Bunga Lentera Novels & Stories

imporma ng maid at nagpa-alam narin agad. "Nariyan na daw ang huwes. Tara na sa baba." Anyaya ko sa kanya. Tumango siya at bumitaw na sa pagkakayakap sa'kin. Nauna siyang bumaba sa'kin dahil may dinaanan pa ako pero pagkatapos ay bumaba narin ako. Ang entrance ng aisle ay mismong pinto papunta sa lawn namin. Nakasarado iyon habang puno ng mga puting bulaklak ng aster at baby's breath. My favorite flower. Ngumiti ako habang hawak ang bouquet na gawa rin sa baby's breath.

“But what happened to the Juliet roses he gave you yesterday?” Nathan: “I threw them away while you guys were making my tea. The flowers in your hand are Begonia-Riegers. They are from Germany, and they are not from Eric. They are from me. If you want flowers, I will send you flowers every day, but you will not accept them from anyone else. Is that clear?”

I looked at Isa, who was standing beside me feigning innocence. “Is it?” I asked cautiously. “It is now,” Isa replied with a smile. The girl handed me the flowers. They were white and small, with a pearly sheen. They had bloomed near the shadowy forest after the restoration. People called them "rest flowers" because they only opened when the fog descended quietly, without hunger. I accepted the flowers as if they were a crown. “Thank you,” I said. The girl looked at me with pride. “You’re already a great Luna,” the girl said before leaving.

I pulled her back into my arms, pulling her down with me so she was on top of my chest as I laid down. "I, Sin Black accept you, Blossom Kildan as my mate, Luna and my Queen" I said happily. She rested her hands on my chest, looking up at me with a small smile "I, Blossom Kildan accept you, Sin Black, as my mate, Alpha and King" she said, making my smile grow ten fold. After that we just stared at each other for a while, smiles on both of our faces. That is... until she began to frown

He lowered the window pane and looked at his lady love. She was murmuring Hanuman chalisa (a sacred hymn of Hanuman, a Hindu god believed to be immortal and gives protection to the ones who remembers him in the time of problem and misery) and moving slowly and was actually bribing god to help her out today and then she will take care of her car from next day.... Rudra chuckled and that was when Sakshi stopped with her murmuring and looked sideways.... She was stunned to see him in front of herself....

The smell of smoke never left her. Even after five years, Inés still woke up coughing some nights, the phantom scent of ash curling through her dreams like a ghost refusing to rest. “Name?” the guard at the Delgado estate gate asked, his voice flat but suspicious. Inés gripped the strap of her cheap bag tighter. “Inés Montoya. I’m here for the maid position.” The man’s eyes raked over her; young, pretty, average enough not to draw attention, which was the point. He muttered something into his walkie-talkie, then motioned for her to go inside.

Byan seemed to have difficulty carrying the flowers while carrying Yara. After going through several turns, Byan finally stopped at a Nissan that had the name Aida Mulia Seruni written on it, and beside it was a Nissan named Raditya Putra Dewangga. Clear droplets dripped without Clarita's command; for some reason, her heart was broken when she saw the death dates on the two Nissans.

"This is beautiful '' she murmured, Bohden's lips curled to the side as if telling her it was too soon to decide that. The black flowers had a bright hue of dark blue at the center of it, making it look like an animation. Were they even real flowers? She couldn't believe it, they were so breathtaking and the white porcelain tiles on the driveway added to it. It's only now that she realizes the meaning behind the name and the logo of their company 'Black Rose entertainment company' that name might be because of these flowers around, she concluded.

Renz asked. Lena slightly frowned as she returned to the memory, the happy memory of lying in bed with Renz. "You said...you'd needed privacy that day...that you would tell me more upon return," Lena said shakily. Renz nodded slowly. "This is for you Lena," Renz said. He handed her a small, but very heavy, deep red box. It was bordered by a graceful gold design that reminded Lena briefly of a fleur de lis. The French name elegantly displayed on the top evoked a sense of royalty and grace, and Lena felt her heart race in nervous anticipation.

"The burgundy ranunculus you wanted for your wedding—it’s her favorite too. Is that what you meant?" "Yes." Bonita's whisper felt like a cry amidst a battlefield. The burgundy ranunculus wasn’t her choice. It was Benjamin’s. Bonita’s composure shattered. Her mind reeled, connecting scattered pieces of the puzzle. Her body felt nothing but emptiness. ***