredible, but the knowledge of what was in it made my throat tighten. I forced it down, convincing myself that one small bite wouldn’t be enough to trigger a full reaction. It had to be fine. Two more dishes followed, each containing nuts in a different form. One had them blended into the sauce. The other was sprinkled with crushed almonds. I pleaded again, but exhaustion had drained the strength from my voice. “Ms. Darkmoon, please. I really can’t—”