Fleur Delacour Novels & Stories

Ella was about to slap me when. "You shouldn't lay a hand with your fellow." A lady stopped Ella's hand from touching my cheek by grabbing her wrist. "You..." Ella couldn't hide a surprised look when she saw the lady. I was totally stunned by this lady's physical appearance. She looked like a model every man would find attractive. She and Neil would be a perfect pair. "You're Neil's fiancé, right?" Ella asked. "Yes, I am. I am Aurelia Anthea Clinton, Oliver's future wife." The lady stated as she lets go of Ella's wrist.

Fleur asked and the woman gasp. "Yeah are you okay? Cause your husband is at the point of death and i saved him, shouldn't you be grateful instead of stretching your big lips to ask who i am.... yeah I'm gonna tell you; I'm Fleur Sydney,a crazy nurse and surgeon who just saved your husband" Fleur said. "Yeah...you are crazy truly" Mrs Winters hissed. "Ohh...really? I should show you the definition of crazy then" Fleur said pulling off the gloves. The woman scurried out with her two maids after her.

Fleur couldn't deny that Chris had a unique taste. She was about to explore this further when suddenly, a voice interrupted her thoughts. "Madam Fleur?" "Oh my, it's really Madam Fleur!" "What brings you out today, Madam Fleur? Afternoon tea, perhaps?" Fleur nearly choked on her coffee. Lena was also surprised when she glanced up. She saw a group of wealthy women adorned with jewelry surrounding them, eager to flatter. "Your shawl is lovely, Madam Fleur!"

Vera chuckled and said, “Young Master, you don’t need to feel too pressured. If Fleur dies of old age, it's not entirely unacceptable. After all, whoever lives longer is the true winner.” Charlie shook his head, his gaze unwavering as he said, “No! If I let Fleur die of natural causes, it would be too easy for her! I must kill her with my own hands!” As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something and blurted out, “By the way, when Mr. Chardon self-destructed just now, I saw a woman hiding nearby. She had been concealing her whereabouts, but her aura was exposed at the last moment. She possesses Reiki, so she should be a cultivator. Perhaps she is another one of the great earls from the Qing E

Fleur Landry, can you please come here and introduce yourself? Fleur looked at Mr. Rutherford and stood up to go to the front of the class. “My God she looks so much more beautiful up close", Zeeb thought to himself as her scent of roses and lilies filled Zeeb's nose when she passed by him. "Hi, everyone good morning, I'm Fleur Landry, I just moved here to Willow Creek from New Orleans. Nice to meet all of you." She said confidently. Her mellow voice was music to Zeeb's ear. It was feminine but authoritative, she talks with confidence and he was smitten.

-Yes, I promise I will. Still worried a bit, Flora respected her friend’s request and went to the launch carriage the ‘Cote d’Azur’. Firstly, the girl was stunned by the luxury of the restaurant. Then she paid attention to Amélie staring at her from a table next window. Her eyes were running up and down, shamelessly. When they caught eyes, Amélie smiled a guilty smile. Flora approached her and teased: -Oh Lady Amélie! If your gaze lingers any longer I’m going to have to start charging for rent!

, the doorbell rang. Genevieve walked barefoot in her robe to answer the door. She found a woman standing on her doorstep. She was tall, slender and wrapped in a grey trench coat that was secured neatly at her waist. Her hair was packed into a sleek bun, and her lipstick was a faint rose color. She was French, that was clear even before she spoke. “Mrs. Holloway,” the woman greeted, voice like silk. “I am Delilah Moreau. I will be your assistant for the duration of your mission.”

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

And that's the biggest reason stopping her from showing any positive signs from her to him. Putting a stone over her senses she could accept him being an animal and a ruthless beast but she can't accept the fact that one day she will have to share him. Alas! He already has another mistress as well. What's the guarantee he will stay loyal to her? The woman seems to be after her throat. Fleur was weak. Extremely weak for her own good. Her mind was too naive to built any conspiracies against anyone. After a few hours as soon as she went to the garden to get a peaceful air but just when her feet stepped over the grass a flying rolled-up paper hit her head. She sighed grabbing the paper and even

Dorothy said, “Why are they recording a woman? Weren’t you guys talking about a Stone Ganbling Prince? Is she the prince then?” Beatrice replied, “Of course not, Sis. Do you not know who this woman is? This woman really is something else, you’ll definitely be shocked. She has a nickname—Princess Fleur.” “Princess Fleur?” Dorothy paused for a brief moment before exclaiming. “You’re saying, she’s Waltz Fleur from Thousand Miles Conglomerate?”