Strawberry Astronaut Novels & Stories

“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?"

I will make you comfortable After she finished speaking, she took out a few fruits from her luggage, and stumblingly introduced them to the sub personality. "This is called Starburst Fruit, Sister A said, the little rabbit likes to eat this kind of fruit the most, tried a few, just bite it hard, 50 juicy and delicious"

Looks like he should be a star. Edward quickly deduced the identity of the other party in his heart, after all, according to this woman's dress of being fully armed and even blocking her eyes under the brim of her hat, if she is not a star, then she can only be a wanted criminal. "Then you can make me a few more pieces, and I'll pack up all the ones that came out of the oven at one time." "I'm sorry ma'am, Strawberry Napoleon is a limited product in the store, and you can't add it, if you want to buy it, you can only wait until tomorrow."

Ava had been looking for a way to escape, but it felt like Gabe’s eyes were on her the whole time, watching her every move. “Try this,” Gabe said, pushing a bowl of strawberries toward her. “You’ll love it. They were brought straight from the farm.” Ava forced a smile, her hands fidgeting with the edge of the tablecloth. “No thanks, I’m fine. I’m already full.” “Come on, I insist,” Gabe replied. “Just one. Trust me, you’ll love it.”

I immediately harvest those strawberries 'till my basket is full and marched out of this small fence where Skye is standing under the big cotton tree. "I think this is already enough right?" I inquired and he just nod. Aunt Ciara and Sergeant will pay a visit to their friend in the near village so they asked us to harvest some strawberries and grapes for their friends, which is I think her favorite fruits. Skye and I got even closer to each other and visited each other's house like family. But one thing I still didn't do and now I must need to check is his room, cause he'd been refusing to let me sleep or even get inside his room even just for a second which makes me wonder that there's some

Sophia said, tightening her arms around him. Tornado smiles hugging her back. *** Megan sighs anticipating whether to enter Jupiter's room or not. She heard she had woken up already and wanted to apologize to her. "Jupiter loves strawberries, she can go crazy for it" Jacqueline's voice echoes in her ear. Megan sighed and looked at the fresh red strawberries in the tray she was holding, and entered the room "Who're you?" Jupiter asked, since Megan was backing her. Megan turns to face her.

The strawberries become more than just a treat—they symbolize a fleeting escape and a small source of joy amid the CEO's mountain of workloads. Dean teases Kaitlyn about her treats, asking for a bite. To his surprise, she stands up, takes the strawberry pudding, and offers him a taste. Caught off guard, Dean accepts, and a playful moment unfolds. The room fills with laughter, temporarily lightening the weight of their complicated history. The shared sweetness becomes a symbol of connection, bridging the gaps between them. Dean wipes a bit of pudding from Kaitlyn's lips, realizing these simple moments of joy are the first he's ever had with Kaitlyn.

Coincidentally, the vending machine was plastered with a fruit character called ‘strawberry very,’ and they were even selling a drink with what appeared to be strawberry very, a yellow hamster, drawn together with a strawberry. “Strawberry very. Looks yummy…” The kid drooled and sparkled their eyes. In the end, I sighed, then jumped to press the button and got them a drink. “Wow! It’s very Strawberry!” “Brother is buying it for you.” “Thank you, brother!” They gave a deep bow and almost toppled forward from the weight shift, which I barely prevented by throwing my whole body to catch them. Even though they almost got hurt, the kid giggled happily again, then struggled with a reddened face be