Blooming Idiot Novels & Stories

Maybe he was tired of the 7 hours journey or the delay from Noah. "Stupid. Here my parents were trying to arrange a marriage for me. And you are having cold feet. You idiot. You stupid. You still don’t know that I love you too. From the day we met at moon competition. Don’t you think I don't know that the 99 flowers were from a stupid named Noah?

"How could I order you to take drugs from the restricted cabinet in the first place? You're the moron who killed someone out of incompetence, and now this is my fault? How shameless can you be?" I sighed. "You're pretty heartless yourself, aren't you? When you were head over heels for him, that same incompetence was 'adorable.' Now he's just a moron to you?"

By then, I could feel my limbs going weak. The second the man lunged onto me, I bit my tongue to keep myself awake while flinging a few beer bottles from the table in his direction. "Puttana! You really thought you were some hotshot? You're nothing but a used whore!" He was ready to throw himself on me again when a smashing sound came from the door. Flustered, he covered his bleeding forehead, cursed at me, and made a run for it. I forced back my tears and tried to steady my trembling arms. Without wasting a second, I bolted out of the private room. As soon as I turned a corner, I saw Sofia standing there.

Once I got to the garden, I spotted the closest oak tree, and began slashing away. Strike after strike, my slashing because deeper, and more pronounced. A small smile tugged on my lips as I went at it, but just then those stupid floating comments had to resurface to ruin everything. “Damn! what is this idiot up to? Doesn't she realize she can't ever get stronger by training alone," One comment read. “Humour her will you? She doesn't realize that the only thing that matters in this world is rank," Another voiced. “Let the idiot stress, I mean she deserves it with how rude she was towards our charming Gavin. If only she knew who he truly is she would be wobbling in fear," I read, but got inter

Heat blooms where shame lives. “You’re so stupid,” I whisper. “He’s ruining everything. Your reputation. Luca’s memory.” To Be Continued...

But I feel it the fragment’s energy slamming into my storm trying to fuse trying to claim me trying to devour me and I grit my teeth. “No,” I rasp. “You want a storm? Then drown in it.” I drag it in deeper. On purpose. The goddess’s voice cuts through the chaos, sharp with genuine alarm: “foolish child you will destroy yourself ” Good. Let her be worried. Let all of them be worried. Because I’m not letting that fragment touch my mate. I’m not letting it touch my sister. If something burns today It’s going to be me.

She was going to have to hold on to it tightly. But before she could react, Tristan suddenly asked, "How much hurt and despair had she gone through?" Regina took a while to register his words. She turned to him in confusion. "What are you talking about?" Tristan was done playing nice with her. He suddenly grabbed her by the neck and started choking her. His eyes turned as dark as ink. "You knew very well that Madeline was allergic to pollen, and yet, you purposely told me to give her the bouquet of daisies and slammed the flowers into her face! And then you blamed her for everything! You're such an evil, scheming woman!"

However, he had accidentally bumped into the full pot, causing drops of boiling hot soup to splatter outward and onto the back of his hand. He hissed in pain and subconsciously scowled upon being burned. There was a solemn look on his face. He even looked frustrated, like a child. He was used to being skilled and successful in business. However, he was now feeling confused and helpless. How exasperating. I could not properly describe just how strange that sight was to me. "Ha!" After that bark of laughter, I languidly leaned against the door frame and teasingly asked, "Have you gone mad, Mr. Finnen? Is this a new trend among the rich of how to torment others?"

Everything. I hide my face against the pillow. I know he’s not worth crying for, this isn’t worth suffering for, but I can't help myself. The gigantic knot that I have stuck in my throat has loosened a little during the hour I have spent lying here and the weight on my heart is no longer that of an elephant, now it feels more like a horse’s. I roll my eyes. I'm such an idiot! — Who made you so smart? — You're really smart, little witch.

He ays quickly before walking away quickly. Enjoy your stay here? That is the best that he could come up with? That old, cliché line? She must thing that he is a complete and total idiot. Hell, at this point he is thinking the same dang thing. He is clearly dumb as a box of rocks. He sees a pretty woman and he blurts out stupidity. Smooth. Real smooth. “Hey! Wait a sec!”