Blossom X Dexter Novels & Stories

- Wow, I didn't think that basement room was true.- Hyun Woo spoke up.- Even if Kim Sang Min would turn out not to be the "Cherry Blossom Reaper", he should be well punished for simply mistreating animals in this way. Not counting making illegal courses and profiting from it.- he added.

I introduce them. “Oh, hello Lady Meadow.” “Hello, Sir Tate.” “He’s a handsome fellow.” “And young.” “Ladies, you should introduce yourselves,” Xander says, cutting off their discussion of my brother before it goes downhill. “I’m Blossom.” “And I’m Poppy.” “And this is Daphne, she’s shy.” “I love your lights, did my sister make them for you?” Meadow asks, feeling the magic in them. “She did!” “Don’t you love them?”

Shayne was then little by little get arouse of what Dexter is doing. Dexter carried Shayne in the side of the falls and lay her down there. Then he, feast her eyes with the naked beauty of a goddess in front of him. Later on, he again embraces and kisses Shayne, in the lips, in her checks, in her breast. Shayne becomes a forgiving flower welcoming the refreshing dew in the morning. Dexter has reached the peak of his sexual attraction to Shayne and he gives off the final blow to the attainment of full happiness their sweet love to each other can offer. Dexter wild dream that Shayne, and him, be like Adam and Eve in the lost paradise happens.

I heard Dexter curse something under his breath before he began to hurry his pace, roughly pulling me into the nearest bushes. ​“Help! Somebody help...” ​A strong, stinging sensation on my cheek made me freeze. I slowly turned around, covering my sore cheek, tears already threatening to spill as I stared at him in disbelief. ​“Why don’t you shut the fuck up and play nice, huh?” he growled, ripping my hands away and forcing me to sit down on the ground right behind the bush. ​I was still shocked and stared at him, trying to ignore the burning sensation on my cheek as I watched him rummage through his pockets before pulling out a vervain bracelet.

Dexter growled at me. "Oh I'm sorry, do you want an asprin? Big baby! My life has blown up and you want me too stop?" I started going off when he interrupted me by taking some control and throwing my whiskey bottle. "You sound like a bitch. You are over thinking everything. This thing with Damian and Ace will not be as hard as you think. I will do everything in my power to keep Rose safe, along with Ace. But we can't do that until Damien knows. So get off your whiny little ass, nut up and go talk to him!!" Dexter barked out at me.

Maya replied, chuckling. Dexter slowed down with his caresses to stare at her then. With a voice so solemn, he began speaking. "I'm so glad I met you then." "I'm glad I met you too." Maya whispered back, her eyes never leaving his. Lifting her chin, Dexter leaned in to kiss her. Maya's eyes fluttered to a close as his lips met hers in a slow, sensual kiss. The rest of the world falling away, Maya only existed in his arms. The rumbles overhead grew louder, a storm imminent. Dexter pulled away, his eyes darkened with desire and one emotion that made her knees grow weak. Love.

Her plastic smile shifted only minutely as she brought him in for a kiss in return and upon releasing him whispered delicately, “Why don’t you just stick to fucking Bella and keep your crotch intact…mate?” Bram’s eyebrow shot up in surprise and as they both sat down with large fake smiles on their faces, holding hands, his eyes met Bella’s with an angry intensity. The meal continued as pleasantly as possible. Dexter gave his best to entertain the tipsy crowd with increasingly ludicrous stories of how he won over Pilia, she sat with her head in her hands as he told tale after tale of daring adventure.

A burst of screams had erupted from the ward, followed immediately by the sound of things being smashed. James had quickly pushed his wheelchair inside, only to see the room in complete disarray. The nutritional supplements that Sophia had carefully chosen for Jessica had all been shattered across the floor, glass fragments scattering like countless sharp ice crystals, reflecting cold, blinding light under the sun. The photo that Sophia had specially taken at the wedding banquet of James and Jessica kissing had also been smashed against the wall. In the picture, Jessica's smiling face had been slashed diagonally by a jagged shard of glass, instantly becoming fragmented and eerie.