Blossom Mad Novels & Stories

"Whether it's through heaven or hell, I will be there with you." The cheers from the audience were like a tidal wave as they engulfed the entire hall. Don pulled me close by my waist and kissed me in front of everyone's eyes. The kiss was aggressive and passionate, and it was also a declaration of ownership. I closed my eyes, letting myself drown in the gunpowder and cigar-scented embrace. In my past life, I lost my life for a fleeting, illusory love. But in this life, I trampled over the corpses of my enemies to don the crown of power on my head.

The pulse beneath her skin surged like electricity. A whisper tickled her ear. Not a sound. Just a pressure in her bones. Bloom. She ripped her hand back like it burned. Her phone buzzed, the vibration a violent shock in the quiet room. Jules: Still feeling it? Aria: Worse. Two more petals bloomed. It's changing again. Jules: Meet at the market. Let's see if anyone else's reacting. Niko's already there. She hesitated, then typed: Aria: On my way.

The elder, heart aching, still had to ask, "Are you sure this will stop them from unleashing chaos?" "It's made from the World Tree. Their connection's cut, so they can't." That was the reply. The Demons' commander scoffed and said, "You're harsh with your own wives. Almost admirable, in a demonic way." "The Twin Blossoms of Ruin deserve nothing less," Rein said. Blood tears fell from my eyes; my every memory of Rein turned to dust and echoes. However, even with their research, those two harbored doubts. So, Rein leaned in close and whispered, "This is just to buy time. I swear I'll come to the Demon World to save you."

I said flowers are not useless and that they have a deeper meaning than what we see or know about them. I smiled as all these thoughts ran through my head. "My girl is in her lover girl era." Kate nudged me and took the white envelope sticking out on the bouquet. "To the most beautiful, elegant and adorable wife of mine. I hope this bouquet makes you smile and make your day better. Lots of love, Carter." She read out and gushed "I need my prince charming right now." She screamed and everyone laughed As we were all gushing over the bouquet and the arrangements, another knock came. "What other surprises are yet to be launched?" Emily winked at me as she went to get the door.

Is it a coincident? ''With their warm, vibrant tones, orange roses symbolise enthusiasm and desire. If someone is looking for a way to express admiration and attraction—with an underlying message of passion and excitement, they'll send you a bouquet filled with these fiery blooms.'' She breathes out, smiling as she eyes each of the orange roses, ''I haven't seen him for quite some time, I'm not so sure if his interest has changed.'' ''I'm pretty sure they remain the same,'' I reply. She turns to me, ''It's beautiful how your name is Rose. Have you met my son, Elia?''

Blossom just shrugs the warning off with her usual carefree, sexy attitude, tossing her hair. “Ah, let the moon worry about tomorrow. Life is way too short to not enjoy the absolute hell out of your body. My heart just wants to be happy, that is all that matters to my flesh. And wild love? Your soul cannot force that kind of heat. Look, my mind is not against the mating bed. It is just that my fated champion hasn't trotted his giant, muscular body up to my den yet. When his beast does show up and claim my scent, trust me, your hands won't have to nudge my skin—my voice will be the very first one howling from the stone rooftops that my body is getting mated!”

Ben and Bertie teased. “Then I want all.” Blossom declared haughtily. She was not going to be outdone by her older brothers. “Who are you going to bribe my princess?” Bertie teased as he pinched her cheeks. Ben sat back with a smile; he knew who it was for. Blossom ignored Bertie and picked a basket that was larger than her and ordered “Put all the good food in here.” “Ha….ha….ha…” The adults laughed while Katherine picked a few pastries and packed them “how about I come with you as the delivery boy?”

The Blossomland had been his go-to-cure for a bad day. The wide terrains and hills and plains filled with vibrant colors of flowers, dancing along with the strong breeze—the serene sound of petals and leaves rustling—the smell of the aromatic azalea and windrose flowers—the warm kiss of mid-morning sunlight—they all had used to help Kael calm his thoughts down. But this time was different. The worst thing he could’ve had imagined was happening now.

“She looks lost.” “I am not lost,” I snapped. Blossom grabbed my arm. “Come on! I’ll show you everything. Have you seen the torture room?" Everything. That word sat wrong. But I didn’t pull away. The deeper we went, the colder it got. Not temperature. Something else. Blossom walked like she was giving a tour of a museum. Bright. Cheerful. Unbothered. “This is where deals happen!” she said, spinning slightly. “Big ones. Life-changing ones.”

______^^^ Blossom drops her bag on the table and shut her door , she haven't uttered a word to any of her maids as she just walks straight to her room. The maids also know too well that she's angry, and so they avoided getting on her bad book otherwise they'd lose their job in just a blink of an eye. Blossom lay on her bed and looks up at the ceiling blinky. Thinking about how Aiden talked to her earlier made her feel even worse about herself. She have tried so much all these years. She just don't understand if she'd ever do Aiden any wrong as she couldn't think of any. Though still, she doesn't understand why he's always pushing her away.