Strawberry Astronaut Novels & Stories

"The breakfast was just perfect, Miss Kingsley." "What are you doing?" She swirls on the chair and faces me, just swallowing the bite. "Did you know that strawberries are an aphrodisiac?" "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't," she purrs. "I believe the choice of filling was fully intentional." "Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't," she throws me throws me a naughty wink. What a little troublemaker. I take one last step and cut the distance between us, nestling between her spread legs.

Ryan said, winking at me. Would he keep my secret about my dress stains? I had to imagine he wouldn’t. But then again, they said they weren’t friends before finding me. They seemed to be now. I just had too many questions. Nate carefully laid me down on the blanket and went to work getting out some strawberries. My favorite! Of course I … usually ate them with chocolate frosting. Or whipped cream at least. I supposed I couldn’t do that anymore. “Allow me,” Nate said, bringing it to my mouth.

I looked at her. "Come on, why would I lie?” she asked and I took a sip. At that moment, I even forgot that I wasn't someone who loved strawberries. " Scarlett, you didn't,” Zoe said, looking at me in disbelief. "What?!” I looked at her confused. " You just consumed strawberries for the first time. It's not like you to do that unless…. unless you're pregnant,” she said and I tried to deny. “You're kidding right?" I lifted my brows.

She nodded, squinting her eyes for a better look. Did she have to look beautiful when doing everything? “What do you think that is?” I dropped my hand. “The farm produces wheat, corn, strawberries. A lot of things. So I am not sure. Strawberries maybe?” She looked at me again, and I laughed this time. “What?” She asked, offended by my laughter. “No Princippessa. That is not strawberry. And this farm produces more than THAT.” I said staring right into her eyes. “That is coca.” I let the information sink in, but she just stared back blankly, waiting for me to explain.

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"I washed the strawberries. Should I remove the leaves? It'll make it easier for Merida to eat." "Sure, that's fine." Elara responded softly, and Lesley began plucking the green leaves off the strawberries from the plastic bag. Every now and then, she fed a strawberry to Elara. "Is it sweet?" Elara ate the strawberry, and her eyes curved like the reflection of the moon on a lake. "It's sweet and tart. Let Merida eat the oranges first. If she eats the strawberries first, the oranges will taste bland to her." At that moment, Harvey felt a metallic taste rise in his throat, the pain in his chest lingering after his sparring session with Merida.

" Oh! Sorry! I didn't notice. I was preparing strawberries for Young Master Kai. Must have put one here! I will take it away -!" Since she doesn't like strawberries, everyone avoids mixing strawberries in her smoothie or fruit salad. " Leave it!" She says, calmly, before extending her hand to grab the bowl. " Will it be okay? you don't like -!" Lucy releases a sigh when Gwen eats the strawberry first. Unlike usual days, she seems to like strawberries. " Shall I bring some more?" Gwen looks at the bowl and then Lucy. " Is there any strawberry available in that greenhouse?" " Yeah! If Lady wants, I can -!"

"Strawberry juice? Why is there so much of it?" "Yes. Strawberry juice," the staffer replied coldly. "I want some. I’d like to try it," Tom said, testing them. The staff member’s eyes flashed with a sudden, sharp anger, glaring at the two officers as if he wanted to tear them apart right then and there.

As they got engrossed in baking and packaging while making small gist here and there, a lady with the skin of polished bronze walked through the door with a small smile. As the lady neared her, Astra could smell a very distinct scent about her and she scrunched her face in confusion while looking at the lady. When the lady finally stood in front of her, the counter acting as a barrier between them, Astra could confirm the strawberry scent coming from her. Was she...? "Hello, good morning, are you Halley?" It seemed the woman could also smell her cardamom scent because her eyes flashed for a second before going back to normal.

“Alph…I mean Mr. Petrov, it’s Dr. Lee.” “We are in the game room Dr. Lee,” Mr. Petrov replies. I try to sit up as Mr. Petrov explains to the doctor what happened. “My dear, it sounds as though you are allergic to strawberries. I take it you have never had one before?” I shake my head no.