Flower Bullets Novels & Stories

When I walked out of the doctor's office with my test results, the hospital's advertisement screen played the scene of Brandon proposing to me. Under a dazzling starry sky, deep blue fireworks lit up the night. He wore a white suit and kneeled in a rose garden, opening a box with a diamond ring inside. The scene was so beautiful that it looked like something straight out of a romance drama. I overheard some patients' family members chatting with a nurse. "I'm really so jealous of Ms. Pace. Meeting a man like Mr. Foster is the luck of eight lifetimes."

Riverbourne, Calvia. Bruce hit the rose garden at dawn—only to find a field of ash. The gardener was sweeping up nearby and looked up. "Mr. Jerkinson? You're up early." Bruce stormed over. "What the hell happened? Where are the roses?" He yanked the guy by the collar. "I was gone a few months. You torch them or something? Do you even know what those meant to Suri? What I put into them?" "Easy, sir! It wasn't us—your wife told us to clear them out. She lit the fire herself."

Each event was paired with a footnote that did not belong in any public record. Fire. Explosion. Structural failure. Electrical fault. Accident. Evelyn’s breath slowed as she read. The second page contained addresses. Some were international. Some were not. One of them made her sit down. Her old apartment building. The room did not spin. It narrowed. Focused. She had accepted the fire as a singular act of malice. Genevieve’s cruelty. Claudia’s reach. A personal attack meant to intimidate or eliminate. This was something else. This was repetition.

Two bullets were fired at him, He ducked his head and fired twice at the shooter, the bullets hit his chest and he fell down. Aaron shot at the other man hiding behind a car. Aaron fired at the fuel tank of the car and it blasted into flames taking away the man with it. Aaron looked at Flavio from his peripheral vision, he was shooting at the attackers and had taken out a few. His men were shooting to kill. "I want them alive." He ordered them as He kept shooting.

‘I’ll be fine. Focus on what you’re doing, Little Mate, I’ll handle the rest.’ His voice is quiet, and I feel slightly calmer after his reassurance. I return to the bed and get back to work, fishing out the fragments of the next bullet. These are strange bullets, not like any I’ve seen before. They seem to open upon impact and release small glass shards of poison inside the body. I’m working on one of the ones in her stomach when I pause, seeing a piece of the glass lodged into her ureter.

I huffed. "Oh come on, why that?" "Why not that, Flower?" "Well because..." "Because?" "Stop it Alex." "Oooo we're at Alex now." My face turned beetroot. "Shut up!" Even covering my face with my hands couldn't take the blush or his chuckles away. "I hate you" I pouted. He stopped chuckling and smiled when I peeked between my fingers to look at him. That same look from earlier crossed his face,but melted away soon enough, and then he was leaning close. My brain seemed to shut down and then go into overdrive

She simply said pouting her lips mockingly. Damn those pink cherry lips that glistened under the basement light while she swept the tip of her juicy tongue across them. She pulled her lower lip biting it gently as if thinking hard about something. My lips itched to release her bottom lip and lip fuck her until she can't think about anything but me. "Tsk Tsk, I didn't want to do this to an old sick bastard like you." She said feigning pity while pulling a Glock 17 handgun. Spitting the blood from his mouth, Junaibar laughed as if it's nothing.

Rose had gone back to her room and was staring blankly out the window when she got there. After being pierced by pointed fingertips, her flesh bled bright red blood, which fell from her hand and stained the dark dress. Her eyes were afire with confusion, and her irrational feelings were suffocating her rationality and encouraging her to engage in harmful behavior.

The wetness of Enola pussy led the long thick stroke of Bruno to be plugged inside her absorbable organ. “ oh..oh…oh..oh ..easy baby..oh….oh”, she moaned.

Aurora leaped on her foot and moved forward. Power was seeping through her body. They were scared so they began to shoot at her. A rain of bullets hit her body making holes but it didn't stop her from moving forwards. Aurora forwarded her hand and an archer of fire appeared on her hand, she lifted her other hand, and three arrows appeared on her hand then she shot the three arrows but when they went ahead became hundred of arrows that burned them. "Why are bullets not working on her?" Amelia exclaimed in frustration hiding behind the car.