Romans & histoires A Flowery Path For The Devastated Male Lead

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.

"Host I'm Sorry. I made a mistake while transferring the plot and it was also in this way that the female lead helped the male lead return to normal." "So not only did she kill Zombies and take their Nucleus. She also let him drink the blood of most Humans?" Rose sighed feeling that the female lead was indeed Ruthless But it is good to be ruthless, at least in that way no one would threaten your life. "Host! You should stop worrying about others and worry about yourself more" AI3 reminded her as Rose glanced at the nails that were extremely long and black. And her teeth that wants to pop out from her mouth.

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.

No Matter where I go, this kind of generic situations will always happened, perhaps it was this world hidden world, but for me, this is something that I don’t abide to nor even wanted to follow. “..Flowers?..What is…AARRGGHHHHH!!!…My hand!!..”. (Eric) In the midst of his crucial dialogues, all of a sudden, the entire area as far as he can sees, the entire area were suddenly filled with a pretty falling flower petals, without even realizing and comprehend what happened, the gloomy snow filled city, suddenly changed to a beautiful flower field, even him can’t help but got distracted, as he reached his hand to touched the falling flower petals, as soon as his hand touched the petals, the petal

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 replies because at the end of the day, she really is good. They both start going, and decide to use a bush path. John holds Malisha’s hand, and she smiles at him even though she can’t help feeling slightly guilty. Why is she feeling like she is doing anything wrong, when she isn’t? They are walking hand in hand, and they pause when Grayson is in front of them. His eyes are pure gold, and it is obvious his wolf is controlling him now. “Remove. Your. Hand. From. My. Mate,” he says directing his attention to John.

He fumbled the papers out of his pocket and shoved them at Marcus before bolted toward the service entrance. Sion didn't watch him go. He turned to the room, raising his glass. "To the future Mrs. Wagner. A woman who knows that some mistakes are worth paying for—and some people aren't worth the paper they're printed on." The applause was hesitant at first, then thunderous. They had won the battle, but as Sion led Lilia toward the balcony for air, she saw the look on his face. It wasn't triumph. It was something darker. "You're mad," she said as they reached the cool night air.