Fleur Stroy 소설 & 이야기

"Her majesty, I saw her in the passage near the Falling River. She was seriously injured and there was a flower with her." "What flower?" Amnisty doesn't answer right away. She and the queen already talked about this situation but they need to do it again to inform Dealla. She sighs before answering. I hate repeating. "It's Peony." "Oh, what a nice flower and it's the favorite of our friend, Amnisty. Right?" "You're right, her majesty." "Since you don't remember your name, darling. How about I'll name you Peony? Is it fine with you?" The queen strokes some strands of Dealla's hair. She puts it behind her ear. The queen stares at Dealla’s face.

But there are some people who still longs for more rather than staying in the room, locked up and just playing games. I am one of them. And now, I have friends, and I finally get along with my family. I also have found the love of my life. I am Miss Wallflower, and this is my story. END

~ 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.

"Like the princess, tea, or flower?" I glanced at him from the corner of my eye, a smile growing on my face. "The flower. Why do you—why do you call me Bloom?" Zac shrugged lightly, looking out the window. "I assumed it was the flower. Blooming—as flowers do." I inhaled sharply. I was—flattered, I think. Confused. I didn't think Zac was someone who would put thought into a nickname. It—kind of made my heart tug. It was—just more thoughtful than I would have imagined Zac to be.

She seethed snapping her head in Fleur's way who panted crazily in terror. "R-Rylie, you were so good to me." Fleur tried her last card but Rylie was too heartless to remember those moments they spent together. Even though Fleur was the only girl of her king Rylie ever liked, she was humble, decent, and sophisticated not like all of the egoistic and manipulative mistresses he had before. Her innocence was like a cherry on top and Rylie really enjoyed this human's company.

"Hel..." "I want you in my room now!" The boss ordered. How much she hated his commanding attitude. "Haaahhh! I will kill you." She screamed and stormed out of the room, stamping her feet very hard on the ground. Xander chuckled when he saw her reaction after the phone call. 'She is such a wild flower' There was a loud bang on the door. He knew that it was only Ariande that would do that. "Don't pull down my door as you did my car." He shouted to her hearing. She opened the door and barged in.

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.

“Oh, you're are only familiar with the red ones. Well, all I can say about the white rose is, it's beautiful, extremely rare, and expensive. One of a kind, if I may say. There are only few florists who can confidently tell you they have a white rose in their garden. I was only lucky to get them when a supplier called me and told me he was willing to sell at an outrageously high price and also the white rose signifies chastity, beauty, royalty, and purity. In the ancient times, royalties give it to women they intend to court or have picked some form marital interest in, especially when she's a virgin.“ “Thank you for your time.” They said as they exited the place.

"Madame Fleur Florian is very good at what she does. I wouldn't be surprised if she came back with the right gown for you." As if she knew she was being spoken about, Madame Fleur Florian dashed back in, carrying a beautiful burgundy princess-cut gown. The fabric had large 3d roses in fabric. It was off the shoulder and would show off a lot of skin. It would definitely show his bites on her shoulder, just like now. She swallowed, gazing at the extravagant gown in growing anxiety. "Breathe, Caramia," Persephone instructed, slightly amused. Caramia did as she said. "Good girl. Now go try on your gown."

(Claude) “Please forgive me,” Fleur pleads with tears in her eyes. “All I wanted was to live here permanently with the man I love. Lady Rosie guaranteed it would happen if I agreed to make the tonic for her. I k-knew it was wrong but I was desperate-“