Fleur Summary Novels & Stories

and unlocked the door. He moved her going away from him...he was looking at her without blinking and taking in her beautiful and gorgeous self.. Her white coat that is her pride and signifies her hardwork to her patients, was held in her one hand... Her purse in other hand... A stethoscope, that was, is and maybe will be her favourite jewellery that she always carried around with her, was around her neck.... She was beauty with brains in herself. A perfect combination... No wonder his mom loves her more than him and would stay unhappy everytime Kiara or anyone bought up the topic of their marriage ceremony to be held...

Would Wolfgang get mad and finally decide to torture me for real? I look at Magda and nod. I'm worried about meeting Wolfgang, but I don't want to make Magda feel bad because she's the only person who has cared for me in a long time. Magda smiles with relief and gets out of bed. “This is for you.” She places a yellow flower print dress on my lap. “I chose that dress myself. I'll wait for you in the hallway." I nod, and do what she asks me to do, it's what I do best, follow orders.

An hour later, she finally finished cooking the soup. It was time for the bread to enter the warm oven. Lili moved her hand nearer to the oven to feel the movement of the flame. Ever since she was young, she had always been sensitive to the flames. It was a talent she was proud of. She called it ‘flame reading’ to make it even sound more amazing. Though it was useless most of the time, at least her talent was good for cooking. That was enough for her and the orphanage. The young lady moved her hands away, wiping her sweat before nodding. The temperature rose within the right level, at the perfect level. It was at this temperature that her bread was at its greatest and tastiest state. She scu

The plants became denser as he walked more until it opened up to something more beautiful. Gavin has not seen anything this beautiful in his life, except maybe the first time he saw Ainar’s wolf, but that’s a different conversation. There are so many flowers everywhere, even more than he already passed by. He slowly entered the area, eyes stuck on the purple flowers hanging all around. The sight of the flowers reminded him of the one Andrea talked about. Is this it? Was she pertaining to this? They are making some of sort of an arch, beautiful and breathtaking. Below it is a lone big stone, filled with more flowers, now in different kinds, they’re wilting, scattered below the stone, but it d

No, it was like a galaxy. “Clandes?” Amnisty said in disbelief. She squatted and picked the things of the girl. The last thing she picked was a flower, a pink peony. The flower was still fresh. “Seacrestian are powerful, huh? They were able to immediately. I can’t even trace any footsteps.” she said while observing the flower. Amnisty smirked. Geez, you never failed in making me amazing, Clandes. ** Amnisty was staring blankly at the box she hides from Peony. The box contained the materials of Peony when she was in Seacrest. Amnisty didn’t mention any of it to Peony.

“Annika reviewed your previous work.” “I know,” Fleur said. “She sent me a three-paragraph analysis of my methodology. It was the most precise editorial note I’ve ever received from a lawyer.” “She does that,” Dante said. “She’s extraordinary,” Fleur said. “Everyone around me is extraordinary,” Dante said. “It’s a pattern I’ve noticed.” Fleur almost smiled. “Yes. I can see that.” Her gaze went back to the house. “Elian Rhys.” “Yes.” “He’s in the documentary,” she said. “Not as a subject, but as context—the work he’s done, the novels, the foundation.”

Watching him be so tormented with regret, I didn't so much as create a ripple in my heart anymore. I felt like it was time for me to go. At that moment, however, Louis caught sight of something else, hidden in a corner. It was a strand of fur, the color of red wine—a fur color that only belonged to Lily.

What's the use of your beauty or handsomeness if you don't just benefit from it, instead they will benefit from you because they will drink your blood. "You are a welcome gift for me," Trevor answered Celestine. "And also a woman wants me to kill you." He walks faster to reach her and then he was about to bite her neck when another vision of them suddenly appeared. A vision of them happily hugging each other with their kids in a place full of flowers. Trevor stops her plan of killing her. He couldn't understand why he can't bear to kill her.

But why did his eyes, when they locked on her earlier, seem filled with such… personal fury? Her boss’s plans changed when a sudden phone call pulled her away, leaving Flora Amor alone in her cubicle, swiveling nervously in her chair. She pulled her computer closer and typed FOL Builders Inc. history into the search bar, hoping to learn something useful. The company had been around for seven years and was still growing strong. It had started in Metro Manila, but now it was recognized nationwide. And always, the same striking name appeared—Flower of Love Builders Inc.

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. ----------------------