Blossoms Riverdale Novels & Stories

Michael Sterling had done the exact same thing his Vanessa did to me and just when I had thought an ace had been pushed my way, Blossom had once again proven to be as unhinged as before. An image of her suddenly flashed in my head, the image I had seen that had pulled me to her. Blossom was definitely an influential person but I would not have approached her with a deal if I had not watched the trending clip of her spilling wine of Vanessa's body and causing a racket.

Blue Moon was covered in flowers—sweet, whimsical, hopeful. Riverdale? Riverdale was carved from ancient stone and thick trees. Expensive springs trickled through channels in the marble. Exotic birds rested on high ledges. Wolves in silky robes sipped dark wine and glanced lazily in my direction, only to return to their conversations like I was a gust of wind momentary, unimportant. Back at Blue Moon, they screamed for me. I had to be kept behind guards so they wouldn’t climb all over me like I was some pop star in heat.

They are simply more present — more deliberate about the evenings, more willing to let conversations run long, less inclined to end things on time. On Monday, Ethan takes the day off, which he does not do easily and which she does not make a thing of. They drive out to Great Falls (a national park on the Potomac River about fifteen miles northwest of Washington D.C., where the river drops suddenly over a series of dramatic waterfalls and rocky rapids — one of the most striking natural landscapes near the city), where the river does something violent and beautiful over the rocks below, and they sit on the overlook for an hour saying nothing much and everything necessary.

Satisfied with what he has gathered, Dexter turns and quietly retreats into his own room, leaving Blaze and Alexa to navigate the complexities of their relationship in the privacy of their shared space. The next morning, Rose arrives at Westmount High School, feeling mentally and physically exhausted. Saisha informs her that there is a sports activity scheduled for the day. In the locker room, Rose and Saisha converse about the previous night's events. Just then, Alexa Preston enters the changing room, her gaze scanning the room until it lands on Rose, prompting her to scoff. However, instead of approaching Rose, Alexa continues chatting with her own group.

River held his hands out, letting the tall grass brush against his hand and slip through his fingers, almost tickling them. He smiled as he knelt and wrapped his arms around a cluster of flowers and pulled them to his face. The Omega took a deep breath in as he pressed his face to the flowers. Their beautiful scent filled his nose and he let out a content sigh before taking another breath in. The little Omega laid down and giggled as he rolled in the flowers, coming to a stop and looking at the blue sky above him. River reached his hand up when a fat little bumblebee flew by and he giggled, wishing it would land on his finger.