Apple Bloom Cute Novels & Stories

Alexei's house was very large, though it was one storey. We arrived at a beautiful garden of roses and it was completely covered with glass and the most beautiful thing was that we could see outside through it as it was dark with the reflection of the moonlight I saw a small table in the middle of the garden, and he had put many kinds of food on it. Alexei took me to it and pulled the chair for me to sit on. I was amazed at the inconsistency of his behavior for this day. I sat on the chair while he sat across from me, we remained silent, and my stomach contracted due to hunger after inhaling the delicious smell of food

“What on earth has gotten into your brain, Blossom?!” Blossom puts on a choked, crying voice. “I just never thought… that these little wild rascals could scrub up so beautifully on the furs! Sniff, sniff. No, no, this won’t do for my screen. My hands need a selfie right now, my fingers need to blow up the digital network, I am gonna be the brightest star of the night!” Saying those fast words, her body cozies up to the three little tykes and her phone goes totally snap-happy, taking dozens of digital photos in rapid succession. Her fingers post four big updates back-to-back on the network grid.

The sound of footsteps stopped near where he was hiding. What Clever saw before he passed out was a slim silhouette. As he felt a very gentle touch from the shadow. And a very nice scent… so addictive. It’s like soothing all his pain. “Hey! Oh gosh, poor cutie.” She said with a soft voice. Clever has never thought he would end up like this: bathed and fed by a human who calls him Cutie. For Moon Goddess's sake, he is an Alpha! "How can I flee this horrible place? There seems to be no way! Er--" Mumbling, he is being caressed by her, and here comes the food he hates most.

The sound of the front door opening made us both turn. “Noah,” I whispered, sitting up a little straighter. He walked in, still wearing his work shirt, sleeves rolled up, phone in his hand. His eyes moved to Agatha’s bags, and one brow arched. “Someone’s been busy,” he said with a smile. Which was weird, Noah never smiled around Agatha, in fact he hated her. Agatha laughed, brushing him off. “Just a little reward for working so hard this week. A girl deserves to spoil herself once in a while.”

Chapter 27: I Trusted Her Before I Knew Her Name The sky hadn’t changed, but Aria had. She stood barefoot in the apartment, staring at the tenth bloom. It had pushed through the cracks in her ceiling like it was meant to be there. Its petals were long, curled, slick with some kind of dew that shimmered when she moved her head. Ten of them now. Ten different blooms. Ten different colors, shapes, textures — none of them natural, none of them replicable. Each of them pulsing, quietly alive.

MANY YEARS BEFORE Circe moved gracefully through the ancient orchard, the scent of ripe apples permeating the air. The boughs bowed under the weight of the luscious fruit, a vibrant tapestry of red and green against the backdrop of the enchanting woods. Her movements, though deliberate, carried a certain tenderness as she selected each apple with a careful touch. Little Liam, still in the early years of his life, trailed behind her with wide-eyed wonder. His tiny hands reached out in curiosity, eager to grasp the bounty that hung temptingly from the branches.

Cleo mumbled putting seven bloody red apples on the fruit basket. "I know you, I know your favorite fruit is apple, a shy type of a person, but you can be funny at times when you need to speak, I know that you are not the typical girl who has all the courage to start a conversation, but if you do, I know it'll make sense, I'll make sure it'll make sense, you can fit into a suitcase, think fast but never bother to solve any mathematical equation, you cook delicious breakfast but need the sun to be in the full show to do that because you're a morning person and you woke up in such an ungodly hour just to watch the sunrise on the apartment's window. You see. I know you." He laughed after he sai

Laughing, I pull my phone out to order a ride when I feel a gentle tap on my shoulder. Turning, Apple is standing there. She has taken off the apron and pulled down her hair so it cascades around her in a cloud, creating a rosy halo as the streetlight glows from behind her. "Do you still want to talk?" She smiles timidly, "About your offer?" 'Yes, Apple," I hold out my arm. "I'd like that very much."

An old woman was seen, spraying something on the petals, who seemed to be the owner of the flower stands. Alice stopped to look at the colorful cyclamens and heathers. She tucked her white hair behind her ears and took one flower. “They’re so beautiful.” Arth couldn’t help but smile, watching Alice smell the flower with her eyes closed. “Yeah … so beautiful.” Alice opened her eyes and turned to him with furrowed brows. As Arth realized what he’d just said, he immediately pointed to the flowers. “The … the flowers are beautiful, I mean.” Then he pretended looking at the displayed heathers on a basket.

Alex quickly and hurriedly rode his horse and ignored the heavy rain that faced them even though the heavy rain was not as bad as the previous rainstorm. "Alex! Stop over there! I think I saw those special flower bushes!" Amora said while pointing at the bushes where the flower was growing. "Ah, you're right, that's the flower we're looking for!" Alex then rode his horse right in front of the flower bushes while getting off his horse and Amora followed. Alex took his knife and started cutting the flower along with the stem. "Alex, be careful," Amora said softly to Alex who was cutting the flower stalk.