Fleur Delacour Book Novels & Stories

Daniel ordered and I did, I tried to put it inside my cloth but I'm stopped immediately by a tall figure, a woman probably a library attendant. "Are u trying to steal books?" She asked in her British accent and crossed her arms to stare at me " no, I was just um.." "Cleaning." Daniel completes. " She was just cleaning" " don't come to this section again, it's not for public" she orders and grabs the book from my hand. Then shoves us away, we turned and left. " I have a feeling the reason why miss flora didn't get that book was because of the library attendant" Daniels turn back

I asked immediately. “Not about your daughter,” Harlow replied. “But there’s a visitor in the lobby requesting to see you. Miss Renaud.” The name made me stagger back. Miss Renaud? Jean-Paul’s daughter, the little girl Lila and I had named our own child after, the daughter who’d lost her father to my actions? “Fleur? Is her mother with her?” “Not his daughter,” said Harlow. “His sister Victoire.” “Victoire…yes, I remember. His little sister…did she say what she wants?” I asked, my throat tight.

Cassie called out. My brows went up. A delivery? From who? I decided to go check it out. When I got to the door, I saw two mugs of steaming coffee, a rose, and a note. I took the note from her only to see two words ‘Queen Delaney’ I blinked, Queen? Cassie was grinning widely but I could still sadness in her eyes “I'm guessing it's from one of the billionaires, I think they still want you.” I shook my head “Throw that coffee away, together with the rose.”

"Yea? It's a lily? What about it?" My answer made him snicker as he turned his head in my direction. "It's not a lily. It's called Elnea. It's a flower tended to by the flora fairies that used to follow Eleanor's orders. The sword was what Eleanor knew how to use the best. Eleanor smells like Elnea." So, the flowery scent I smell on Eleanor is Elnea? "So, it has nothing to do with your glory?"

Her eyes lingered on me and I had to fight the urge to lean over and kiss her. “Can we please goooo?” Flora said, feeling very dramatic. I stood and set my napkins on the table. “Yep, let’s go. Time to see what Flora can do today.” She smiled at me and I felt like I could survive anything as long as I could keep seeing that. Then she was off like a shot, Cody fast on her heels. Kyle hung back and walked with Delilah while I brought up the rear. “So, have you been working on any other exercises?” Delilah said, walking with her arm around his shoulders.

"Wow, who knows when 'The Flavour is Yours' will be released? I must go to the premiere." Everyone was talking a lot, but it seemed to be crooked. They didn't talk about Clair, the second female lead, but about the novel "The Flavour is Yours" and its author. Clair's face was a little ugly, but she didn't have a seizure. After all, with so many reporters around, she wouldn't have a problem, or she would be self-destructing. She now sets herself up as a pure lady.

I reply immediately, thinking of Ivy’s scent. Delilah grabs a booklet featuring different arrangements of lilies. “There. That wasn’t so bad, see?” She says with a smile. “We could do this together!” I shake my head. “Absolutely not. And Ivy didn’t seem to know much about the terms of our arrangement–you were going to talk to her, weren’t you?” “Oh, yeah,” Delilah replies absentminded, picking at white fabric swatches and holding them against her body. “Which one of these suits me the best?”