Bloom Stella Novels & Stories

Heartbreaking. Run, I tell myself but my legs are not mine to command, it moves me foward, closer to the body missing parts, slashes from claws, a breath excapes my lips, i see Martha, our pack healer, old Josefby the willow tree he likes to sit under, eyes closed with his chest ripped open. Senior enforcer Stefan. Dead. In the middle of the street. Just dead. Gutted. Luna Cecil, ripped to pieces, I only recognize her form the arburn hair sticking out of a bloody pink sweater.

Charlie says. " No. You are just mocking me. Haha. Not funny guys. Is it a prank? Come on. I know a camera is gonna pop up out of nowhere. Come out!" she gets up and starts looking around frantically. I stand in front of her using my speed , just so she believes us . " Did you see that, Rose? We have super speed. It is all real.", I said. " No. You were just standing near me. Vampires are not real." she starts pacing the room and the aurora whispers lightly so she can't hear it.

“What job am I going to do today?” “Hm,” he looked at the tablet he was holding, scrolling through a few pages before looking at her. “Your schedule is packed Ms. Calixto.” “Am I really starting now? I don’t even know what she does! Like… her mannerisms or something. Don’t people know that about her?” Rojean panicked, looking around the room if there was something she could base Gizelle off from. “Sei liked her black clothes. Do you fancy wearing black clothes? Are you okay wearing black clothes?” Krister asked, looking at his tablet still before walking to the back room.

They were wearing a black suit and a beautiful silver gown with the same deep navy blue accents, including the gorgeous heels she was wearing. "Oh my Gods, Olivia, you look absolutely stunning my dear girl." Alpha Ryder said with a smile on his face, I watched as his eyes trailed down to my neck where his eyes went wide. Suddenly he stepped forward, gripping my arm as he tilted my head to the side with his other I heard Luna Dani protesting until she stopped as she stepped into me as well. "It's literally a Blue Moon."

A white rose lay on the floor dripping with blood. A small, shiny blade lay beside it. A beautiful object in such a terrible and painful condition. The blood stain on it did not hide it's immaculate and beautiful nature. She puffed smoke in the air and took a sip of the liquor beside her, as she glared at the bleeding rose with sad and anguish filled eyes, it told a lot about her and her agony. She was as beautiful as the rose in front of her.

“I’ll have some pasta and orange marmalade, please. Oh, also add 5 boxes of coco puffs and 2 boxes of strawberry mochi. That’s for take-out. Thank you.” The coco puffs are for my students, while the strawberry mochi is for Monique. She loves sweets so much, so she will definitely like this strawberry mocha. This might cheer her up a bit. For the last few days, since she resigned, she’s been feeling restless at home. She might be acting like she really doesn’t care about it, but I know deep down inside her, she’s scared. More than anything in the world, Monique loved modeling so much.

“Stop bragging about how you don’t have a slow period in your firm, instead brag about your new girlfriend.” “You give me girlfriend keep?” I asked her in surprise. “Because last time I checked I was still single oh.” “But who was that girl on the clip.” Flora frowns as her eyes lit up. “Stella, you called her Stella when she was running her mouth.” “Stella is a very good friend of mine who has made it her mission to make me have grey hairs at the young age of 27.” I replied Flora as I moved towards the bar. “Bros Femi, shey this is a party of twenty na, I think we are complete since I came alone. Tell your future wife to enter so we can have a game night or something less boring than making

The sight sent an unbidden warmth curling through me, and I blinked rapidly, trying to steady myself. Stella’s presence broke the spell, her vibrant energy filling the room like a burst of sunlight. Her blonde hair gleamed, styled in loose waves that framed her face, and she wore a fitted black top tucked into high-waisted blue skinny jeans, paired with striking red knee-high boots that clicked softly on the floor. Her eyes lit up as they landed on me, and a wide, genuine smile spread across her face. I couldn’t help but mirror it, my own smile soft but heartfelt. It was nice seeing her.

She replied. "What did you say to that woman?" Stella walked in that instant through the front doors, wearing a bikini and a small skirt that seemed to be made from twigs. Her skin was a shade darker; proof that she had been sunbathing for a while. "What are you talking about, Caleb?"

~STELLA This was the highest game of manipulation I had played if I was to start counting my deeds. Feeling myself, I smiled so deeply and then turned to look at Luna after several minutes of hearing her beg me to talk to her or at least look at her. "Stella, you know I will never support bullies. This isn't the one I know, and I will be glad if you can at least tell me what the problem is. I'm sick of hearing you look this way. It's wrong dear. I just want you happy, and it's the same for every other person who should be under this roof or even in this pack as a whole." She kept preaching and preaching.