A Flowery Path For The Devastated Male Lead Novels & Stories

Trace in him the bewilderment as to think on what direction he will run again to get away from the forest I built. I quickly considered what I would do to teach him a lesson about what he was doing to make my head hurt. At the same moment that my eyes warmed, the flowers in the path shed light, as if showing the way he should go. He no longer hesitated and walked down the path lined with bright flowers. I quickly moved to another tree to have another look at him. He began running again in order to flee as quickly as possible. The flowers kept shining, guiding him as he walked with a little running. I moved to another tree to observe him once again.

Ignoring the whispers, he scooped plain water from the stream into his hands and poured it over the flower, startling the villagers who saw this as defiance of tradition. Yet, as he watered in droplets, the flower trembled and radiated a golden glow, and the first petal unfolded. “It’s blooming!” Someone cried. The flower blossomed; its golden petals unfolded one by one. Tiny buds sprouted across the grass, blossoming in harmony, their sweet pollen perfuming the air. The flower’s golden aura shimmered; its sharp, intricate petals too numerous for Sarang to count amid the excitement. At its heart, a soft light began to dissipate, revealing a small, precious stone nestled within.

Since Sei isn’t around anymore and it’s just a plan to make me confess, it’s a piece of cake ruining every company she owns. And that is how Theo Valencia is when he doesn’t get his way.

He threw a very attractive olive branch to her. "Play? Aren't you afraid of being punished" Rose raised her brows and asked. "Plot and Memory transfer " AI3 didn't say any more words and transferred the world's memory to her. Rose wanted to beat up the stupid system but the memory in her head hurts, so she can only sort it out first. The plot of this world is based on the plot of a billionaire CEO and his poor little wife. The Male lead of this world is a domineering CEO and the female lead is the poor little Heroine in need of money.

True to Cliff's words Hayden Dark is just too handsome and too hot for his own good. Flower happens to be a Beast from Dense cress who was traveling to Lane creek with some poisons which she usually sold and had stop by the old lady's ruin house to get some rest and a place to sleep. That day when Hayden arrived with his men, she had saw him already from the window and quickly walk into the old lady's room and poisoned her with a promise that she would give her the antidote if she pleaded with Hayden to take het with him. That was how Flower whose name was actually scarlet has her way into the life of Hayden dark.

Flora cried harder and harder which made Riccardo tightened his hold around her. “Stop crying, Ora. You will harm your health, piccola,” hearing her father, Flora slightly pulled back to look at her father but as soon as she did it, her glossy eyes met with that certain person who was standing behind her father and at the door. Flora went numb for a whole while when she looked into those silver hues of his which were filled with nothing but vulnerability, pain and helplessness. But this time, she herself was too lost to find him.

Everything he had given me, including the original gemstones he had gifted, were still in their places. Everything looked as if I had only gone on a short trip, yet he had a gut feeling that this time, he had truly been left all alone. "No. Selena, where are you?" he mumbled. He sat down in a daze, and his gaze finally landed on the coffee table. The words "Divorce Agreement" seemed to pierce his eyes like a dagger. Suddenly overcome with rage, he flipped the coffee table over with a violent sweep. The glass cup fell to the ground with a sharp, shattering sound.

Vernon had returned, looking exhausted. He was even holding a bouquet of fresh flowers. He walked toward me with no trace of guilt or remorse. "Avril, I brought you your favorite roses." Red roses represented sincere and passionate love. Right now, those flowers looked like a joke in Vernon's hands. I accepted the roses. Thinking that I was no longer angry, Vernon began to explain. "It's Peggy Cahill. She's been diagnosed with bone cancer. All she wants is to marry me.

She held out her hand to Damas, offering him forgiveness and the possibility of a new beginning. As the gathered Immortals and Lycans witnessed this pivotal moment, a glimmer of hope emerged. The journey toward unity and peace had taken its first step, but the shadows of power and resistance still loomed large. And so, as the dust settled and the sun began to set over Willow Creek, Fleur and Zeeb embraced, their love standing as a testament to the possibility of a better future. The challenges ahead were daunting, but with their unwavering commitment and the support of their allies, they were ready to face whatever trials awaited them.

Inessa aggressively wiped her face with the back of her palm and after throwing a last painful glance at him, she turned around and ran out from there as now she was feeling terrified not from him but from her own self. His gaze continued to gape at her retracting figure until it completely disappeared from his blank eyesight. He slowly trailed his eyes down towards the place she was standing and saw that white iris flower, completely ruined laying on the muddy floor. He bent on his knees and then took that flower in his palm. His eyes roamed over those withered petals of that flower and his lips finally parted to utter that only name upon which every inch of his sanity had built up and torm