Flower Husbands Ao3 の小説・ストーリー

It was all about a year. Just one simple year. They got married because of his Grandmother's wish. He didn't fall for her in that one year but she did. She didn't expect he would still hold on that contract after being married for a whole year but he did. He terminated the contract after a year and told her that it was over without any regret. He had gifted her divorce papers on their first wedding anniversary. He had expected her to throw a tantrum but too bad cause she didn't. Instead she just packed her bags and left just like he had asked her to. Then all of sudden one year later they met again. But she didn't change like those cliche heroines after divorce. She was the same as she was a year ago. Stupid, clumsy and stubborn. He didn't realise what he lost like those cliche ex husbands when he saw her for the first time after a year. But why did it sting watching her talking to some other men so casually? Why did it sting when she didn't look at him with those puppy lovesick eyes anymore? Why did it sting so much when she treated him like other ordinary people? It shouldn't have right? SLOW UPDATE AND UPDATE 3 DAYS PER WEEK. PLEASE MAKE SURE TO READ THIS AND DON'T COMPLAIN LATER:)

One more time?" ML's voice was hoarse as he gently nibbled on FL's earlobe. FL's cheeks flushed. "Don’t ”she said. ML smiled. "What? Don't stop?" FL was lost in the wonderful feeling. In a daze, she recalled days long ago when she had waited at her wedding for her husband, whom she had never met. The wedding had already begun, but the groom was nowhere to be seen. Her hands and feet were cold as she faced the whispers of the guests alone. Then came the news: her groom, the future Alpha, had eloped with a ROGUE! Facing everyone's ridicule, FL decisively decided to change husbands on the spot. After all, it was just a political marriage. If she had to choose one, she would choose the strongest man. Amidst the gasps of the crowd, she fixed her gaze on the handsome and mature man, the most powerful Alpha, who was also her fiancé's stepfather. The man, 13 years her senior, firmly took FL's hand, and the two completed the wedding ceremony. Their married life was blissful and sweet, the only flaw being the rumor that ML was infertile due to an injury. As their relationship deepened, FL discovered it was just a rumor. Every time FL tried to escape, clutching her back, the strong man behind her would pull her back to bed. FL gasped, snapping out of her reverie to find ML straining against her, looking at her with a wronged expression: "You're distracted."

"What are you doing?" I exclaimed, shocked, as I felt multiple hands caressing my body with deliberate slowness. "What do you think? We're exercising our rights as your husbands," one of them replied in a deep, husky voice that sent shivers down my spine and ignited desire within me. "But I thought this was merely an arrangement to secure a cure for you guys," I stammered, my mind clouded by the overwhelming pleasure brought on by their wandering touch. They all chuckled darkly in unison, as if they had rehearsed it. "Yes, we are aware of that, but our arrangement doesn't forbid us from indulging in what's rightfully ours. And trust us, we plan to savor every moment," another whispered, sinking his teeth into my neck while simultaneously exploring me with his fingers. Ecstasy consumed me, driving me to the brink of madness. Ofillia had always held a deep-seated hatred for supernaturals ever since they emerged from hiding, responsible for her parents' brutal slaughter. She vowed to have no dealings with them whatsoever. But what happens when she finds herself in a dire situation, desperately needing the aid of three individuals? They require her presence to cure their uncontrollable wolves, while she relies on their power and wealth. An arranged marriage binds a vengeful human and three ruthless yet charismatic billionaire Alphas together. As their attraction intensifies, they struggle to keep their desires in check. Can She set aside her prejudice and allow their relationship to flourish, or will she sabotage it before it even has a chance to begin?

There's this unspoken rule in werewolf high society: no matter how tight the mate bond is, business banquets mean booking a hostess. Six years into our bond, my Alpha mate—Brian Stormclaw—met one. Louise. A scrappy Omega with too much pride and not enough sense. When he offered her his black card, she pushed it back and said, "I'm not some Alpha's pampered pet." Brian? Instantly hooked. Like the Moon Goddess herself had dropped her in his lap. He chased her like he wanted her mark on every pack crest. But he forgot something—I was the Luna he wrote ninety-nine love letters to before I said yes. I didn't beg. Didn't snap. Every time he chose her over me, I lit another letter. First one burned on our anniversary—he bailed to wait outside Louise's flower shop, just to walk her home. Letter thirty-four? He left me stranded in a dangerous hunting ground to keep her company. Said she was scared of the dark. Fifty-two? Torched the second he replaced our wedding photo with some sketch she made on. ... And when the ninety-ninth turned to ash, so did whatever was left of us. I walked away. For good.

Jacob is a struggling teenager trying to adapt and fit into his new life and school after the death of his family caused him to move across countries with his uncle and cousin, Kenny. He was forced to attend an elite all boys boarding school with Kenny, after his uncle somehow secured him a scholarship. Jacob accidentally walks in on Daniel, a notorious bad boy and bully, getting a blow job from a junior. Daniel seeing him and taking interest in the new kid at school, decides to bully Jacob into keeping his secret. Jacob trying to protect his uncle’s job and his spot at the school gives in to Daniel’s constant bullying which led to him doing things for him and his favorite teacher, Richard he never thought he would do. Jacob falls in love with Nathan years later and they were about to be married when he suddenly bumped into Daniel at the flower shop. He’d changed so much and he seemed kinder than he’d remembered him. Memories and feelings came rushing in and Jacob’s head became filled with so many questions. “Will he ever be able to forgive Daniel for everything he did to him?” But more importantly. “Has he really moved on from him?”

