Ao3 Fleur Novels & Stories

His heart suddenly clenched with pain. Persephone cherished the streets of Flinge, particularly the unknown little colorful and vibrant flowers blooming by the roadside. She claimed these flowers were never seen in Centrolis. After confirming they were unattended, she secretly plucked a bunch and turned them into dried flowers. Each day, she would beam at the flowers with a bright smile.

Aurora's POV My mom wiped away a tear that slipped from her gorgeous chocolate brown eyes and then added, "She was a beacon of kindness and warmth. We'll miss her terribly." Flora was more than merely a beacon of kindness; she was a radiant force of compassion, generosity, and genuine care. Her benevolence extended beyond simple gestures, creating a palpable warmth that enveloped those fortunate enough to know her. Flora's innate ability to connect with others on a deep, empathetic level made her a source of solace and support, fostering an environment of love and understanding.

Leaving my dragon’s scent on her body. “You,” she breathed again. My thick finger trailed across her petals and onto her bud. “Your flower’s bud,” I whispered into her mouth. Tracing her bud down to her ‘core,’ I stuck my finger inside. “Your cavern.” Odessa’s breath hitched. I lined my shaft to her cavern, grazing her bud with the tip.

I leaned back on the sofa and stared at the ceiling, “So what… someone suddenly decided to ruin my life?” Haze shrugged, “Maybe someone who hates you.” “Or someone jealous of you,” Aeun added. I scoffed lightly, “Great. That narrows it down to half the art world.” Aeun suddenly straightened, “Wait.” Haze glanced at her. “What?” She looked straight at me. “What about Fleur?” I frowned. “Bryle’s ex-fiancée?” “Yes,” Aeun said. “You told me before she wasn’t exactly thrilled about Bryle choosing you.”

"The magic here is... it's alive." Suddenly, the forest opened up to reveal a hidden glade, a circular clearing bathed in a soft, ethereal light. At the center of the glade stood a single, enchanting Moonflower, its petals shimmering with a magical glow. The flower radiated a power that seemed to pulse with life, its light casting a mesmerizing aura over the entire glade.

She said it between kisses, melting into me like we were both streams of lava from the same volcano merging together. I knew what I had to offer, but women rarely complimented me, choosing to play it cool and feigning indifference as if that would capture my attention more than honesty. But Fleur wore her heart on her sleeve, told me her thoughts when she had them, didn’t play it cool at all—and that was fucking refreshing.

"Okay but, this isn't fair. You need to look on the bright side too, what about times that you want to live your life to the fullest?" I scoffed. "You are ridiculous". "Every time you feel like you want to live, promise me you'll put up a flower" Aarish said. "Oh shut up, I am not like you Mr square shooter, and I am not planning to change who I am and why would I?" "It’s only fair, you shouldn't be so dark, Li" He continued” and a butterfly with a flower is not lonely" he stopped. "And you didn't kill your brother" He said barely audible.

mocked Amélie after it was done. “Do you know what’s much more disgusting, Amélie?” said Flora crying “Surrender! It is not a pleasure that you need to survive! It is a purpose! Look at those two pitiful creatures. If you can die for Jade, can’t you live for them?!”

"Please make it clear to Mr. Khan that I shall leave when I please. — Don't worry , there won't be any problems. Thank you for changing your mind . You will not regret. Fleur would have liked to agree, but her intuition told her that madame was dead wrong. Fleur took off her sandals and dipped her toes in the mosaic pool of water scented with essence and jasmine. This luxury was unnecessary but charming, he thought. He closed his eyes and turned his face towards the sun. He loved feeling that heat on his skin, but he had to be careful because the sun was very strong.

“Alex, I hope you guys aren’t overworking her? How can she be your assistant and a designer at the same time?” Alex chuckled. “She’s standing right here. Why don’t you ask her yourself? You know I’m not a tyrant. She enjoys both roles.” His gaze slid back to me, eyes locking with mine. “Besides, Flora enjoys a lot of benefits from that arrangement. Don’t you, flower?” My heart plummeted straight to the floor. Did he just call me flower? In front of his mother and... and this woman, whoever she was to him? “Flower?” Freya repeated, her brows knitting together in curiosity.