Florante Florante At Laura นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Maddie broke their little make out session as she badged in—purposely— with a bouquet of dead flowers in her hands. “Lu.. oh I’m sorry..” she grinned. “Uhmm Dad is on his way. And Yh, someone left you these dead ass flowers. Look, there’s a note attached to it too.” Maddie placed the dead flowers beside Laura for her to take a look. Laura picked the note attached to it almost immediately. “Who sends anyone dead flowers?” King snarled. The worried look on Laura’s face had instantly turned into a fearful one. Her eyes widened as the note kept shaking in her hands.

The new trend was just plucking the flowers if you are the one giving, but don’t sniff, and if you are the one receiving, accept it, but don’t sniff, else you would be poisoned by a serial killer, milling around and dropping poison into flowers. Next to Gova’s resting place, stood Laura. She had dropped the flower she came with on the grave, and she was just standing in silence, maybe talking to Gova in her mind. Well, they were best friends and now that Gova, they might have devised a means of communicating with each other even though death had done the part.

Dad, who was already becoming mad, shunned her as he grumbled to himself. "Why isn't he here?!" Laura whined, breathing heavily. Her eyes were glinting with anger—even more frustration than my father's. "I think we are being too impatient! He will be here!" Scarlett hissed and flashed a glare at me as if I was the reason the Lycan prince refused to appear at the sound of the so-called flute he gave them. I almost laughed as I watched them sweat and grunt at each other while Laura kept blowing and blowing until all the veins in her neck came out, pulsing and bugging out her skin.

“Well, we’re not—” “Oh, no need to explain,” Flora interrupted with a smirk, her eyes gleaming with malice. “What else could you do but open those legs of yours?” Audrey froze, her body stiffening at the words. She could feel a rush of heat flood her cheeks, not from embarrassment but from anger. Flora’s insult cut deep, and the laughter that erupted from the students around them only fueled her frustration. They laughed, each giggle echoing in her ears, grating on her patience.

she said, a faint edge in her tone as she noticed his hands still resting at her waist. Reid’s face flushed slightly. He hesitated for a moment before pulling his hands away and stepping back. “Flirting with your best friend’s fiancée, huh, Reid?” Laura said, her tone laced with mischief as she looked at him with an amused smile. “You never change… bad boy.” “I could be a good man for you, Laura,” Reid murmured, his eyes never leaving her face. Laura shook her head, a disbelieving smile tugging at her lips. “Aren’t you scared? If Luciano finds out you’re hitting on me, you’ll be dead.”

"Yea? It's a lily? What about it?" My answer made him snicker as he turned his head in my direction. "It's not a lily. It's called Elnea. It's a flower tended to by the flora fairies that used to follow Eleanor's orders. The sword was what Eleanor knew how to use the best. Eleanor smells like Elnea." So, the flowery scent I smell on Eleanor is Elnea? "So, it has nothing to do with your glory?"

Luna Lauren nodded at the warrior who was stepping on me and immediately let me. Hastily, I sat up and covered myself with the blanket. Luna Lauren smirked devilishly and glanced at those newly arrived men. “Flora here is a whore who loves warming men’s beds so much. I’m sure she’ll be delighted to know you.” Those men instantly smirked and licked their lips. Some even had an instant bulge on their pants. My inside shook in fear.

Elena replied curtly, her guard instantly up in the presence of her shrewd mother-in-law. Laura's lips curled into a knowing smirk, her demeanor oozing with malice as she took a step closer to Elena, blocking her path. "You seem to have gotten what you wanted," she remarked, her words laced with accusation. "If only," Elena tried to pass by Laura, but she didn't move. Elena's pulse quickened, her jaw clenched in frustration. "What more do you want from me, Laura?" she snapped, her patience wearing thin under the weight of Laura's relentless scrutiny.

He dialed her number but was only greeted by a cold and robotic voice. "The number you have dialed is unavailable…" Just as he was about to call his driver, he spotted Freya walking into the hall while holding Liam's hand. The crowd quieted down the moment she appeared. Everyone was intently focused on the main characters of the night. Setting aside his phone, Lucas suppressed the uneasy feeling within him and went to greet Freya and Liam. Perhaps Cassie was still processing the fact that Liam was going to be one of the Cadells. She must have changed her mind and decided to not attend the ceremony. He figured he would head home first thing after the ceremony to cajole her.

Dante reached out to take the card, but she snatched it and clutched it close to her chest. "So it is true, you are going broke," Laura said. "Clarance said it but i did not want to believe her." Dante ignored what Laura was saying. "Is that why you are fucking that slut called Monica?" Laura asked. "For money?" Dante laughed. "No, darling. I am fucking Monica because she fucks better than you." "What?" Laura gasped. "How can you say such a thing?" Her eyes were widened as she stared at Dante walked away without remorse or even a small glance at her.