Novel & Cerita Blossom X Dexter

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

We huddle around the screen, anxiously waiting. "There!" I said as I noticed Blossom standing with the baby with someone directly behind her. "That son of a bitch! I'm going to kill him!" I yelled. I knew he was pointing a gun into Blossom's back although he had it covered up with his coat. I watched as Blossom's face grew fear and Hunter ushered her away from the car. "Hunter Sax. Blossom's ex?" Jada asked. "He's a tape worm up the ass. He wouldn't leave her be and his crazy mind has him believing Dahlia is his kid," I said.

"Oh, what's with the fancy outfit today? Are you going to see your old sugar daddy? Have him give you more money so you can fix that crappy car of yours!" I walked straight past the security booth without turning my head or slowing down. Feeling ignored, Dexter cursed angrily and stormed out of the booth after me. "Stop right there! I'm talking to you!" After taking two steps, he stopped for no clear reason. The sight of my tall figure dressed in black suddenly made him uneasy. …

He was so close I could smell expensive tobacco, rain, and a raw, heavy musk that made my pulse hammer in my throat. "I'm Franco," he murmured, his gaze dropping to my mouth. "And I think Lyle just made the biggest mistake of his pathetic life. He thinks he broke you. I think he just let you off the leash." The heat radiating off his body was a physical weight. I had just lost my husband, but standing this close to Franco, the only thing I felt was a sudden, violent ache between my thighs. He held out a heavy, matte black invitation. "The Apex Bloom. It's a survival game for the elite. The prize is a billion pounds. But it doesn't reward beauty, Lolita. It rewards the hunger of a woman who h

A big cake, overlaid with nicely scented roses was in the middle of the bed, surrounded by several red boxes of different sizes. My heart skipped a beat as I read the inscription on the cake. It was my birthday and I didn't even remember it. Simultaneously, the door pushed open and Dexter appeared, looking drop dead gorgeous. "Looking for me?" He smiled cheekily. A usual show of his arrogance. But his sexy abs that bulged through the silk black shirt he wore didn't go unnoticed. His hair was damp, like he just came out from the shower. "Don't flatter yourself. I wasn't really looking for you." I feigned nonchalance.

It wasn't until 8:30 am that Liam managed to negotiate for him to have a private meeting with Dexter. In just one night, Dexter had lost all his former glory. Dressed in the detention center's deep blue prison uniform, his tall frame looked stiff and constrained. His face was covered in unshaven stubble, and his bloodshot eyes were sunken with exhaustion—he looked utterly haggard. Dominic's cane struck the ground with loud thuds, his heart truly aching deeply. He raised his hand and slapped Dexter several times. "Dexter, are you out of your mind? Who is Willow to you? She’s your sister-in-law! She once served you tea and regarded you as a brother!

"Romantic? I'm the type who never lets a slight go unanswered. "I'm actually curious to see how long Trevin, with his empty pockets, and his now-paralyzed Wren, can keep the flame alive." … "Paralyzed?" Edward's confused gaze met mine, and I could not help but chuckle as I pulled him down to sit and began to explain. "The night Trevin was detoxifying Wren, the two of them became intimate and went too far, causing them to miss the best chance to treat her legs. Now she's paralyzed. Without that emergency serum, she might not have made it at all."

He teased, with a fake frown displayed on his face. A belly laugh escaped from his lips and he pointed at Dexter with his can. “Only you can get away with that, so you better not be planning on recruiting anyone to say such brutal words.” Dexter raised his hands in surrender. “I would never.” “Good,” he stepped out of the flowerbed and Dexter immediately took the watering can out of his hand and they hugged. Instead of heading into the house, Mr Burkley walked down the rows of flowers, round the pond and down the pavement that was lined with beautiful green hedges, shaped to perfection.

Daisy asked again, desperate to actually know the problem. "Brett Lexington is a narcissistic sociopath," he went on as if Daisy hadn’t spoken. "He uses his wealth to seduce women, then despise them for being shallow enough to find his wealth attractive. He uses sex to control, and you never know what sort of mood you’ll find him in. That’s part of the high. You psych yourself up for a surge of relief when he’s at his best and when he's not,....." "You don’t know him," Daisy said smoothly, refusing to take the bait. "And neither does your sister."

“I don’t have a family. I–No, my parents drowned at sea. I–” “Your real name is Nyraxos and I snatched you out of your mother’s hands right after I made your father kill her. Then I slowed your growth for years.” A cold, dark feeling washed over me at her words. If I thought Rose was evil, I was wrong. She was an abomination to even exist. Inhumane. “You took a baby out of her mother’s arms just to keep her all these years for your revenge?” I fumed. She gave me a malicious grin. “Precisely. You all are just pawns in the grand scheme of my plans.”