Pink Devil Fruit Novels & Stories

“So where is this Deleima and what gossips do you have on this place?” Jai asked Darrion as they flew above the flower meadow in the South Gate. “Southward from our beautiful castle walls. The famous thing from that village is the Derima fruit. It tastes sweet and sour, and it’s a bit addicting to eat it one by one,” Darrion chuckled, seemingly having reminiscence of him eating the fruit. “You know how small bits it is, and what’s the most charming from it was that it doesn’t have any seeds! The tiny fruits are the seeds, and we can eat them like normal fruit flesh! How cool is that?!”

Juliana then held one peach and smelled its sweet scent, she was sure that this peach had a sweet taste. However, Juliana also felt that the several types of fruit in her basket were still not enough to represent her gratitude to William's parents. She wanted to provide something more diverse. Her gaze then fell on the container filled with small pink cherries. Seeing the beauty of their color and thinking about how fresh cherries taste, Juliana decided to put some in her shopping basket. After picking peaches and cherries, Juliana and Ishak continued their adventure in search of other fresh fruits. They added perfectly ripe yellow bananas, fresh and sweet melons, and beautiful and exotic gr

After which they left. Now ***** “Spyashchaya krasavitsa,” one of my uncle's men said, as his fingers brushes over my cheek. While the others giggled at his teasing. (Sleeping beauty) As he was about to take his hand off, I grabbed it and squeezed it so tight till he started groaning. “lay your filthy hands on me one more time, and have your fingers completely detached from your hands, Kiska,” I said, staring at him in his eyes as I watch him groan louder from pain. (pussy)

(THIRD PERSON POV) The setting was stunning. When Evelyn walked in alongside Enzo, her hand curled daintily around his arm, she couldn't help but pause to take in the beauty of it all. The entire hall glistened under golden warm chandeliers that dangled like stars floating in the air. Off-white velvet panels covered the walls, with intricate embroidery lacing them together, and golden bouquets of flowers filled tall vases in each corner—baby's breath, white roses, and orchids shining beneath the soft lights.

I munched the strawberries happily but I could see a look of reluctance fixed on Harper's face. “You don't like strawberries?” I asked shortly. I was being like Harper too, meddling it business that shouldn't be my concern. “No, that's not it… I'm a big fan of strawberries!” Harper replied. She picked one delicately and threw it inside her mouth. She was obviously not munching. “You don't have to eat it if you don't like it, baby,” Olivia seemed to have noticed too. “Someone once told me strawberries weren't as sweet as they looked. He didn't like it because of that.”

It was clear that she was trying her best to make her seem attentive, and she went a step further by handing a mango to Xavia while adding, “Here, taste one, Future Mrs. Burton! These mangoes are from Miyazaki in R Country, and they don’t grow very often. Because of that, you should know that each fruit costs approximately a thousand and five hundred dollars! Don’t be shy to have a bite!” …After conversion… What the hell? Why did such an expensive fruit even exist?! Regardless, though she knew that Fiona was just trying to call her poor, she pretended to be surprised as she replied, “It truly is an expensive fruit, Miss Squire! Well, don’t mind if I do!” With that said, she peeled the skin o

It was a dragon fruit. The vivid pink and green colors hit my eyes like a physical blow, dragging my consciousness backward through time. This was the exact same exotic fruit I had lovingly given to Stefan on the very night everything in my normal life started to fall apart. It was the fateful night when a wave of brand new, terrifying problems that I didn't even begin to understand started to aggressively hunt me down.

Unknowingly, I was waiting for his arrival. "What's this?" I asked surprised. I leaned my body against Dylan's body. It's been my favorite position lately. “I brought you fruits from the forest in the eastern region. These fruits were difficult for ordinary people to obtain because the forest where they grew was almost filled with monsters. I'm sure this fruit will suit your taste, Fuschia,” Dylan said, his glittering eyes remind me of stars, looking for an appreciation.

And it doesn't matter if you do something like this. "I'll go find it, you can eat it while I dry it." Peach fruit grows in the forest, so it's very sweet because it's natural, sometimes you invest in buying it for your husband to eat. Vera found herself strange, eating fruit and naked as if it were true, but when she was hungry, she had to eat, and no one could see her, so she just walked away. Tired of sitting and criticizing, Elias finally dried Vera's clothes, when she reached out to take things and put them on, the unfortunate divider fell down, her screams shocked the whole cave and then her hand took the dress. How do you fall to the ground?

A slow smile spread across his face. “Did your stomach just announce its approval?” I glared at him. “It did not.” His eyebrow lifted. “Selene.” “Maybe a little.” He chuckled. “I find it comforting that even your stomach has decided it trusts me.” I tried not to smile. I failed. More dishes continued arriving. Fresh fruit filled a large silver platter, but unlike anything I had ever seen before. Bright red berries larger than strawberries. Golden fruit shaped almost like flowers. Small purple fruits with strange markings.