Ao3 Fleur Mga Nobela at Kwento

She looked at Owen, he kissed her temple. “Everything will mend; don't let his actions wound you. He's oblivious to what he's forfeiting, and remorse will find him,” he whispered, revealing Fleur's unspoken conversations with him. Ava met Fleur's gaze, realizing the depth of her distraction. Fleur, her eyes reflecting disdain, declared, “My mate should never resemble him,” a mix of disappointment and heartbreak resonating in her words. "Was I zoned out that much? Ava muttered while toying with her fingers.

She tossed her bag onto the couch. With a gentle motion, Flora's hand moved to the zipper of her dress, slowly undoing it as she approached Andre. Andre licked his lips, understanding Flora's intentions. He couldn't resist a playful tease. "So, you're telling me you want my phallus on this hot afternoon?" he said, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Just shut your mouth and bury your daddy inside of me" Flora whispered softly. Andre gently embraced Flora, their breaths intertwining as he placed tender kisses along her neck.

That soft sensual movement soon took a turn of animalistic ones as heat once again spread all over their bodies, Gabriel's eyes shimmered with darkness and lust watching her breasts wobbling tremendously as she hastily let her folds be tormented by his massive rod. "Ahh!!" She loudly moaned feeling another wave of climax hitting her stomach, her pace unconsciously turned slower which wasn't approved by the greedy animal laying on the bed. Grabbing her hips in his large palms he turned her moans into low screams as he started thrusting in her like brute he is, Fleur held his shoulders dropping her upper body over his hard sweaty chest letting him devour her till his heart's content. Soon she

Then , lady June smiled and welcomed me to their garden. Their garden was full of sunflowers , it's like a field in the villages with dragonflies surrounding it . Their mansion was surrounded by Boston ivy ( a shrub plant) . It's marvelous . I love this cool atmosphere. Then , I saw a angel , that's ORKHIS ANEMONE , the villainess, she has a long , shiny , silky Black hair with her purple eyes sparkles whenever She's excited . her pink lips are fluffy , if I were a male lead , I'll be her slave .

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Flora screamed hysterically, shaking her head as tears flowed heavily, soaking the pillow. Arthur did not turn a deaf ear, but those whimpers instead became the fuse for the wrong passion in his alcohol-clouded brain. His dark eyes stared hungrily at Flora's two beautiful mounds, which rose and fell drastically from her racing breath. Without warning, Arthur forcefully yanked Flora's work skirt along with her underwear until they tore, leaving the girl's body stark naked beneath his power.

Third Person’s Perspective Morning light streamed gently into Flora’s room, soft and golden. The curtains swayed slightly with the breeze, and the faint chirping of birds outside filled the silence. Flora sat on the edge of her bed, her bare feet brushing the rug, still feeling the warmth of last night clinging to her skin. Her cheeks heated as her thoughts wandered back. She thought of Leo, of his hands, of the way his voice had grown softer when he whispered her name, of how close they had been, how she had given herself fully to him without hesitation.

he murmured, carrying her upstairs. In the mezzanine, he settled onto the edge of the bed with her straddling his lap. Desire flickered in his eyes, a silent plea he didn’t need to voice. She understood. Slowly, Flora Amor slipped off her dress, her skin flushed beneath his gaze. Dixal swallowed hard, his eyes devouring the curves revealed before him. She arched forward, guiding his head down, a gasp breaking from her lips as his mouth closed around her.

Miranda was right, this is what I needed, a change of scene. When I go back to my desk after lunch there’s a yellow orchid with a hand written note on my keyboard. I feel embarrassed. Obviously, it’s not for me, this is my first day, no one knows I’m here, the messenger probably made a mistake and now I’m going to have to look for the girl this was meant to. I read the note. Have a great first day, doll. Stefan. My heart skips a beat. The orchid is for me. I can’t help smiling. So Handsome Intruder is named Stefan. It’s nice to know. How did he guess orchids were my favorite kind of flowers?

"Her majesty, I saw her in the passage near the Falling River. She was seriously injured and there was a flower with her." "What flower?" Amnisty doesn't answer right away. She and the queen already talked about this situation but they need to do it again to inform Dealla. She sighs before answering. I hate repeating. "It's Peony." "Oh, what a nice flower and it's the favorite of our friend, Amnisty. Right?" "You're right, her majesty." "Since you don't remember your name, darling. How about I'll name you Peony? Is it fine with you?" The queen strokes some strands of Dealla's hair. She puts it behind her ear. The queen stares at Dealla’s face.