Evermore Blooms Novels & Stories

EMMA The sun filtered softly through the canopy of trees, casting dappled light over the garden that had become our sanctuary. I looked around, heart fluttering. Twinkling fairy lights intertwined with delicate white florals, the scent of jasmine and roses mingling in the warm breeze. It wasn’t a grand affair—it didn’t need to be. This was our home, our haven. And today, it would witness a new promise.

He had heard that their home was surrounded by a sprawling garden of hydrangeas, blooming in abundance. It was spring now—the most beautiful time of year. Those hydrangeas must be in full bloom, radiant and stunning. On the drive back to Riverdale, Nathan took the highway late at night. The long, empty overpass stretched out ahead of him, deserted and eerily quiet. He pushed his car to its limit, the engine roaring as the speedometer climbed higher and higher. Then, gripping the wheel tightly, he veered sharply to the side, closed his eyes, and let go.

She hugged me as she starts sobbing and saying incoherent words I try my best to calm her down and when she does, I raise her head to see those beautiful hazel eyes still glistening with unshed tears, her beautiful lips in between her teeth as she bites them nervously. I quickly prevent her lips from any more harm by freeing them and cleaning her eyes. "What's wrong babe?".. " Your coronation is in two months" she says quickly and I quickly understood what she meant I hug her even tightly as I stroke her hair. " Olivia we won't be separated, your my mate I know it, it won't be anyone else okay"... She nods her head slowly " I love you and I can never love anyone else as I love you okay".. "

There’s only so much that people can take before they need a break and peace. I stop walking to admire the flowers. They’re new, they’re like lilies, but they have petals that are multicoloured like a rainbow. While their centres are a speckled purple, a deep plum and lilac. They have to be my mother's doing. I lean forwards to smell them, they oddly smell like lemon grass. “I call them èternelles,” my Mama says from behind me, making me jump. “They are beautiful, I’m happy that you’ve found joy in singing again. Alpha Reece is good for you,” I tell her, my hand over my heart.

Joey asks snapping me from my thoughts, I look over at him taking a deep breath in before nodding my head. He smiles guiding me to stand even closer to the door as I hear Axel speak, I may have zoned out while he was giving the first half so I really have no idea what he’s saying. “My mate Evermore, has endured some of the worst pain and suffering in her life which I have ever heard. But even with her past, she continues to walk through life spreading as much positive energy and joy that she can, while also seeing only the best in each person she encounters. Which is why she is the perfect individual to take on the role as your Queen. So please give your warmest and most sincere welcome to m

Eric answered on the other end of the phone. "I'm at the beginning of the forest. Where are you?" "Do you remember where the bloom of peonies are?" "Vaguely." "Right, well I'm…just about…hold on, it's difficult to unfold this map with one hand…" I heard rustling on the other line before Eric's steady voice spoke again. "Okay. Yes, I'm very close to the bloom of peonies."

Chapter Two: SIGHTING Later that night, Rojean dolled up to go to a place that was both a nightclub and a bar that everyone was talking about. She was old enough, for sure, especially if she was going to get married soon. But she was never the kind of person to go out on the weekends, to a club or even a bar and always preferred the comfort of their apartment which Lucas didn’t mind at all even when he wanted to go out. She was in a cream coloured off shoulder dress which stopped mid-thigh and hugged her curves beautifully.

“No. It moved too quickly. Would have been good though. White blooms were on sale, though. They should be arriving next week.” A few other men joined the little circle, casting lecherous and curious looks at me. “Don’t mind her,” Mordecai said, “I’m just keeping an eye on little Matt’s plaything. Any other news?” “Devereaux Botanicals got the last bit of dark bloom roses and hemp that was on the market,” one of them said with a snarl. “That son of a bitch, Felix swooped in like he knew when it would go on sale. I guess those Warhammer contacts are treating him well.”

“Then we’ll just have to be faster.” By dawn, we were already on the move again. The mountain range stretched endlessly before us, every ridge sharper than the last, each step echoing with exhaustion. The path narrowed as we descended into the valley below, where the air grew warmer and thick with mist. Strange black flowers bloomed along the cliffsides—flowers that glowed faintly blue when touched by the sun. Aaron stopped to pluck one. “Well, at least the apocalypse has nice landscaping.” Sylra smacked his hand. “Those are soul blooms. They grow on the graves of forgotten spirits.”

Asher smiled back. The sun was setting and the moon was slowly coming out as they waited for the last bit of pack members to gather. Then as if someone pressed a button flowers began to bloom. The archways and vines that wrapped around the lamp post all sprouted white flowers. Along the fountain bloomed blue moon wisterias and moon flowers. Nora looked around in amazement. It was breathtaking. She saw a few of the pack members smile up at her as they saw her expression. “We need one of these.” She whispered to Jace.