Blossom X Brick Novels & Stories

“As if. I’m the owner of the new company across town that just became your biggest competitor.” I wasn’t going to be some lowly intern. Except Brick shook his head, disagreeing. “Fuck that. If we go that way, I’ll have to take too much unnecessary time to woo you.” Running his palm up my thigh and under my skirt, he found the edge of my panties and slipped under them as well, only to find me wet and ready. “A slutty intern would be good to go now. So tell me how you really want it, Mayhem.” He pushed two fingers inside me, making my back arch and lips part while my legs widened, inviting him between them. “Orgasm now?” he asked, lifting his eyebrows in question. Then he abruptly pulled his d

After soothing both our families, Edward and I had just settled into the bridal suite for a moment of peace when an unexpected visitor showed up. Alfred and Becky burst in, dragging Trevin with them, and blurted out urgently, "Ms. Lawrence, Trevin just got a bit mixed up. We know we've spoiled him rotten, but deep down, he's still got eyes only for you! And… and he was trying to save someone. Can't you cut him some slack?" I was perched on Edward's hip, looking at them with a mix of amusement and contempt. "I'm a married woman, Mr. Hoffman. Are you really trying to wedge yourself into this as the homewrecker?"

I clenched my hands tighter as the pain in my palm seared. … I had no idea how long we walked for. The sun seemed to have climbed to its peak. I was finally allowed to remove the blindfold. Before me stretched a winding, narrow path that ended in a bottomless cave. Beside it stood a towering, ancient tree. Its scent of osmanthus drifted even from afar. The villagers said the tree had absorbed the essence of countless Blossom Brides. That was what made it so tall and fragrant. When we were thirty feet away from the cave, the procession abruptly stopped.

Softly and slowly, Brick moved along her bare body kissing her as she ran her fingers through his long locks amazed that he'd been the same man that she had been worried would never wake up only a few short hours prior. Brick smirked as he got to her panties noting the white flower decorations amid the light pink cotton material as he pulled them with ease down her slender thighs and discarded them as he maneuvered to place his own larger naked body between them. He'd been very much aroused and the heat that passed between them had only seemed to intensify with their bodies being so close.

Qri glanced briefly at Emma's expression, gently asking. "A pot of Sea Blossoms." The weather was warm, perfect for flowers to bloom. It wasn't surprising. Emma frowned, glancing at Luther, who had led in someone carrying the Sea Blossom. At a glance, she knew it was a masterpiece. The Sea Blossom flowers were starting to bloom, a vibrant shade of red resembling lipstick. Most were already in full bloom, petals intermingling gracefully, creating a beautiful contrast of shades. The backdrop of the leaves was exquisite, too, with a light and refined green complementing the red perfectly. It was as if the red was floating over the green background, creating an indescribably enchanting scene.

Blossom said with a smile, "We're heading to Cape Consortium for an interview. We hope we'll be hired. That would be amazing." "Cape Consortium?" Wilbur was surprised. Blossom nodded and said, "Yeah. Cape Consortium is hiring because they're expanding the business. We are fresh graduates, and we passed the online test. We're just awaiting the interview. It's a major corporation, and the benefits are amazing." "Good luck," said Wilbur with a smile. Blossom wanted to say something else, but Cherry frowned and glared at him. Blossom noticed it and poked her tongue out at her. She did not dare to say anything else.

She thought about all the creek conversations — her and Stellan, her and Delia, the Tuesday with Voss Callander's provisional decision. She put the stone on the windowsill. It stayed there. May, the garden. She brought Breen to the east garden on the first Saturday that was warm enough. The rose was budding. The clematis was in its third full year — Delia had been right, as Delia was right about growing things. The third year was the established year, the year of the full expression. The clematis climbed the opposite wall with the committed ambition of something that had been doing its root work for three years and was now ready to show it.

“You wouldn’t know it. It’s quite an unpopular brand.” He pulled back just enough to meet her eyes, one eyebrow raised. “I’m asking what brand, not for you to tell me stories, amor.” She rolled her eyes, though the affection in her gaze was unmistakable. “It’s ‘Velvet Bloom.’ Happy now?” Xavier nodded, a slow smile curving his lips. “Good girl.” He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, lingering there for a moment as if savoring her. Then the air shifted. He closed his eyes. Veronica did the same. The moment their lips met, the kiss ignited.

Zee walked in with a young ladies and a man, dragging a clothing rack bearing three sleeveless jumpsuits and sleeved shirts on hangers. “What you asked for… Ma’am,” Zee said. “These two are from ‘The Exclusive’ boutique just a few blocks away. It was going to take too much time to get Anika here with some clothes prior to Mr. Goldman’s arrival, and the nearest DC (Donna’s Closet—Diana’s brand) branch was too far”

Even if Zayden and Yannick spent every day waiting outside, it did not change her attitude. Julian tightened his grip on his spoon. He set down his spoon, stood up, and went to his room to make a phone call. The next day, when Xena arrived at First Bloom, Julian was waiting at the door. As she came up, he stepped in front of her and handed her a document. “It’s the store lease agreement. “Xena, I know you wanted to rent a shop in the CBD, but there were some problems. I took care of it for you.”