Blossom In Winter Audiobook Novels & Stories

"It could have happened to anyone." The snow gently floated down to land on Rosie's face, clouding her lashes for only a moment before melting away. Her heart ached. "She's the kind of beauty that gently falls on your lips like snowflakes softly falling to the ground, silent, subtle, fragile to touch, but beautiful nonetheless." "I'm oddly glad you're okay, Rosebud." Blaze's impassive voice pulled Rosie from her thoughts, from Anthony's written words that were ringing in her head. Rosie glanced at him again. Although his voice was monotone, she somehow knew his words very sincere. She smiled lightly.

“Come, Winter. We will go with Rose.” With Winter tagging along, I follow Rose into her room. “Sit,” Rose says once I am in her room, pointing at an armchair next to a desk. I take a seat and wait for her to start talking. I see her going to a bookshelf and taking a big, old book. “I found what you are!” she exclaims. “It took me longer than expected because there not many references to your kind of ability. You are an Aura Reader!” “A what?” I ask.

Then it hit him and a smirk plastered on his face, “Oh right. We definitely have to go mow. “I can’t wait to officially have you, Mrs. Hudson.” I chuckled, feeling butterflies in my stomach. This is really it. I can’t wait to be on more adventures with my husband, Eion. It was all worth it. And I’m proud to say that I am Snow caught in his Winter Heart. **

the expression on his face remained the same.- One day Im Hae Won, a young and beautiful girl, started working in the orphanage. She was the only one who treated us like children, played with us, gave us sweets, read books that she brought herself, but all this, of course, when no one else saw. Every child loved her, but one day the rest of the guardians caught her playing with us and giving us candy. They rushed at Hae Won like animals and dragged her into their room, we heard screams and then suddenly silence. In the evening, when I couldn't sleep because of worry, I was hanging around the house and I saw two of the evil guardians throwing something into the basement. I hid, and when they

His voice slides through the air, smooth and measured, every syllable sharp as glass. "Since Miss Hart has finally decided to join us, perhaps she can enlighten us on today’s reading." The floor beneath me vanishes. A rustling of paper. The shifting of bodies. A roomful of people waiting—waiting for me to crash and burn. I force my gaze to the board. The words, written in neat, elegant script, stare back at me like they know I’m about to ruin myself. "The plum blossoms wait for spring, enduring the frost in silence."

A cup of freshly brewed coffee sat on a dark wooden coffee table, white steam curling upward with a refined fragrance. Outside, the accumulated snow melted quietly. On the bare branches, buds the size of rice grains swelled, while a few early pink peach blossoms struggled to open. Spring arrived quietly, trailing the end of winter. Isolde stood before the floor-to-ceiling window in silence. Her gaze rested on the faint pink blossoms, unfocused. A slight furrow remained between her brows, hard to ease. Steady footsteps sounded behind her. Isolde came back to herself and turned.

Cruel ice king’. Bloom strapped on the seatbelt and focused her attention on the scenery outside the window. It was the second time she was riding in his car and like the first time, she couldn’t deny the comfort that was enticing her to lay her back properly. Hayes glanced over at her to see her with a relaxed ambience as she continued to stare out the window. Something in him…something so distant was beginning to light a bonfire within him. He didn’t know what was transpiring within that far distance in his chest. What was this strange warmth…this ball of fire that was leaking into his rigid frozen being?

“You don’t get to interrogate her.” “She’s not being interrogated,” Elena replied calmly. “She’s being understood.” My heart was still racing. “It felt like…” I struggled for the words. “Like something inside me moved. Not my wolf. Not the babies.” I shook my head. “Something else.” Elena inhaled slowly like what I had just said confirmed everything.. but what? “Of course,” she murmured. Javier frowned. “Of course what?” Elena finally stepped forward. “ The winter rose has bloomed in a cage”

3. The Flower Moon was only a few days passed when the winds changed direction. Warm and inviting, it carried the promises of spring as it blew around us while we foraged in the mud and slush. In the thinning snow, I found it, the first verdant shoots of a dandelion. No one was close, so I selfishly ate it all. The tangy green goodness reminded me of all the things I missed about the warm months. It was gone too quickly. The aftertaste made me want to cry as I chewed yet another frozen, old root, trying to fill my empty belly with anything that would keep me alive till spring arrived fully. As I searched so desperately for more, I heard it again; the mournful call of the winter night. Liftin

Autumn's heart melt as her eyes sparkled with love and admiration. "Here, you can hold Winter, while I go change pretty girl over there," Rose said as she gently placed Winter in Autumn's arms as she smiled widely before moving to take a seat on the couch opposite the other. Slowly Winter opened her eyes that were hazel brown as a smile appeared on her lips before it quickly vanished followed by her eyes that closed as she stretched her body before reopening her eyes.