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Gift Of the Heart

Gift Of the Heart

Fleur threw it back and got her phone "ohh my word you have about a thousand birthday replies on the post I shared!." _ After breakfast Guerrier and his father left as he had said they would. Grandpa and Rani also resided to the temple for the morning prayers. Fleur was in the backyard garden writing her assignments killing time before the family lunch party began. She sighed as she finished the last leaf of the pamphlet and stared at the screen of her laptop. Her mind raced back to what her mother had said earlier. She studied the two of them in the picture and looked closely at her sister, the two of them didn't really quite resemble, Cadeau was the only one with blue ocean eyes among th
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Running Away From My Alpha Mafia Husband

Running Away From My Alpha Mafia Husband

Adele's POV "I don't know why you keep insisting I'm your wife," I said, forcing each word past the tightness in my chest. "Does she look like me? Maybe I resemble her—wolves say many humans share the same bones, the same eyes, a similar scent event—but that doesn't make me her. I'm Fleur Swann. You need to accept that." I held his gaze, refusing to be the first to look away.
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Daisy Hunter

Daisy Hunter

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.
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Billionaire, I'm No Longer Yours

Billionaire, I'm No Longer Yours

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.
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The Conqueror's Royal Slave

The Conqueror's Royal Slave

Now it was time for payback. The young woman was dressed provocatively in a too tight gown which matched her striking green eyes. “I can see the resemblance,” Lysette said. “Except for the freckles. Don’t you find them ugly, my love?” “Some say they are kisses from the sun,” she remarked, moving restlessly beneath the coverlet. “I wonder what else has entered that pretty mouth.” “You are disgusting, de Mornay.” “Careful, Fleur. I could have you whipped.”
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Alenna Delevigne

Alenna Delevigne

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."
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THE HEARTLESS BILLIONAIRE

THE HEARTLESS BILLIONAIRE

I gazed at Zephanie, who was happily nodding at Crisha. "Amari Fleur, Collection d'Amari owner and well-known as the goddess of unique creations in Paris and other countries. I think we have been friends for quite some time since I went to Paris with Rafael. Do you remember that, Rafael? When I told you I met a brilliant woman? I was talking about Fleur." Zephanie said, which made me stiff. Does Fleur know who Zephanie and her future husband are? Is that the reason why she kept avoiding me? Or has she known for a long time?
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The Butcher - A Mafia romance

The Butcher - A Mafia romance

“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.”
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Her Hatred & Vengeance, Second Love

Her Hatred & Vengeance, Second Love

He stopped and I smiled in desperation, I got his attention. “Caleb, Miss Delacroix is a convincing and conniving woman, can't you see? Miss Delacroix is Elaine! She is really Elaine! Everything she's been doing is to take revenge! She's here to take revenge on us all!” I confessed, moving to hold his palms, willing for him to believe me.
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Wild Flower

Wild Flower

She climbed down from the bed slowly and walked close to Xander. "You did what!" She screamed and held his shirt. " You dare to me,you prick! And to worsen it, you changed my dress and my... you are so dead." Ariande couldn't think or say what else her boss had done. Xander didn't move, he only smiled. He could see her beauty in her anger. He was lost in those green eyes. And her anger made them sparkle. The fan blew her long black silky hair. Her lips were moving but he didn't hear anything, he only watched and thought of how tasty they would be. Ariande snapped her fingers at him when she noticed that he wasn't listening.
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Fleur Isabelle Delacour is this beautifully complex character from the 'Harry Potter' series who always struck me as more than just the 'pretty Beauxbatons girl.' She's introduced during the Triwizard Tournament as the champion from the French wizarding school, and at first glance, she seems like this aloof, almost haughty figure with her silvery-blonde hair and Veela ancestry. But what I love about her is how layered she becomes as the story unfolds. Her relationship with Bill Weasley, for instance, shows a side of her that’s fiercely loyal and deeply emotional—especially during the Battle of Hogwarts, where she fights alongside the Order despite not being British or even directly involved in the conflict initially.

And let’s talk about her Veela heritage! It’s not just a superficial trait; it shapes how people perceive her and how she navigates the world. The way she’s initially dismissed as 'shallow' by some characters (cough, Molly Weasley, cough) only to prove them wrong by standing by Bill after he’s mauled by Greyback? That’s growth. Plus, her French accent and occasional linguistic quirks ('I am good-looking enough for both of us,' she tells Ron) add such charm. She’s a reminder that strength and femininity aren’t mutually exclusive—and that first impressions can be wildly misleading.

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