Blooming With Love Novels & Stories

Drake Clarke, the second prince, tapped his closed fan against his hand and asked me curiously, "When Mr. Bowen asked who you wanted to marry today, what did you tell him?" Kemp Clarke, the fifth prince, patted Drake's shoulder and sighed. "Of course, she picked Fabian. Everyone in Riverbend City knows she's crazy about him." At that, Fabian finally glanced in my direction. "I lost my memory and forgot the last three years, but I do know the woman I love is Viola. "But I've heard a lot of rumors these past few days and learned that we were dating. And since the engagement is set and I can't go against my father's orders, I'll still marry you even though I don't love you now."

“You’re still going to fall for her lies? She’s threatening to kill herself because she knows you care about her. I can bet my entire savings that she’d never jump!” As I watched their complicated expressions, I smiled. “Final countdown: three, two, one…” I spread my arms and fell back without hesitation. The howling wind filled my ears, along with hysterical screams. “No!!!”

She had pleaded for mercy, but he had only coaxed her further in that mesmerizing voice, whispering, "I'll be gentle. Just once more, alright?" Her "no" had been swallowed by his kiss. Her mind had gone blank, until she had eventually passed out. Hearing the sound of departing footsteps a few minutes later, Beverly opened the bathroom door, only to stare in astonishment at James. Her eyes met his, now glinting with amusement. He gently took her hand and placed the tulip in her palm. "Do you like it?" he asked softly. Beverly's gaze fell upon the pink tulip, which symbolized "never-changing love". An irresistible warmth bloomed in her chest.

Love dіѕturbѕ, love pacifies, lоvе ѕреаkѕ. 00:00 аnd thе rеd dіgіtѕ flicker ѕlіghtlу to the bеаt оf thе ѕоng bу Chris De Burgh gently uѕhеrіng оut thіѕ асt of love .....the muѕіс ѕwеllѕ, grоwѕ and fаdеѕ as thе nіght once again tаkеѕ possession оf this dаnсе оf lоvе... "Whеrе реасеful wаtеrѕ flow

The intensity in his gaze makes me tremble, "You are blossoming slowly, even after what you've been through. You are my lotus. The bravest and strongest girl that I know. For that, I love and respect you more than I thought possible," His words bring tears to my eyes. I squeeze his hands in mine, unable to find words to thank him without breaking into sobs. Now, I understand why he gives me a lotus flower every morning. I didn't understand at first because all the ones I received were not entirely in bloom, but it was a journey. Blossoming isn't abrupt; it takes some time.

A breath caught in my throat as I looked upon it. There, on my left chest, above my heart was a small rose dripping with blood with vines wrapped around it. I lifted my head up to seek my brother and he too was looking at his chest bearing the same mark as I have. Florence darted her head between my brother and I, a look of satisfaction crossed her face. "As proof of the curse, I gave you a mark which you have already seen. In order for the curse to break, you need to find true love. When that person says I love you, then the curse will be broken."

I just wanted to satisfy my curiosity once and for all. "Woah! I wasn't expecting that." He replies with a laugh that made me feel even worse for asking. "I know it's unexpected but I feel bad that you had to let her go home alone just to help me, so I wanted to apologise to her so she doesn't hate me too much." I lie easily, mentally praising myself for being quick. "Hmm, okay, that makes sense a little. Anyways, her name is Blossom and she's not my girlfriend. She's just a friend." He replies but I scoff.

ʜᴇ sᴍᴇʟʟᴇᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, sʜɪᴇʟᴅɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴡɪʟᴅ ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ɢʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ sᴜɴ sᴘʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴊᴏʏ

Like bubbles of joy that won’t stop rising. We swing by the bar where the dickwad works, but they aren’t open yet, so we head to my place to shower and for me to change clothes. When I get out of the shower, I find fresh jars of flowers on the kitchen table, coffee table, end table and dresser. I smile and shake my head with disbelief. Jasmine. Bringing color to the world everywhere she goes. Crazy, wonderful woman. I catch her around the waist and pull her in for a kiss. “Ready?”

LIAM'S P.O.V: When I knocked at her door, she took away my breath just like that with her cute little face. Actually I noticed the moment I stepped there that we were matching tonight. I know that she is checking me out without even blinking. I noticed her eyes roamed on my face to lips and my chest. She can stare all she want... I'm gonna make her mine one day. She never know that she has this much effect on me. I bought White Lilac flowers on my way because it indicates innocence which is best suited for her. She looked like a kid when she squealed that I bought her white lilac which were her favorite. I'm relieved that my guess doesn't gone wrong.