Snow Snow Fruit Novels & Stories

"He made those clay dolls for me—one for him and one for me. We'd never be apart." She slowly closed her eyes, and blood stained my shirt collar. "Nathalie... if only I weren't such a fool." Her eyes shut, and her hands slipped from my neck. Then, there was only silence. All that was left in the howling snowstorm was the sound of my crying. … After the snowstorm passed, I made my way down the mountain alone, rushing straight to Riverton City. I got there just as Chester's engagement party was starting. Right when Chester was about to slip the ring on Rose's finger, I burst into the room. "Chester, Janet has passed away, and she sent me to give you a wedding present!"

The maid washed some of the grapes picked by Snow Cecy and put them on the table. "Please eat slowly, madam." The servants of the castle called Mrs. Snow Cecy. In their eyes, Terrence Edmin and Snow Cecy are now completely married, and they are only one wedding left. Snow Cecy took a grape and stuffed it into her mouth. After biting, the juice exploded between her lips and teeth, and her eyes lit up slightly. "What kind of fruit is this? It's delicious!" This kind of grape is not sweet to some greasy taste, but sweet with some sour and neutral, which makes people not tired at all.

His head turned to his shoulders, and snow began to fall. “This is Velidia, the Winter Region of Noyuh.” Winzi smiled proudly. “Wow!” he gasped. He surveyed the surroundings, and everything was covered in ice. Some trees were frozen, and others bathed in snow. A bluish plant spread out around, and their luminous violet flowers gave a bewitching vibe. “This is magical!” he exclaimed. A particular tree caught his attention, it bears a circular red fruit similar to a cherry, and the branches shielded by snow.

The words came out a little too fast and I realised I was smiling, my chin lifting a bit as pride sneaked in before I could stop it. Elena paused and looked at me over her shoulder, one brow lifting. “Are you bragging right now?” I made a small laugh. “Maybe a little.” She chuckled too, shaking her head as she opened the fridge, the light spilling out and revealing the neatly arranged shelves. Everything inside was organised and carefully stocked. There were bowls of cut fruits, small containers with labels, bottles of juice and milk lined up like soldiers, and what looked like prepared meals sealed and untouched. She reached in and took out a small bowl of fruit, setting it on the counter.

Alpha Gray sighed in awe. "How about this?" Nueva lifted her closed hand in the air, and when she opened it, a blue orb ignited, shining bright in her palm. Nueva threw the small sphere into the air, and it exploded like a firework, and a flurry of snow floated down around them. The tiny snowflakes landed on top of their heads and shoulders. "Now you are glowing too." Nueva giggled with an almost childlike sound. "Oh man, it's snowing!" A drunken voice slurred loudly from the front porch.

The flesh was pale, crisp, and astonishingly flavorful—sweet with a bright, almost lemony tang. "It tastes like sunshine and snow," Keila declared, juice on her chin. Emily gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. She looked from Keila to the apple to the ghost of her mother's handwriting in her mind. Jacob's favorite. 'Winter Banana.' Says it tastes like sunshine and snow.

Vivian and I each got a glass. “I made them fresh,” he said proudly. I sniffed it, braced myself, and took a sip. Sweet and tart blended perfectly. My eyes widened. “This is good.” Ronan’s chest puffed. “Knew it. Finally, a winner.” Vivian raised a brow. “What’s in it?” “Protein powder, oats, strawberries, bilberries, blackberries, and pineapple.” “Pineapple?” Vivian squinted at him. “That’s not a berry.”

Chloe asked "Snow. It seemed like the safest name on the list." He said through a grimace. "It's not bad, vanilla with a light mint taste. Kind of on the sweet side but not bad." He took a large sip and paused again to scrunch his face against the onslaught of another brain freeze. "Um... Did you read the warning?" She said while reading it over in the menu on their table. "Warning?" He asked between sips.

He then brought the basket to Elio, looking like an old man who just got back from the market. After he placed the basket on the coffee table. Elio took a closer look and saw the grapefruit-sized object inside it. It had an ugly grayish-black wrinkled exterior, and it smelled nauseating. A scorching heat emanated from it as if it had just emerged from an oven. Elio's eyes widened. "It’s a Scarletflame Fruit! It's a precious fruit that grows inside volcanos, and it takes at least a thousand years to grow to this size. Despite its looks, it’s a truly rare find!”

Three days later, Asher came back. He was holding an exquisite wooden box filled with Morning Dew Berries, my favorite fruit during the pregnancy. They were a rare variety that only grew deep in the mountains, each one priceless and incredibly difficult to harvest. "Aurora, I brought you your favorite berries," he said, his voice soft and tentative. It was a clear peace offering. "They're from the hundred-year-old tree, extra fresh." I glanced up at him, then went back to sorting through my files.