Ao3 Fleur Novels & Stories

Clay’s P.O.V Delicate. That was the only word that I could conjure up as I looked down at Flora on my bed. Her long red hair was sprawled across the cream white sheets like ripples of liquid silk. Her skin looked pale in the moonlight, but as I traced my fingers up her sides, I was struck anew with just how soft her skin was. Had I ever touched a skin quite as soft, as delicate as hers? I couldn’t remember and I realized with a start that I didn’t want to. The moonlight streamed in through the open windows and touched her skin, making it glow. It was like even the moon was her lover tonight.

I continue to do what brings me joy. However, Flora, who was still with Liam, could be seen giving him a lap dance. She positioned herself between his legs and bent slightly. Liam's hands were on both sides of her hips as she sluggishly grinded for him. She arched her back and stuck out her behind, then wiggled her buttocks more on his erected gorins. "Shit!" Liam groans because he has felt his body sexually aroused. He grabbed her soft, round mounds that were shielded in her lacy gown. He pressed it hard, feeling her hot and soft boobs.

Paige Colin’s words scared me. I felt like he was planning to run from me, much like I’ve been doing to him. I was sure that he would leave my room and go back to his girls in Aurora Flame. I heard stories about Aurora Flame girls. The Alpha gets his pick of them. Most of those stories were probably about his father, Charles. Colin tosses me on my bed and climbs in to wrap his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. His touch sends shockwaves through my skin. What the hell is wrong with me? My body craves his. Why am I keeping myself at arm's length? I know Colin isn’t Cory. Cory’s touch didn’t even turn me on, which is why we did nothing more than fool around. Colin only has to look at me

She melts against me, her hands resting on my chest. I roll her onto her back before pinning her hands above her head against the mattress. “You drive me crazy, Flower,” I whisper against her lips, my body pressing against hers. Her eyes lock with mine, filled with love and desire. “Good. Because you do the same to me, Mr. Alex Blackwood.” ***

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 beamed and said, “yes, I have talked to dad and he wants us to get married in the span of one month at most.” Rudra nodded and muttered, “fine, now please leave me alone. And for God’s sake, you are chief doctor and do some work.” Kiara moved out of the cabin and her minions instantly joined her tailing behind her. Rudra heaved a deep breath to control his anger that want to escape... he slumped in his chair and held his head in his hands. His gaze fell on the two frames on his table. One of his family with his three lovely angels and his father. His mother; Gayatri, his sister; Sanjana, and his grandmother. His lips curved into a small smile seeing them all smiling. But them his gaze fe

The plants became denser as he walked more until it opened up to something more beautiful. Gavin has not seen anything this beautiful in his life, except maybe the first time he saw Ainar’s wolf, but that’s a different conversation. There are so many flowers everywhere, even more than he already passed by. He slowly entered the area, eyes stuck on the purple flowers hanging all around. The sight of the flowers reminded him of the one Andrea talked about. Is this it? Was she pertaining to this? They are making some of sort of an arch, beautiful and breathtaking. Below it is a lone big stone, filled with more flowers, now in different kinds, they’re wilting, scattered below the stone, but it d

he said excitedly to the others. The one with black hair closed his eyes, covering the irises that were the same color as the night sky. “She’s here,” he said in a whisper. He turned to the other three, a grin on his face, and continued, “The Moonflower.”

Her steps slowed when she saw him—them, standing so close to each other that an accidental movement would make their lips meet. He looking into Rain's eyes with an expression Andrea had never seen before whenever he looked at her. His arm was around the girl’s waist and the other in between them...A red rose in both their grasps and blood dripping down from both their arms. Who was bleeding? She couldn’t tell. But she hated the sight in front of her, the fact that a man as powerful as Alexander wasn’t even aware of his surroundings just because of the bitch in front of him. They were both lost in their own little world.

The once sluggish and dry flowers suddenly blossomed into beautiful flowers and became even more beautiful as they grew together. That's why when Allen passed by their yard, he was surprised to see the blooming plants there. He could hardly remember where he buried the girl's ashes, even though they looked the same and were arranged differently. He was so angry that he hit the back of his head with his own hands and kicked the burn in front of him hard. There happened to be a housekeeper there who stumbled into the yard to clean. He called her and brought her closer to him. He asked what happened to the plants there and suddenly their arrangements changed. The assistant also answered him imm