Blossoms Academy Novels & Stories

I just never noticed before. The first time I brought Willow over, she already knew where my bedroom was before I even said anything. She never once asked me for the Wi-Fi password—she was already connected. And then there were all those identical bags and makeup items we had. Some were gifts from Zachary, supposedly to bribe his future sister-in-law, and some she bought herself, claiming that sisters should use the same stuff. I couldn't stay here anymore. Everything in this place—every decoration, every item—stabbed at me like knives.

The wedding preparations began immediately. In truth, there wasn't much left to prepare. The very next day after I said yes, Ethan had already sent everything to my house—wedding dress, dozens of limited-edition jewelry sets, high heels that fit me perfectly… The gown itself was breathtaking. The design, the fabric, and the delicate lilies—my favorite flower—woven into the details were to die for. It was so intricate and beautiful that I couldn't stop staring. Something like this could never have been done in just a few days. In places where I couldn't see, Ethan had already poured his heart and everything he had into preparing it for me.

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."

Chapter 27: I Trusted Her Before I Knew Her Name The sky hadn’t changed, but Aria had. She stood barefoot in the apartment, staring at the tenth bloom. It had pushed through the cracks in her ceiling like it was meant to be there. Its petals were long, curled, slick with some kind of dew that shimmered when she moved her head. Ten of them now. Ten different blooms. Ten different colors, shapes, textures — none of them natural, none of them replicable. Each of them pulsing, quietly alive.

"That thing doesn't like me. I see it in my dreams." She didn't ask what they meant. They bought nothing. They just stood for a while, then left. By the time dusk hit, the flowers had grown taller. Crimson petals opened toward her whenever she walked near. Not aggressive. More like recognition. She stared at the mirror one last time before closing. The cracks were thicker now, webbing across the surface like veins under skin. Her reflection met her gaze. This time, it whispered — barely audible. "Bloom." She closed her eyes. Felt it in her chest like a drumbeat. Something ancient, crawling, rising through soil, through concrete, through thought.

Val stood near the academy gates like she was about to run away. Again. The sight of her there—small against the massive stone archway, silver moonlight catching the edges of her hair—made something in my chest twist violently. The wards hummed low around the boundary of Dominion Academy, faint silver lines flickering through the air whenever someone got too close. They pulsed with ancient magic, designed to keep threats out. And keep students in. Beyond them stretched Sage Woods—dark, endless, dangerous.

- Soo Min called him and spread the chosen pages with e-mail messages across her desk. - An e-mail from aesthetic medicine clinic called "Cherry Blossom Beauty"?- Hyun Woo spoke up, pushing his swivel chair to her desk and looking at the spread pages.- It sounds like a joke, but literally each of these girls got an email from this clinic, either already having a plastic surgery or just planning one.- he added after a moment.

I swallowed hard and dragged my gaze away from the open training field ahead. I wasn’t ready. I wasn’t rebuilt. I wasn’t anything yet. “I’m fine,” I whispered, though my heart was slamming against my ribs. “Let’s just… go to check-in.” Naomi nodded and guided me toward the courtyard. Naomi nudged me gently. “You’re staring like you’ve never seen a school before.” “I haven’t,” I admitted, voice small. “Not like this.” “Well,” she said, flipping her curls, “welcome to the Northern Moonlight Academy. Home of egos, drama, and the best academic program on this side of the continent.”

As per Marco's request, they will stay there for more than a week. A week passed just like that. Blossom was busy training her disciples before going to the cross-squad sect next week. She's been keeping herself busy to avoid Evenor who is truly affected by her behavior. It tears her heart apart but she is helpless against fate. She doesn't want to avoid him but she can't do anything about it. Why does God have to give her a soulmate out of nowhere when he made her like Evenor? This was so outrageous.

She grins. I hesitantly take the paper from her, my eyes cast to the floor as I do so. “Thank you, how will I know where it is?” “You won't miss it even if you try.” She chuckles. When I peer up at her, she’s smiling, “Have a great first day and oh welcome to Winter Bloom Academy.” I return her smile, “Thank you.” **********