Bloom & Prosper Candle Novels & Stories

“I don’t need it anymore.” He didn’t flinch. “Then I’ll give you something else instead. You paid. It would be wrong, against my nature, to let you leave with nothing of equal worth.” I exhaled a frustrated sigh and walked back to the counter, arms crossed. He placed two objects gently before me: a short, unlit candle and a wilting white flower. He gestured to the candle. “This is a demon-detection candle. It flares blue in the presence of evil.”

“These look wonderful.” “Thanks! I’m really excited to hear what you think,” I said, guiding them to the table. “Jessica was supposed to be here too, but she got a call she couldn’t miss.” “No problem,” Emma replied, lifting the bottle of Resilience Bloom and inhaling deeply. “This is amazing. It’s like… like a burst of grit and power captured in a scent.” Fiona nodded as she picked up Creative Spirit. “And this one is so vibrant and lively. It’s perfect for the exhibition.”

I smiled at her and she nodded with a smile before leaving me. I just look at the candles in front of me. This is what they look like? It looks like this are the one that you will use for a massage, huh? I didn't expect that these has a lot of different flavors? There is jasmine, pumpkin, lavender, vanilla, cinnamon, peppermint, and ginger. “Aphrodisiac scented candles,” I read in the product I was holding right now. "Okay, I'm just going to choose this," I said and brought my chosen flavor to the counter.

I gasped, staring at the massive boxes. “Not enough,” he muttered, tearing into the first one. I limped over, glancing inside at an array of bright pink candles in every size. Bending down, I plucked one from the packaging, turning it over in my hand. My eyes watered as I stared at the label. It was glittery and covered in an intricate design of roses in shades of peaches and pinks. “The Perfect Mate,” I whispered, reading what he’d named the candle. Plucking the gemstone studded lid from the candle, I inhaled, gasping at the beautiful fruity-floral scent inside, “Is this really what I smell like?”

The soft, flickering light of the candles cast a warm glow over the room, and the soothing scent made me feel instantly calmer. The bathroom was a haven of tranquility, dimly lit by the soft glow of candles placed strategically around the space. Their warm light danced off the polished marble tiles, casting flickering patterns on the walls. The air was infused with the calming scent of lavender and chamomile, a soothing mixture that instantly eased the tension in my chest. Steam rose from the bath, its surface shimmering like liquid silk.

“Guys…this feels legit. Like…witchcraft legit.” Sky beamed. “Thank you. I pride myself on authenticity.” Charlie sighed. Loudly. “These candles are eighty percent wax and twenty percent chemical fragrance. The only spirit you’re calling is Bath & Body Works.” Sky ignored him and crouched beside the candles, lifting her hands like some medium. “Who wants to join the circle?” she asked. Half the room practically trampled each other trying to volunteer. Tyler, the eternally doomed lunch-money thief, was shoved forward first.

Rhodes did the same, training his eyes all throughout the rocky surfaces, scanning them for clues. He let out a breathy bark, beckoning me over to a small inlay towards the back of the cave. It was tiny, no more than an inch big, but the unmistakeable flame symbol was etched into the stone. Alpha stared digging with his paws at the ground under the symbol, but I cast my eyes upwards, seeing another inset around 6 feet above us.

When Connor got home, Suri was by the window, showing Logan her sketches. They were leaned in close as she pointed at the page. "Here, I'm thinking of adding a small garden—with different kinds of roses..." The word 'roses' made something flicker behind her eyes. Logan caught it instantly. He glanced at her profile, softening. "How about sunflowers instead? They're all about facing life with warmth and hope." "Really?" Suri looked up, locking eyes with him.

He lowered the window pane and looked at his lady love. She was murmuring Hanuman chalisa (a sacred hymn of Hanuman, a Hindu god believed to be immortal and gives protection to the ones who remembers him in the time of problem and misery) and moving slowly and was actually bribing god to help her out today and then she will take care of her car from next day.... Rudra chuckled and that was when Sakshi stopped with her murmuring and looked sideways.... She was stunned to see him in front of herself....

"There would, of course, be an end. There should be a beginning and an end, just as in a storey. The conclusion will be positive, joyful, and free of problems.” As everyone agrees, saving lives in the conflict between life and death is a simple method to show compassion for the world of man. Beautiful, alluring, and compelling flowers must flourish in the rift for everyone to be moved by their beauty. The international team ends up content since Nancy gives everyone a bed of their own in her home in Susanville Hamlet that night. “Naomi and Kim exclaimed excitedly, "Tomorrow, we will bring you to my house in Chicago, then to Japan, Korea, and China. With my jet plane.," as they wanted Nancy a