A Love Yet To Bloom Novels & Stories

She made a kiss face before shutting off the camera. I exhaled, looking up at Zac. "We're going to be good at this, right?" "That's just it," Zac grinned at me. "You're the love of my life, Bloom." - The End

I didn't need this shit so early in the morning. "Mm... you seen the little Blossom yet?" Tyler laughed. Fuck sake. Blossom was a girl from the Blood Moon pack, her father was their former Alpha and her brother had taken over 4 years ago when he was 21. She was small, and sweet. Her hair was always tied up in a ribbon and she was always reading... or doing work. She never really spoke to anyone. I'd only ever seen her with two people. And I had to admit, I'd had a crush on her as soon as I'd laid eyes on her. But I always felt guilty in the back of my head.

The spring blooms, I know for sure, The trails we can both endure, Separating is not the end, It is just the start to attend, It will be worth the wait in the end. The spring blooms, The summer shines, The autumn holds, The winter colds, But my love for you still holds.

Mayhap like a flower that took its time to bloom. It began with a handful counts of naïvely stealing glances, just ever so swiftly, as he radiated like an ethereal rainbow only to be seen once in a decade, she knew she could not afford to miss, to spending every minute of every day wishing she could have more. Perhaps just a little more of everything-that they could somehow be more of what they were. And like a flower that must grow through dirt, soon enough, silently admiring him from a distance became a double-edged sword. Staying in the shadows made her heart bloom, yet at the same time, bruised.

~I wish love was perfect as love itself I wish all my weaknesses could be hidden I grew a flower that can’t be bloomed in a dream that can’t come true~ -(BTS) Fake Love ------ -------- ------ ----- -------- ---- Stefanos: Three months later: I was watching Xenia go over the meadow picking out flowers, claiming she wanted to make more flower crowns for the little kids at the market place, but I had a brief idea for what she was taking those.

The flower would only grow if there were love from both people whose souls were bound. If one of them refused, the flower would not grow—or might even turn to ash if the bond between them had been severed. Eira took a little water and watered it. Her hope in Kael’s love had long since faded, but for some reason, she wanted to see what it would look like if the flower bloomed under the brilliant light of the full moon. “Do you still remember home?” Kael stood there, already wearing his pajamas and with his arms crossed, greeting Eira upon her return.

"Though, if that's how I can make up then let's make a deal. " "What deal?" "Don't marry me, " he began, bringing my attention, " All You have to do is to stay with me for three months during this time, you have time to know me better and fall in love with me." My mouth slightly opened, as I looked at him, stunned with a chuckle, "I can't love you even if you give me the next three lives, "

Vivian sat alone in the shadowed corner of the bar, watching strangers drift beneath the amber glow of the lights. She could not believe she had actually fallen for a rumor. “The real reason the Hayes and Carter families postponed the wedding? Sebastian’s ex was kidnapped. He’d rather call off the marriage than leave her to die.” One reckless sentence was all it took for her to book the first flight to Harbor City. Sebastian was the untouchable heir everyone admired—a fixture on the covers of financial magazines and the polished businessman delivering keynote speeches at charity galas. What could a man like him possibly be doing in a place like this? Vivian shook her head, set down her g

Blossom drops her chin, giving my face a heavy, knowing look that speaks a thousand unspoken words about my own empty bed. My brain knows exactly what her thoughts are hinting at, and my red lips tease her right back. “Your mind cannot judge the health of the entire dark forest based on one withered, broken sapling, Blossom. Love and wild heat can still be a beautiful thing between two beasts.” “Nope, it is not common love that has to be beautiful—it is the raw, fated heat that counts,” Blossom counters with a sharp wink. “There is plenty of fake, plastic heat floating around these city bars.”

Xylia asked as she lay it across her lap. “You will find out from your mother. If I don’t tell you.” Ehlark looked into her eyes and could feel himself getting lost in them. “The legend tells…” The woman who is gifted the Lilith Lotus flower will find her love. When it blooms, it will show her the way to her one true love. That love will hold her heart. It will only bloom when that love is true. If that love is false, the bloom with wilt and dies. The woman will never find love again. This woman has a choice of loves and has to pick the true love; the flower will help by blooming when her love is with her.