Apple Bloom Novelas e Histórias

“Do you smell it?” My frown deepened. “What nonsense are you blabbering about? Have you lost your mind?” He turned his head away from me, doing that weird sniffing thing. “The whole palace needs to be rid of moonveil blossom.” Moonveil blossom. There was nothing like that planted anywhere on my grounds. “I think you have officially lost it and you better pray to the goddess that I don’t lose my shit.” “Who put this flower here?” He motioned to the discard bouquet. “Whoever put this here is bathed in the moonveil blossom.”

He was so close I could smell expensive tobacco, rain, and a raw, heavy musk that made my pulse hammer in my throat. "I'm Franco," he murmured, his gaze dropping to my mouth. "And I think Lyle just made the biggest mistake of his pathetic life. He thinks he broke you. I think he just let you off the leash." The heat radiating off his body was a physical weight. I had just lost my husband, but standing this close to Franco, the only thing I felt was a sudden, violent ache between my thighs. He held out a heavy, matte black invitation. "The Apex Bloom. It's a survival game for the elite. The prize is a billion pounds. But it doesn't reward beauty, Lolita. It rewards the hunger of a woman who h

March passed into a bright April. The Garden of the Voss House turned into a sea of colours – yellow scars, purple crocuses, pink and white magnolien blossoms and the first delicate apple blossoms on the big tree. The air was filled with the sum of bees and the scent of fresh earth. On a sunny Saturday morning the whole family rose early. Alexander had decided to make the day a “spring awakening day”. Together they planted new flower beds, cut back the roses and built a new

Zara’s POV By the first week of May, the frost had completely surrendered to the Ramapo spring. The ridge turned a fierce, brilliant green as the mountain laurels bloomed across the rock faces, and the sweet, heavy scent of apple blossoms drifted through the open kitchen windows from dawn until sunset. There was a rhythm to this life now—a slow, unhurried pulse that had replaced the sharp, adrenaline-laced vigilance of the past decade.

To see the legendary fruit right in front of him caused an enraptured and relieved smile to form on his lips. “You’re saved, Faye,” he cooed, his grin blossoming into one that echoed a mirthful child’s. He watched as the flowers and greenery surrounding the fruit withered and shriveled, until all there was left was the Ambrosia Fruit and its odd, colorful resplendence. It glimmered and dazzled in glorious radiance, puzzling its onlookers with the nagging feeling that it was more than just a fruit and more of an actual, sapient lifeform.

Alex was looking at me with such intensity that I had to take a deep breath to compose myself. "You're blushing,” he whispered as he got closer to me, "What are you thinking?" "That my period is about to come." "Well, you do know how to damage a good moment,” he said backing away with a grimace on his face, "Abigail, the killer of special moments." “It's that I felt something in my belly and...” "It's not your period, little one." “No?” "No, it's something stronger and more sensitive your body is screaming at you."

Their eyes held a smoldering gaze and their features had anything but harshness. Leonard Knight and Alex Knight. The Knight brothers. "Brother, what about today's hunt?" "We would be going but there is....." Leonard stopped replying to his younger brother Alex's question when a strange smell hit his nostrils. Without wasting a single moment he ran in the direction from where the unique smell was coming. It was more like lavender yet it can not be completely taken as that. "Brother, what's wrong?" Alex growled a little while following his brother's footsteps with equivalent speed. Even though both found it weird to smell such things they couldn't stop themselves from rushing toward the source

He had to carry every item back to the car and not only place them order but make sure they were in good shape for his mother will have his head if anything should go wrong with the precious items she had bought for her daughter-in-law. As used the elevator to the 3 floor, arielle saw a glimpse of Anabel just shifted it at the back of her mind, she was aware they were out shopping for her wedding as well, and she did not want to get entangled with her. Her legs hurt from all the walking and trying of clothes and shoes but the look on Mrs. Alpphia’s face was enough to let her know they were very far from over. She noticed the newly launched Blossom shop, blossom has not had any shops in the p

‘Oh brother,’ "Earnest, your mate is—" "I'm back!!!" Apple shrieked, announcing herself. I turned my head to look at her and she was now wearing a chef hat, an apron, and carrying a basket of fresh, hot bread. "I thought I smelt something delicious. I love honeysuckle, raspberry and buttercream, and I smelt them all in one go! I was so excited and went to find it but turns out the grannies only had fresh bread," she said, never raising her gaze from the basket while Earnest had turned into a statue in front of me.

Alex's smile became brighter and brighter, and Ashly was so irritated, leaning against the door and looking at the person in front of it amusedly, "What the hell is going to happen?" "Alright," Seeing Ashly's helplessness to allow himself, Alex couldn't help holding out one hand to hold the opponent; his little finger hooked lightly, indicating that he would take it when he saw it, and he took out the left hand that had been hidden from behind. "Let's go on a date today, baby." The sunshine at ten o'clock in the morning was just right, and a bunch of bouquets appeared in front of Ashly. It is not a gorgeous everlasting rose, nor is it a romantic rose with strong affection. The light, vibrant