Novel & Cerita Cherry Blossoms Before Winter

Vivian sat alone in the shadowed corner of the bar, watching strangers drift beneath the amber glow of the lights. She could not believe she had actually fallen for a rumor. “The real reason the Hayes and Carter families postponed the wedding? Sebastian’s ex was kidnapped. He’d rather call off the marriage than leave her to die.” One reckless sentence was all it took for her to book the first flight to Harbor City. Sebastian was the untouchable heir everyone admired—a fixture on the covers of financial magazines and the polished businessman delivering keynote speeches at charity galas. What could a man like him possibly be doing in a place like this? Vivian shook her head, set down her g

By the time March rolled around, winter had finally released its death grip. Meltwater seeped through the cobbled gutters around campus, and tufts of green grass pushed through the cracked stone borders of the dormitory walkways. Branches that had been brittle with frost now sagged with early blossoms, and the smell of wet soil hung on everything. Magic always came first. Spring didn’t creep in, it rushed. Like it had been buried just beneath the ice, biding its time until it could bloom again. Kind of like us.

Selin POV Several months later…….. Spring came to the neutral district quietly. It always did. In the particular softness of the season arriving in small gestures. The cherry trees along the main road beginning to bloom. The market vendors opening their awnings earlier in the morning. The quality of the light changing from the flat grey of winter to something warmer, more directional, full of intention. I was behind the bar.

There were the elders and the clan chiefs, all delegates embodying the attention of their peoples and their administered territories. Gazing at the winter trees Diana realized it was hard to imagine them re-clothed in their finery. With roots buried deep in the frozen earth they sleep, their twigs moving in the breeze, swirling their wintry dreams. Ice forms and melts, snow barrages come and go; then each spring the first delicate blossoms and leaves send a frisson of joy through the neighborhood. Yet as summer wears on the villagers take the deep green leaves for granted until finally, they blush the colors of autumn.

ROSE I keep my questions to myself though as Tyson opens my door and helps me down. We hold hands all the way into the building. There are people around and about, but not nearly as many as there are during the peak blooming seasons. Of course, there are winter flowers, but most things bloom during the other three seasons of the year.

**Winter’s Embrace** The first snowfall of winter transformed Port Haven into a quiet, glistening wonderland. A thick layer of fresh snow blanketed the ground, covering the roofs, trees, and garden beds in soft white. The world outside was still, as if holding its breath, and the air was filled with a magical hush.

Her passport was ready, and everything with us was ahead. Who doesn't want to spend the party there? Everyone is there, of course. "Then let's go after that. We can celebrate her first birthday with us, and we will follow the party with our anniversary. What do you think?" Daphne mumbled and wanted some nom-nom, water. I gave her a sippy-cup bottle. "Okay. I'm easy with that. Let's do that!" I exclaimed. I can't wait for it to happen. The weather here is Spring, and the full bloom of flowers around the place gives a magnificent view to the eyes. Not to mention the scent of the flowers around the outside and the blossoms of the cherry trees provide a Japanese ambience. It reminds me of Japan.

Its wide and spacious park mostly displayed cyclamen flowers and winter cherry trees, adding beauty and fragrance to the cold environment. Arth rested on the wooden bench under the winter cherry tree to wait for his friend. The gentle gust of wind gave a light shower of cherry blossoms from the tree. He rubbed his palms, then crossed his arms over his chest to give warmth on his body. With every exhale, white mist blew out of his mouth. "Hey, bro!" A loud, familiar voice came out from a distance. As Arth turned around, his face brightened up seeing a young man on a black winter coat. He waved his hand to Arth as he approached.

Joseph was confused, "How can plum trees grow flowers in winter? They should be growing in spring, shouldn't they?" "You're correct. Flowers grow in spring, but there is a special type of tree that we have in our realm. It is spiritually powerful. Also, it signifies that we demons shine even when we have to go through toughest jobs just like how the flowers can grow even in winter," Theodore explained. Joseph was amazed, "I wish I could see those flowers bloom in winter. I can't imagine how pretty it would look." "One day, I will surely take you to the realm of demons and show you those flowers. My birthday is during winter so, I'll ask my father then you will be able to come to the demon re