Strawberry Astronaut Novels & Stories

Cherry had relied on Zein so much that all the man's wishes she tried to live up to. "Okay, I will. But you have to promise not to leave me," Cherry said that Zein answered only with a brief nod. After the deal, Zein took something out of her pant pocket and gave it to Cherry. "What's this?" Asked Cherry astonished. "It's an abortion drug. You take it," Zein said as he handed mineral water to her. "Now? But I haven't eaten anything since yesterday." "It's okay, it's safe to eat before eating. When you have drunk it, we'll eat out then." How happy Cherry was when Zein asked her to eat out. Immediately, she took one of the pills and swallowed it.

Joaquin teased, grinning at her. It was obvious that Joaquin had no idea what was going on. Astrid didn't know that Darius would be out on a business trip. She wasn't sure if she missed him or not, but she didn't want to think about it. “Hello?” Joaquin snapped his fingers in front of her face. Sky returned, placing her plate of toast and a porcelain cup filled with creamy yoghurt and strawberries on top. Astrid didn't like strawberries, but she decided against talking about it. “Thanks.” She smiled at Sky.

"Don't underestimate him just because he's struggling. Mars is going to be a powerhouse one day. When he’s a top-tier strategist, you’ll be the one laughing with a brilliant mate on your arm." I packed everything I owned into two bags. I even scrubbed the master suite one last time before picking up the strawberries from the hall, one by one, and placing them in the cold-box. Even if they weren't for me, it felt like a sin to let them rot. Standing before the fridge, I looked at the sea of crimson fruit. On a sudden, defiant whim, I took one and bit into it. It was heart-breakingly sweet.

The chewy strawberries were small cone shaped strawberry bits propped on sticks, placed in rows and Sreya was already in love just looking at them. Lifting a stick she pulled a mini strawberry into her mouth and didn't regret it, Xaver on the other hand was yet to take a bite. He'd barely even touched the first. Swallowing the berry she'd taken into her mouth, she spoke, "Someone's not hungry". Xaver's lip curled upward into a smirk, the intensity of his gaze sharpening as his eyes swept down to her mouth for a moment before lifting to meet her eyes, "I'm eye-fed".

It was like a midlife woman stumbling into a grocery store clearance sale. She had never had access to so many fresh, untouched fruits in her life and definitely not for free. “Strawberries! These look better than store ones,” she exclaimed. Then her eyes landed on something round and green. “A watermelon! oh my God, it’s so big!” She laughed, lifting it carefully into the basket. Adrian barely managed to keep up. He was carrying one full basket already, and Lucia’s second one was nearing the brim. She was in her own world, and he didn’t interrupt. It was the happiest she had looked in days.

Rhea POV “I prefer strawberries,” I said softly. It had been a while since I’d had any. Sarah’s eyes followed my gaze. “Go for it, then.” She shrugged. “Just don’t take too long. We have to head back in thirty minutes.” I nodded and started walking ahead, leaving them behind. It was just strawberries, after all. I only needed one, so I shouldn’t waste too much time. When I reached the bush, I crouched down and picked the ripest one I could find, then took a big bite.

“Don’t ask me. I’m naming a headache right now.” “Mine is called Speed Castle.” “Good.” “What’s yours?” “Bernadi.” He tilted his head. “Is that a person’s name?” Ah, hell. I went silent half a second too long. Then I grabbed a small bowl, put a few strawberries from the fridge into it, and set it in front of Aiden. “It’s the name of a problem.” Aiden picked up a strawberry. “I can hit it with my race car.” I smiled without meaning to, small and brief. “I know, baby.”

Strawberry. During their first year of marriage, Maeva had accidentally eaten a dessert with strawberry extract. She had broken out in severe hives, her throat swelling so rapidly they had to rush to the emergency room in the middle of the night. Kasen had vowed never to let a single strawberry near her again. He had to stop this. He had to show her he still cared, that he could protect her. "Wait—" Kasen began, his voice cutting through the quiet dining room. But Julian didn't let him finish. He didn't even turn around to look at him.

"Not sweet, too sour. Where did you buy strawberries?" Primrose deliberately caused trouble, pouted angrily, put down the plate, and glared at Joel. Joel was a little surprised, picked up the Primrose plate he had just put down, and put a piece of strawberry in his mouth. The sweet and sour taste is easy to eat, and the strawberry is also very fresh; it is the strawberry that Primrose normally loves. Does Primrose not like this taste? "I bought it at the store you like to eat at; don't you like it? Is is taste not good?"

He heads to the available booth and we all sit down. I swallow, bringing up my reaction for strawberries is something that makes me uncomfortable but I have to bring it up because these two, they can help me out. “I get a strong reaction in front of strawberries. Someone sent me a box of strawberry pastries in front of the media house yesterday, and I don’t know who sent it.” “So you want Leto and I to find out who sent it? It has to be someone you aren’t on good terms with, any enemies we should know about?”