Chess Flowering Heart の小説・ストーリー

She joked. I laughed, more freely this time. “You are probably right about that.” Sameera’s voice piped up again in my mind, “Ask her if there is a flower that represents *dealing with impossible men.* You might need a whole garden of those.” Aveline’s eyes sparkled as her eyes fell on a red bloom. “And this one,” she continued, picking one of them. “This is a red camellia. It means *you are a flame in my heart.* You should give one to Xavier and watch him squirm.”

Yet I kept my feral anxieties locked beneath my surface, acutely aware of the silent, heavily armed wall that always seemed to exist between a dominant Alpha King and a compromised heir. Before the tension could breach the perimeter, Driscoll and a vanguard of domestic servants approached the lawn, their faces softened by genuine smiles as they carried massive, heavy bouquets of rare, bioluminescent flora. “Master Chika, these premium blooms were extracted from the southern greenhouse lines courtesy of the Alpha King's direct order. Aren't they a splendid tribute to your rank?” My inner wolf whined with a sudden, overwhelming surge of emotion. I pulled the dense, vibrant pink roses against m

the man said and when I nodded, he shoved a vase full of flowers at me and then turned around and walked off. I went inside, shutting the door behind me and placed them on the end table by the couch grabbing the card. These were my favorite flowers. Firepot Dahlia. They were this bright orange flower that I just found beautiful, and there was only one person in the world who knew this. I grabbed the card and opened it up. All it said was good luck tonight. I knew exactly where these came from, and if he thinks that this is going to change a damn thing, he is sorely wrong. It changes nothing. It's too late. Four years too late.

"I'm not a coloring book, hero." "You're my fucking coloring book, cupcake." A thought occurred. "ICING! We're using icing." I nodded. The deal was already sealed in my mind. I smoothed my hands down her rib cage, over the rise of her ass. "What kind of flower is it?" "There are two different kinds. Chrysanthemum and dahlia."

The card had only three words: To My Princess. My hand trembled slightly. That name. My Princess. For a century, only Kaelan had ever called me that. It was his name for me. "Your Highness?" the makeup artist asked carefully. "Should I open it?" I took a deep breath and untied the ribbon. Inside the box lay a single, flawless Stygian Rose. Not a normal flower. It was an eternal bloom, sealed in a clear crystal. The 999th. The last one he had ever promised.

The woman assured before cupping her daughter's cheeks and pecking her forehead softly. The mother faces Isabella with a sad look. "Mama loves you, my piccolo fiore." She whispers, both of them closing their eyes as their faces become drenched with tears. [Translation: my little flower] After what seemed like eternity, the woman had finally gained the courage to separate herself from her child. She stood up, making sure to close the closet doors in hopes of hiding her daughter's location. Isabella was able to peek through the small crack of her closet. Her eyes following her mother's figure with a longing glance as her hands cover her mouth, trying to silence her own sobs. Stifling her cries

A girl named Shira asked. " Tonight. Xander will be transformed in three weeks time. I will arrange your marriage with him so that I can save our kind." " This is good news,my queen. I can't wait to become Xander's bride."She happily left the throne room. Shira is a vampire. She is 100 years old but the fact that vampire doesn't age made her look like a teenager. Queen Kate and her father had been friends for ages. This friendship could have led to marriage but along the line Kate fell in love with a human.

Nizhoni walked up behind Sebastian and knelt down sometime later. Smiling, she hugged him, kissed him on the cheek and said, “Hey, babe, how’s it going?” She was referring to the two-thousand piece puzzle he and Jaxsen were putting together. The puzzle was of a fire breathing dragon flying around a burning castle, a mage standing in the forefront, arms outstretched as if conducting the mayhem from afar. It was a gift from Rose.

and unlocked the door. He moved her going away from him...he was looking at her without blinking and taking in her beautiful and gorgeous self.. Her white coat that is her pride and signifies her hardwork to her patients, was held in her one hand... Her purse in other hand... A stethoscope, that was, is and maybe will be her favourite jewellery that she always carried around with her, was around her neck.... She was beauty with brains in herself. A perfect combination... No wonder his mom loves her more than him and would stay unhappy everytime Kiara or anyone bought up the topic of their marriage ceremony to be held...

Sandra vowed as she opens the hand she have been hiding. And that comes to be a very beautiful and amazingly natural made flower. Very sweet in the eyes, very attractive, very bright. She bought that flower specifically for it to be torched by Diana only. Which is the person she truly loves, but as it comes now. Things didn't work as it was planned and then she stares at the flower. "Don't worry my magic flower, we will soon get what we want" Sandra whispered to the flower. As she then hides it again and then heads straight to her home.