Bloody Flowers Novels & Stories

Many beauties enter the palace. They all add up to the endless struggle for power and love of the king. When Ezra Azzar becomes part of the imperial harem he only imagines a quiet life serving alongside the king. But, everything changes when the king sets his eyes on her and with it, the jealousy of the concubines and even the queen. After several defeats and eventual fortunes, Azzar discovers that the only way to stay alive is to gain more and more power. Love seemed not to be an option, but eventually she ends up falling in love with the king. Yet the betrayals and conspiracies within the harem will cast doubt on their feelings. She will have to decide between love and power. But... And if love is not enough? There are many beauties of the king. Beautiful flowers at dawn but withered when it gets dark.

My fiance told me, "When you grow flowers more colorful than Dimonous roses, we'll get married in a rose garden." With that as my goal, I worked day and night to care for the roses. Until one day when his first love said she wanted to see a rain of roses, my fiance shoveled 50 acres of my roses to make her smile. "Jeffrey, will Audrey be mad at us?" Jeffrey took out a ten-karat diamond ring from his pocket and knelt on one knee. "It doesn't matter. The only person I love is you." Pain pierced my heart. I called home, "Dad, if I break up with him, is the offer still open? Can I still inherit the family fortune?"

Her voice enchants them, and her touch, it steals the very life out of them. Thea's only option is to take a vow of silence so the kills stop and her bloody hands have a chance to wash clean.Things can't be so easy for her. Innocent children are taken and their lives threatened by the very people that tortured herself and her sisters.Thea's only recourse is to embrace the darkness inside and unleash her vengeance.After all, a siren's song isn't her only weapon.

Lisa Wood never wanted this—a forced marriage to Jackson Kane, the ruthless enforcer from her father's rival MC. One union to end a bloody war, one vow sealing their fate. He's her enemy, all danger and dark eyes. She's his unwilling queen, fire wrapped in leather. But hatred burns hot, and soon their battles shift from boardroom to bedroom. In a world of loyalty and lies, can two warring hearts find love—or will betrayal destroy them both?

On the day my dad, the Don of the Capone family, comes to the orphanage to take me home, I show up in a tactical helmet and a bulletproof vest. "I'm not going home with you. You're definitely doing this to trick me into getting married to a perverted old geezer in a marriage alliance. I bet my adopted sister has made preparations to start fake-crying anytime by loading up on her eyedrops." My dad is amused, to say the least. "Why would any of that happen? Silvia is nothing but welcoming you to our home! Also, our family isn't a lowly organization that deals with human trafficking." But I refuse to believe my dad at all. On the way home, I keep typing something on my phone. My mom, the Donna, leans over curiously. "Are you writing a diary entry?" "Nope. I'm writing tips on 'How to Survive the Mafia.'" 1) My food will definitely be poisoned. 2) If I get close to a staircase, I'll definitely get pushed down the stairs. 3) I'll get framed for something that I've never done before. My parents swear to me that none of the things I've written will ever happen. They tell me that my adopted sister, Silvia Capone, has a great personality, and things are amicable in the family. However, everything changes when Silvia brings me a glass of juice before lunchtime and insists on watching me drink it. Instead, I dump the juice into a nearby vase of flowers. Just as my parents are about to scold me for wasting the juice, smoke begins drifting from the flowers inside the vase. Then, they start wilting rapidly. I calmly leave a bright red checkmark behind the "poison" tip. As my parents stare at the dead flowers, they can feel color draining from their faces. "You should send the juice to a chem lab for analysis."

She's broken. The father she loved and the city she calls home broke her and there are no pills or injections that can heal her. Her blood calls for blood. Her abusive father had paid for it first and it cost him his life. It's Brakstone City's turn. Revenge has never been this bloody sweet. ••• READERS SHOULD BE 18 YEARS OLD AND ABOVE • STRONG LANGUAGE • MATURE SEXUAL CONTENT •GORE SCENES AHEAD READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

To Ginevra Matteo, daughter of one of the most powerful mafia Dons in Italy, the timid sixteen year old who had asked her out on Valentine's ten years ago was just another one of the casualties that her father had gotten rid of, and was nothing but a distant memory. Fate has more than one surprise for her when her father's cartel starts to face issues, and her father decides to join alliances with the most powerful mafia group in Italy, Brave Hearts, by getting her married to the Godfather. The Godfather, Leone Luciano, the same boy who had stood before her with flowers, now stood before her, sporting a gun, a wicked smile and even more wicked intentions, and he was by no means the sixteen year-old she once knew.

People said the five years I spent with Chase Sean had witnessed my unrequited love for him.By the reservoir, he casually threw my bag into the water.He joked, "If Evelyn Thea has the courage to jump in and retrieve the bag for me, I'll admit her as my girlfriend."He didn't expect that I would actually jump.In that instant, a rare panic flashed across his eyes.Later, I resurfaced from the reservoir with bloody thighs, clutching a broken bracelet.It was a gift from Chase...

Annabelle stares at Richard in his kingly attire. She walks down the Royal rug, grasping her colourful bridal flowers. Was she thinking straight?. She was getting married to the son of her parents murderer, the king. Well she had her plans. " It was a bloody one. An eye for an eye A tooth for a tooth Blood for blood MY PEOPLE FOR YOUR PEOPLE" but she loved him, she loved the son of her parents murderer. Well time shall tell if her vengeance will be consumed by love. ******* Love and Vengeance.

The day I won the championship in the pro gaming league, my girlfriend, Nina Vale, said she was coming to bring me flowers. Standing on the awards stage, I pulled the ring from my pocket, thrilled and ready to propose to her in front of everyone. However, instead of handing the bouquet to me, she turned and placed the flowers into the hands of her childhood friend, Rowan Cross, who was standing beside me. The pairing of a handsome man and a beautiful woman sent countless fans across the internet into a frenzy, enthusiastically shipping them together and congratulating them. Rowan’s fans tagged me and mocked, "Classic simp. Seven years of licking boots, and you still end up with nothing. Did you congratulate Rowan and Nina yet?" I replied calmly, "Respect and blessings. Enjoy being locked in forever."