Blossom X Buttercup Novels & Stories

Zachary hummed in response. When he saw Callum holding a cactus, he asked, “Did you buy that?” “Yeah, I went to Spring Blossoms before work.” “Spring Blossoms?” Zachary found the name a little familiar. He seemed to have heard it from his beloved wife before. Callum did not hide it and said honestly, “It’s Ms. Camryn’s flower store. The name of the store is so unoriginal.” Zachary said faintly, “Flowers blossom during spring.”

I tried so hard not to turn around and look at him, not to give him that very hard stare and luckily, a blonde guy walked up to me. “ This is for you, Luna.” He said and stretched it forth and went on to go on one knee. “ Awnnnn!!.” I heard the crowd gush loudly and a very bright yet evil smile curled up my lips. I knew he must be so jealous now. My mate I mean. I took the bouquet of Buttercups from him and sniffed on it. I held it in trying not to sneeze since I was allergic to some certain flowers. There were some that I could definitely catch a rash from but this was none of it.

" I nodded as she proceeds "Rose is the one you gave me Grandpa, you are the sweetest! I gave them Hibiscus, they gave me a Marigold. Oh, how vicious!" "He said I am a contrast They said I had to behave, He said I was rare I was marked as naught." "You are unique! they gave me yellow bruises. A Hawthorn flower he gave, replete with compassion." "They are butterflies they soar high. I am a flower, below I cry."

And in that moment, as the bathroom door clicked shut behind them, they surrendered to the unknown, ready to explore the depths of their connection and discover the truths that lay hidden within. Liam's heart raced with anticipation as he held the flower bouquet in his hands. The delicate petals of the roses intertwined with the vibrant colors of daisies and lilies, creating a captivating sight. He had carefully chosen each bloom, ensuring that they conveyed his feelings for her. With a deep breath, Liam approached her, who was standing near the dresser, gently toweling her damp hair.

"I have a young assistant, Rose, who should be showing up soon to help me. I just love flowery names. They speak of a future blossoming that promises beauty and fragrance." Buttercup nodded as she smiled but doubted she would ever blossom into something pretty. Life had not dealt her those cards. When she looked up, she noticed Tansy staring at her, watching her. She couldn't shake the feeling that the woman constantly sized her up since Tansy touched her arm. She felt very exposed before the woman. Suddenly, she thought tea was a bad idea. "I don't want to trouble you. I should probably get going." She started to back away.

Just an older man with silver hair and eyes like oil; slick, dark, unreadable. They called him consigliere. Advisor. Manipulator. He smiled at her like he knew everything. Including why she was here. She avoided him for the rest of the day. But that night, as she cleaned the study, she found something. A black notebook, half-buried under a pile of folders. Inside, dates. Payments. Names. Including her father’s. One name was underlined in red. "Project 5B : Initiated by A.D." She blinked. Her breath caught.

As a mother, she wouldn’t have the heart to do something like this to a child! Blood dripped down her cheek and onto the floor. She met Lucas’s gaze and insisted firmly, "Like I said, it wasn't me." Lucas seemed more disappointed than ever. "Cassie, how could you be so evil? I don't even recognize you anymore." Cassiopeia smiled wryly at the claim. The irony of her circumstances struck her as some kind of twisted joke. Had she changed into someone else or was it simply that this man had moved on to loving someone else?

"Something came up at work. Wait for me at home, I'll be back early." I didn't call him out on it. After he left, I accepted Mabel's friend request. Her latest post was a photo of a sea of roses with the caption. "My love planted my favorite roses with his own hands." My chest tightened. So, even the roses weren't planted for me. Before we got married, he had promised to give me a field of roses all my own. But he was always busy, and I'd never brought it up again. He suddenly prepared a sea of roses because someone else wanted it.

She confessed almost immediately under questioning. She claimed the pill she had given Adrian was something she had spent a fortune on and bought from a self-proclaimed holy man at an old chapel in a remote village. She insisted she only wanted to cure him and had no idea it was poisonous.

"The single red moon-blossom I just gave your claws back there—it fell out of my grip and is sitting in the dirt!" "The moonflower your beautiful paws picked out just for my spirit...?" Vickon’s heavy voice catches a little bit in his throat, his chest rising fast against my chest. "I went directly to the Wolfsbane Lunar Herbarium market just to buy that specific bloom for your alpha rank," I whisper real shyly, my cheeks turning warm under his intense gaze. "It represents my total loyalty to our mating bond." "Pick up the sacred blossom my lady wife gave to my claws this dawn, right now!" Vickon roars out to his pack staff, his tone more absolute and commanding than when he coordinates the