Circumcision Flower Cut

Some fairy tales have happy endings, some have tragic ones, but there are also some fairy tales that never really end. Let's say, the story of a crown prince who was never crowned, a younger brother who pursued pseudo revenge, a lotus princess who never became a lotus flower, or the story of siblings who were banished without breadcrumbs. For a long time hanging around without any certainty, the tales accidentally unite to achieve the same goal. Being in the same side. Fight against the same enemy. Seize the happy ending, because the darkness doesn't deserve it.

My husband was ruled by his obsessive-compulsive disorder, enforcing rigid schedules that governed our household. On our daughter's birthday, he and his assistant showed up late. The girl, who mirrored her father's need for order, wasn't upset. She just smiled and invited them to cut her cake. My heart shattered as I watched their cream-covered faces and joyful photos. The next day, I handed him the divorce agreement, confusing him. "Just because Edith didn't cut the cake with you?" "Yes."

On the way to the airport, a Valterra tried to cut me off. After overtaking, he kept blocking my way. Since I was running late and did not want trouble, I chose to tolerate it. However, my tolerance only made him even more aggressive. In less than a hundred meters, he cut me off five times. I could not take it anymore and decided to call the police. But as I was reading his license plate to the officer, I snapped and slammed my foot on the gas. Blood rushed to my face when I realized that this Valterra was the birthday present my wife had asked me for just last week.

Belladonna; the devil's favorite flower, a slow sentence of death. Silence, pain and insanity. Artemisia was born being the poisonous root of the family, the shadow on the wall that everyone tried not to see. A legend has fallen upon her since childhood: be loved by her and death will come to you as the poisoning by belladonna, slowly and painfully. As a way to escape from her mother's suffocating wings, Artemisia moved into her great aunt's mansion in to start over and wipe all the blood on her hands. But no matter where it is planted, a poisonous plant will always leave its trail morbid.

She's his flower, But also his rain. She's the beauty in his day, But also his night full of pain. - "When Noah looks at you, it's like he's been living in a black and white universe and he just saw colours for the first time. These past weeks not being able to talk to you, all the colour in his life just went away and it's back to black and white and all he's been trying to do is remember what life was like before he knew what colour was."

For she knows that within him is a force that is like that of a hurricane- wild, natural, untamed, and irrepressible. The rate of success to pulled taut as his mate was ever more elusive. Tatiana Kintyre Wilbur Thyagaraja is the Alpha's mate, but due to her drawback of capabilities as his other half, the Alpha despised her to the extent of killing her whole family. Just like a flower who's yet to bloom, she was peeled, bruised, scarred, and most of all, withered by the man who was supposed to be her half. Can she stumble upon a pullback for her way to save herself from damnation? Or perhaps, manipulated by his domination and die within his hands?

Angel couldn't believe that she had just fallen in love at first sight. She is just a girl who owns a flower shop while the guy she likes is the owner of a famous company, Dave. However, to Angel, Dave was such a loving person and so gentle, so understanding... until that moment came. At the restaurant Dave proposed to her and she agreed with tears of joy in her eyes. They got married after previously dating for only a few months, so short. Angel thought marriage was such an amazingly happy thing... but, the opposite happened. Winter suddenly came among the mortal warmth. Everything changed and Angel became a woman who could never be happy again.

An ancient Texas native legend told the story of a Waya (wolf spirit) who was a guardian of wolves and a mediator between these beasts and men. The natives wait for a time where the wolves will choose another among them. A woman, delicate as a flower and cunning as a serpent, is chosen! Kate Vegas struggles between her fate with the wolves and a normal Kinney County girl's life on a farm near Brackettville. She is easy to smile, playful and kind to everyone. A sweet, beautiful girl could not have enemies, but her fate will bring her face to face with evil. Enemies are bigger than she thinks... She loves justice and will do what she can for everyone she loves.

Mirabel, was a product of rape, and it affected her badly especially when prospective suitors walked out of her. She resolved to shun love and busy herself with flower business which gave her satisfaction. One day, a disgruntled client, Alfred, complained of poor service, which ruined his date with his girlfriend, and demanded for a compensation. To pacify him, she opted to put him through on the right way to propose to a lady and get her consent. To her perplexity, Alfred took the simple rehearsal where he proposed to her and she accepted to be real, and he concluded that he had gotten a wife.

It was just a simple cut and a few droplets of blood on her shirt. Until one day, Prescilla Hope Santiago began seeking a bigger and way messier one thinking that it will resolve everything in an instant. But Prescilla doesn't want it to be that easy. She wants to prepare every detail of it in a way that will pay off the sins she had committed. There was already a blueprint for what was about to come but it was shattered and cut into small pieces when a man named Waldo Vidal came into her life acting like it was his mission to save the broken woman that she is from her almost ending life. She's a sinner. But he thinks otherwise. Will she believe him? Or will she continue her grandest plan to end everything?