Bloom Sisters Novels & Stories

In the end, it was just my wishful thinking. A colleague nearby walked toward me. Once she noticed the resignation letter on my laptop, she was slightly taken aback. "Avril, you'll be promoted to director soon. Why are you resigning all of a sudden?" I smiled. "I'm getting married soon. When the time comes, I'll get a new job." My colleague, Lisa Fisher, congratulated me with a smile. "Lately, everyone at the office seems to be getting married. Last night, I saw Mr. Floyd's Instagram post. He's getting engaged!

I never fucking cry but the pain of my sister's death is too much to bear . My mum doesn't say anything but runs away from me and goes upstairs . I hear the door close shut and she releases a blood curdling scream. She wails loudly and I can hear her throwing things everywhere. "Fuck !" I whisper as my body slumps down on the ground . ****** Bloom pov I'm greeted with complete darkness as I wake up. My whole body feels like its on fire and I might just die .I can barely breathe because my head is covered in a black hood. I try to move my arms and legs but the metal cuffed around my skin stings me .

“He won't let me get away with it? I’m his girlfriend. Who are you?” “I’m not making it up! I really am his sister!” “His sister?” She bent down and patted my cheek. “You’re facing total ruin, and you’re still lying through your teeth. Damien told me himself that his sister is currently studying abroad. She goes to an Ivy League school and plays the piano and cello. Look at you. You don’t look like you’re a Fischer.” The two men took a step closer to me. With my back pressed flat against the wall, my fingernails dug desperately into the wooden grain of the cabinet door.

she pointed at a specific shoot, the tallest one, the first one, "is already Gerald Junior." "Gerald Junior," Ethan repeated. "After Gerald," Lily explained, in case this was unclear. "I understood the reference," Ethan said. "And this one…" she pointed to the second shoot, "is Steven Two, because of Steven the worm. Because they're friends." I looked at Ethan. "And this one," Lily continued, pointing to the third shoot, the smallest, the one that had come up last and was still finding its height, "is Maya." I stopped moving. "Because," Lily said,, "it was the last one to come and it's going to be the tallest. Ms. Park looked it up, late ones are always the tallest."

"I heard a rumour you’d gone soft. That you’d traded your masterpiece for a... domestic arrangement." Franco smiled, a sharp, incredibly cold expression. "I simply upgraded the management, Isabella. May I introduce my wife, Lolita. The new Sovereign of the Bloom."

I say. It's true though, with her 'as black as midnight' hair, her grey eyes and curvy body, Bloom is the definition of stunning but even though she tries to hide it, she is sometimes extremely self conscious. Chloe on the other hand could pass for a model. She is extremely tall and gracious. She has blond hair with green eyes and has that classical beauty all ladies want. What makes them the best though is their heart, and if Blake doesn't notice Bloom then it's his loss. We fall into a comfortable silence and I plug in my earphones. In case you haven't noticed, I love music.

I didn't need this shit so early in the morning. "Mm... you seen the little Blossom yet?" Tyler laughed. Fuck sake. Blossom was a girl from the Blood Moon pack, her father was their former Alpha and her brother had taken over 4 years ago when he was 21. She was small, and sweet. Her hair was always tied up in a ribbon and she was always reading... or doing work. She never really spoke to anyone. I'd only ever seen her with two people. And I had to admit, I'd had a crush on her as soon as I'd laid eyes on her. But I always felt guilty in the back of my head.

She had never seen roses grow I’m such a condition before but then again she didn’t know much about flowers and who knew what the gardener was thinking when he designed the rose garden. Rain could feel inspiration rushing in for a new book, her fingers itched to find a pen and paper just to write down every idea that came to her but then she remembered where she was and how she got there. No matter how beautiful the place was, it was her prison now, a place that she might never get to leave. She wished she was the person who herself into this mess but it was the other way around. Now she had to pay for her brother’s stupidity, something she had been doing their entire lives.

Julian’s eyes wandered to a clothing store next door that was opening the same day. [First Bloom] Julian looked at the sign twice. When he looked inside the window, he froze. A slender, graceful figure stood behind the counter. He stared in shock. Someone behind him nudged him impatiently. He snapped out of it and ran forward.