She was born a mafia heiress. Trained to lead. Destined to destroy anyone who stood in her way. But she never expected him… Fiorella D’Angelo has always been the sharpest weapon in her father’s arsenal—fierce, fearless, and raised to inherit an empire. When betrayal strikes from within, everything she believed about loyalty shatters. And the man demanding her compliance? Rocco De Luca—the most ruthless son of a rival mafia family, known for breaking rules, bones, and hearts. What starts as an arrangement built on vengeance, power plays, and buried family secrets quickly ignites into something neither of them can control. In a world soaked with blood, loyalty, and vendettas, love is the most dangerous game of all. But when enemies close in and war explodes around them, Fiorella and Rocco must decide: will they burn the world down for each other… or will it bury them both? The Mafia’s Flower is a gripping, slow-burn dark mafia romance packed with deadly obsession, tortured enemies-to-lovers tension, heart-pounding cliffhangers, and a heroine who never needs saving—but still chooses love. One empire. One queen. One man who would kill the world to protect her. Ready to enter their world?

Hi there…. Looking for the perfect book to enjoy your Christmas holiday? All I want for Christmas is my ex husbands identical twin brother gat you covered. I’ll advice you follow up so as to feel the holiday spirit that comes with the book. And don’t you worry, I update 4 times daily… so I’ve gat you covered. And for my Muslim readers, just enjoy the book for the exciting events my love. Dive into Lisa’s world, filled with unexpected crazy decisions, fascinating storyline and exciting events. “You pretending you’ve moved on.” Adrian said looking me directly in the eyes. He leaned in slightly, forcing Brian to pull me even closer. “You’ll crawl back,” he whispered. “Real soon.” . All Lisa ever wanted was to be loved. Ripped of family love, Lisa grows dreaming of the perfect man who’ll bring the world to her.. a man who was nothing like her father. She marries Adrian 2 days to Christmas a year ago, who she believed loved her but when she discovers he was engaged behind her back to Monica, he drops the divorce papers and forces her to sign them, taking everything he had ever given to her. Broken and devastated…. desperate to have her husband back, she takes a wild step that changes her life for good? Or maybe for the worse. Will her decision take away Brian, Adrian’s identical twin who decided to fake date her to get back at his brother. And Monica…. What is her real intention, who exactly is she to Lisa and why does she want Lisa’s downfall. Let’s watch out….

She entered his world as prey. Now, she’s learning to bite back. After her mother’s death, Annabelle Gracia seeks fragile solace in the flower shop—until her father trades her to Antonioni D’Angélo, the ruthless mafia billionaire known as The Shadow King. Nights with him burn with pain, pleasure, and control. His coldness shields a heart hunted by a dangerous fraternity, one that will not forgive tenderness—love is a risk he cannot afford. Yet desire refuses to be silenced. In their world, love is weakness, and weakness could destroy them both. Antonioni is not just another mafia heir; he is a force who commands the world’s shadows. Beyond the empire most will never see: high-stakes deals in European marketplaces, clandestine arms trades, and the quiet power of a man who moves money, influence, and danger across continents. Once fragile, she rises. No longer a pawn, she becomes his fiercest ally and mafia queen, his quiet hope. But betrayal is never far, and enemies wait in the shadows. When Nora, the daughter of one of their deadliest rivals, enters their world, alliances shatter, and danger multiplies. In a world ruled by secrets and scars, can love save them… or destroy them?

When I prepared to marry my boyfriend, his mother gifted us a brand-new house. But to my surprise, my future sister-in-law—who'd married into the family ten years before me—just up and moved into my new home. She stood there like she owned the place and announced, "Why should you get the new house? Both our husbands are sons of this family. How can they play favorites like this?" The truth is, when she got married, my future in-laws had given them a house of equal value too. It's just that ten years had passed, and their once-new home had simply grown old. My future mother-in-law just wiped her tears, clearly torn, but she didn't say a word. So I smiled and agreed to switch houses with my future sister-in-law. But she didn't stop there. "I've taken care of Mom for ten years," she said. "I spend no less than five thousand dollars on her every year. That's fifty thousand over ten years. You two should split that cost with us—just give me twenty-five thousand." The truth was, my future mother-in-law had spent those ten years helping them raise their kid, even draining her own pension into their household. I turned to look at her. Still, she said nothing. What they didn't know was that James Carter and I hadn't even filed our marriage license yet. They'd shown their true colors way too soon. As far as I was concerned, I wasn't setting one foot into that family anymore. And I swore that I'd turn their whole house upside down.

The story revolves around a ruthless mafioso who finds a woman buried on the ground as a sacrificial bride to the woman's townfolk's cult. He finds himself drawn to her and claims her from the grave just before she died and was instead wedded to him. Althea's fate was sealed when she became the mafioso's corpse bride. She was like a lifeless flower in a sea of blood and wrath. Men have been fawning over her ever since she remembered, and it was revealed that she was an actual human cursed by her own mother after the man who impregnated her left her to rot. She was like a human succubus, drawing men to her until they became crazy enough to kill her. And every time Althea is killed, a new Althea comes to life as though, the curse goes on and on. It is revealed later on that throughout the world, there have been more than thousands of Altheas enough to dominate the world in secret. At the end of the story, the mafioso due to the curse would kill his wife, only to be killed as well by another Althea who had been watching on the sidelines all this time. She goes back to visit her mother who had been brought to the mental asylum only to laugh hysterical at the term, 'monster'.