Bloom Winx Novels & Stories

Suri looked up, locking eyes with him. They were so close, she could hear him breathe. His eyes? Deep enough to drown in. Her cheeks flared red, heart thumping like crazy. She couldn't help it—Logan was stupid hot. Way hotter than when she first met him as a kid. Seriously, who wouldn't blush around a guy like that? She definitely wasn't immune. "I—I'm gonna grab some water." She shot up fast, but caught the corner of the table and stumbled. "Ah!"

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 hid my smile behind a bundle of lavender as I arranged the stalks on the stall outside the healing cottage, their sweet, clean scent rising around me like a balm. The village was healing in its own stubborn way. Charred beams had been replaced with fresh-cut pine that still wept golden resin. Broken fences stood straight again, reinforced with new lashings of rope. The lingering ghost of smoke had finally surrendered to the perfume of wildflowers and sawdust. It wasn’t perfect—some roofs still gaped, some hearts still ached—but it was home. Ours. Auren darted between the children like a small whirlwind, his little wooden sword clutched in one chubby fist while Wolfie, his beloved carved wo

By a cruel twist of fate, I ended up sleeping with Evan Prescott, the man engaged to my adopted sister, Sienna Hartwell. The next morning, Evan looked at me with cold disgust. "What's done is done. I'll marry you. I'll take responsibility for what happened. "But Maren Hartwell, don't ever think you can compare to Sienna. That promise we made as kids stopped mattering a long time ago." Dad tore into me, calling me shameless. Mom only sighed. "Maren was abducted and spent eight years in the middle of nowhere. It's no surprise she came back with some bad habits. "Maren and Evan were originally the ones promised to each other anyway. We might as well set things back the way they were. I just fee