Fleur Delacour Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I asked, my voice still rough. Delilah lifted her head and looked at me, that smirk growing into a full smile. Her eyes sparkled with mischief. “I’m thinking about how good it feels to finally win the stubborn old man’s heart,” she said softly, her voice teasing. “I’ve read so many fantasy novels like this—the big, grumpy, off-limits guy who tries to stay away but ends up claiming the girl anyway. I always loved those stories. But this… this is my reality. I finally got you, Nico.” Her words hit something deep in me. She looked so happy, so in love with the idea of us. It made my chest tight in a way I wasn’t used to.

Stella moved closer and bent over my body, "Once again, you are wrong. I am not with Asteria." I looked into her eyes and it finally dawned on me. Panting heavily, I whispered, "Lucien..." Her whole face brightened up, "Exactly. Isn't that such a twist, Delilah?" Feet planted on the floor, I tried to heave myself up but I was losing my senses quickly. Eyelids dropping close, I asked her hoarsely, "Why did you do it?" Her face neared as she said, "Because of you, darling." Her eyes narrowed, "You just have to snoop around in others' matters, no?"

The man who had always listened to them, who had grinned foolishly and declared himself the happiest person in the world, had been forced by their betrayal to grow wings. The very first thing he did after learning to fly was leave them forever. How could Cedric do this? How could he... really leave? "Don't panic. I'll go find him right now. Maybe he's just hiding somewhere, sulking." Delilah forced a smile as she lifted a hand, intending to wipe away Marcel's tears. However, when her gaze landed on the neat handwriting that looked so much like Cedric himself—careful, obedient, and unassuming—her hand froze in midair before slowly falling back to her side.

“I didn’t do it. He moved the soup toward me himself. And I’m allergic to seafood. Don’t remember?” Only then did Ellis seem to recall, but she remained stubborn. She tossed out a curt, “Take care of yourself,” and left without looking back. Night brought a sudden downpour, and as expected, I was drenched through. By the time I returned to the villa, it was already late. Through the half-closed door, I heard the sound of breathy, intimate gasps. I froze, and then Russell opened the door with a sly smile. “I didn’t expect a loyal little lapdog like you to eavesdrop. What’s wrong? Miss Stewart hasn’t let you touch her in three years, has she? Are you jealous?”

“Why?” “Because its none of our business. It’s their problem and not ours.” His forehead furrowed and shook his head slowly. She took a deep breath and didn’t bargain with him anymore. She continued enjoying the celebration but she didn’t had the chance to talk to other people, specially men. There were actually a lot of good-looking men. She also saw king Freon and wait, what? Her eyes widened as she saw a familiar man from afar. “G-general M-mike?” She mumbled under her breath. Well, how could she ever forget? He lied his identity and his real one was Lilac Fletcher, the younger brother of Diamond Fletcher.

I feel my pants get tight. Flipping back to the first page. Reading throuhg her name. she’s Fleur. a flower that i’m about to pluck soon. No criminal record. Fleur is still in high school raised by a single mom who’s almost on her deathbed with piled up bills.I concluded this girl has no time to date. Good, she doesn’t have a boyfriend don’t want to waste bullets on that. she’s not in any underworld affiliation but needs to double-check. If she’s in any deal with the restaurant’s lord she’s working for. I smile at how easy this is going to be.

From upstairs, Cadeau could see Fleur and Natasha chatting and staring at something, It seemed the two where debating on something. Slowly she tiptoed to the bottom, with a mission to scare them, she carefully sneaked behind their back, but she hardly took a step, when Fleur noticed her. Fleur stood up from her seat, "Honestly If you where not a bride to be, then I would have definitely said you take forever to freshen up." she hugged her sister. " you just exaggerate things Fleur...good morning." Cadeau said and pecked her on the checks.

To be sincere I'm starting to feel sleepy. He pecked my forehead before strolling into the house. I yawned real this time and fall into a short sleep. 💎Fleur's POV💎 I walked home feeling lonely.. I missed Elva,we would chat and laugh on the way but now I'm alone now and it sucks. I diverted my thoughts to my prince charming and began smiling on the road like an idiot,not minding the people turning back to look at me. "Damn... prince charming see what you've done to me" I muttered slowly.

“Mom, this is Fleur.” I extended my hand to shake hers. “Lovely to meet you.” She smiled, but it wasn’t the same warmth she gave to her son. “Delphine. It’s lovely to meet you as well.” She pulled her hand away first and regarded me with a shrewd stare. “When Bastien told me about you, he said how beautiful you were—and he did not exaggerate.” Bastien smirked as his hand inched closer to my ass, his mother unable to see because she faced me head on. “I didn’t need to.”

Who was still wrapped around her like a cobra viper, snarling at harry. He retreated and growled at harry, “Mine,”, Fleur placed her hands on his cheeks and made him look at her. She tiptoed and peck his lips in commitment, after few jiffies she tried to pulled back but looks like he had other plans, he placed his hand on her nap and kissed her deeply. I and Cora smiled at them. Fleur deserves this. They are so perfect. I was fully aware of heated gaze of my mate but I choose to ignore. I went to the library to give these love birds some space. ----------------------