Dexter X Blossom 소설 & 이야기

The smoke, the fire, the lies—none of it mattered when he looked at her like that. His fingers brushed her cheek, slow and reverent. “I tried to stay away from you,” he said. “But you didn’t.” Their lips met in a crash of heat and confusion, need and fury. Her hands tangled in his hair. His mouth was urgent, devouring, worshipping. The kiss deepened, wild and consuming, like the fire roaring through the mansion. He pinned her against the wall, his hands exploring every inch of her with desperate intensity. She gasped as he kissed down her neck, her collarbone, pushing the fabric of her maid’s uniform aside like it offended him. Their breaths mingled in a haze of lust and smoke.

Damian looked at rose who was watching Xavier's every move like an eagle. Damian turned his face towards him and said. "My woman is enough..." Xavier started laughing at his words. "Woman, have you lost your mind... She will take me down ?. Let's see then..." Xavier ordered his men to attack damian, but rose kicked Xavier's chair and dragged him down on the floor. Before Xavier reacts she pulled out her dagger and placed it on his throat, she fisted his hair and tugged on them harshly making him throw his head back which gave her dagger more access to his neck.

] He would write on and on. [Once she's gone, we'll spend some time together. Remember that cool place abroad you wanted to check out?] [Holly, you're my number one. Always. This thing with Cecilia? It's just for show, for my parents' sake.] [And hey, you promised not to go to the Ocean Sonata Cup, right? Stick with that. Stay home and we'll have our own time.] [Holly, I love you.] Holly had been on the balcony when she read that. If she had not seen Luke tenderly pick up a flower that slipped into Cecilia's hair and tucked it away like a treasured keepsake, she might have kept fooling herself into believing Luke still cared for her.

he said, opening the box to reveal a beautiful silver necklace with a small heart pendant. Felix's eyes widened in surprise as he took the necklace from Harry. "It's beautiful," he said, putting it around his neck. Harry smiled and leaned across the table to kiss Felix. "I'm glad you like it," he said. "I wanted to get you something special to remind you of how much I care about you." Felix's eyes shone with tears as he looked at Harry. "I care about you too, Harry," he said. "More than you'll ever know."

“It’s just like I warned. The moonveil blossom can serve as either a cloaking plant or a hallucination pollen. Whoever your mate saw was a trick of the mind. Not you.” “Save me the science talk.” Then he looked at me with an emotion I wasn’t sure I wanted to peg as sincere. “I also did this for you, brother. Using the flower was to build a rift between both of you so after her death, you’d have no attachment to her death. She served her usefulness after all.” Diandra’s mother screamed, taking steps forward that were quickly intercepted by a guard. She threw herself back into her husband’s arms, sobbing. My fists closed with impossible tightness. I tried not to focus on the rage my wolf was f

… When the delivery person brought the flowers, they shouted, "I'm here for Alice! Your roses are here!" Alice raised her head high and jogged toward the delivery person. "That's me!" She took the large bouquet of roses from the delivery person and sniffed at it deeply to show off. "It smells so nice." Her coworkers gathered around. "Who sent them?" "My good friend, Aralyn!" Joanna also saw the flowers in Alice's hands—they were much larger and obviously much more expensive than hers. She grumbled, "It's not even from a man. Why are you so proud of it?"

Flora Amor gripped the edge of the dresser, her heart pounding so hard she thought she might collapse. The anger darkening Dixal’s face froze her where she stood. But instead of charging at her, he scooped Devon into his arms and strode out of the room. “I’ll let you taste Daddy’s special dish,” he told the boy, carrying both the child and a bag of fresh shrimp along with the ingredients for his honey garlic butter shrimp. She was about to follow them when a sharp pain shot through her chest, spreading to her head until her vision blurred.

Drake is the answer, and her strategy needs only this answer to work. Rose trembled and put her hands on the ground as she struggled to get to her feet. She stumbled back to her body and slowly pulled out the wooden stick that had just passed through her body, oblivious to the bleeding wound that had just been caused by the stick. She proceeded to Drake with caution while slowly massaging her scarred neck. Even though Rose was in a terrible state, she had the most endearing smile on her face, and despite her struggles, it shone brightly and was extremely sinister. Rose placed her hand on Drake's shoulder, and as she moved her body gracefully around Drake, she stroked the ends of his shoulder

asked Damian as he gawked at her " What's with that look ? Do you think just because I'm girl , I won't be able to take it ?" " you mean to say you can take it ?" " Of course I can !" retorted Rosalie with her arms folded in front . " Fine then let's bet " said Damian holding out his fist " we will watch a marathon of the most scary movies starting from The Exorcist and the first one who give up will treat the winner to a huge a meal at the Dalton's " " You are so on !" agreed Rosalie fist bumping with Damian and walked in the television room.

she smiled, more tears spilling from her eyes. “But you are also Aster.” Aster? He had heard of that—was that the flower? The purple flower from the monument of the lost pup. Aster—the same flower that had bloomed during the lost pup’s birth, resulting to the pup having the same name—what? Gavin looked at her in shock. “Omega Aster of Tundra. The perfect child of snow,” she whispered as she reached out with her free to cup Gavin’s cheek again. “You are found.”