Dandelions Book Novels & Stories

Ruin mutual, claim inevitable. Dawn cracked, horizon fractured gold as engines whirred to a restart, Chicago tarmac gleaming wet below. Kenji dressed first—bespoke reformed armor, but his hand lingered, spine trace absent shiver. I rose queen-slow, suiting jewel power, hazel dissecting the new weight between us—submission not surrender, but edge shared. Aunt's marriage ploy dust; his two-year stalk confessed venom turned aphrodisiac. Jet bedroom reeked sex musk promise, ties discarded drawer like shed skins.

Not overwhelming. Simply... Alive. She felt forests. Mountains. Flowers blooming beneath snow. Seeds waiting patiently underground. Birds nesting. Roots drinking. Moss growing upon stone. Everything. Everything flowed through her. She carefully followed the dragon's heartbeat once more. Not toward the darkness. Toward the life surrounding it. The warm golden pulse grew brighter. Stronger. It gently wrapped around the black knot. Not attacking. Embracing. Guiding. Like sunlight dissolving morning frost. The knot shrieked. Its dark tendrils lashed violently.

I like it because when the wind blows, the petals of these perennial weeds are blown away. "Do you know what makes a dandelion special?" He asked. "Because, it is very similar to you...." I smiled without looking at him. " Even whispering we understand each other. I heard his footsteps towards me. What does he think I don't search about the meanings of the things I like. I have already searched for that on g****e! "The yellow one's of those dandelions, illustrates the sun...." He continued walking. "Those dispersing seeds of it, represent the stars...."

but she’s nowhere to be found.” Dad immediately started yelling, “Why didn’t you call us sooner? What happened?” I sighed, “Dad, I have you on speaker. I have Alex, Zach, grandma, grandpa, and Uncle Nico here. Grandpa can explain what happened.” Grandpa explained, “Yesterday evening, Adele went for a run. I had two warriors protecting her, but she outran them. They were the same warriors who always accompany her, so they knew where she was headed. When they got to her rock, she was gone. Her scent ended just outside the tree line closest to her rock.” I added, “We rescheduled our last finals and hers then came home and followed her trail. Zach found a dark magic trail.” Dad immediately grow

"Let's go Diana, the others are waiting." "Yes, let's go home." ********************************** Hello everyone, Dora here. Am really honored that you read my book, we've come a long way and now its finally time to end things. However, the road doesn't end here for me, I still have more if you want. It'd be nice if you check out my newly signed book "The Ghosts of Greenville." Don't let the name fool you though, its a really sweet and forbidden and warm story. Or you can check out 'Made of Glass' and drown in an ongoing comic love story for free. I really hope you enjoyed this book, do let me know what you think. With warm regards, Dora.

Remembering Ren had use of tendrils, her nose started to bleed just a little. "Ha..ha.. ha.." Melinda started to pant as the orgasm she was holding back started to build to a fever pitch. The Nightmare Manual, no longer circulating as it was beaten back by Ren. Letting Melinda contend with him all on her own. "..Ren.." Mewling a little, the princess started to move against his hand as her eyes squinted, looking at him. Almost to the point they were about to close. Hands gripping the bedsheets as he sped up, then stopped all of a sudden.

I giggled. "I think I'll read it too then." "You should. What's the next book?" "ENTER THE DRAGON by CLIVE CUSSLER." All the books were marked with a white X by the side so they were easier to find and place side by side. "Finally. YOU SHOULD HAVE KNOWN by JEAN HAFF KORELITZ." "That one's deep." All the books had one thing in common: they all had sprinkles and bits of thrillers in them.

Dalena was sitting in a separate chair on the left, and Lowa was sitting next to me, between me and my aunt. Dalena froze for a moment, then forced a helpless smile. "You don't have to be so wary of me. I'm happy for her to have a friend like you, but I'm her family too. I won't hurt her." Lowa didn't speak. He just glanced at the book in my hand and smiled meaningfully. Dalena could no longer maintain her smile and awkwardly avoided Lowa's gaze. "There is something wrong with the divination. Someone is up to something!" I put down my book and my face became serious. Lowa and Dalena both looked at me. I thought for a moment and looked at Dalena. "I'd like to see the shells used for divinatio

No seeds here, but she had words. “The Book!” June cracked open her blank Golden Book. “Dante, give me your hand. We’re writing our own way out!” She bit her finger. Blood welled up and she used it as ink. Not a recipe for bread—a recipe for Escape. INGREDIENTS: Two souls who refuse to be deleted. One mountain of forgotten dreams. As her blood hit the page, the paper mountain rumbled. Books shot into the air, stacking together, spinning into a staircase that soared up to the vent.

Sean thought to himself. Running towards the light, he exclaimed, "Os..." However, he trailed off, leaving the word unfinished. He stopped dead in his tracks when he noticed something was wrong. The diamond-shaped portal wasn't glowing in a golden light. Its color, this time, was yellow. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~THE END~ End of Book #1 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*