Flower Husbands Novels & Stories

A few girls giggled while others offered teasing remarks. The second girl stood up, reaching into her bag to pull out a small wooden box. “Inside this box is a rare seed,” she said proudly. “As you know, my father owns the largest agricultural firm in town. This seed is cultivated specifically for mated wolves. If you plant it in your garden after your mating ceremony, it will bloom within hours into a rare Bunen flower.” A collective gasp rippled through the room at the mention of the flower. “We all know what a Bunen flower does,” she continued with a sly grin. “Whenever the spark between you and your mate starts to fade, its scent restores the passion as it should be”.

A vibrant blossoming of the combination of roses, sunflowers, and daisies, moving their body in rhythm to the melody of the gentle breeze. "Hey," I started, calling his attention to my presence. "I like your work." The air was filled with the sweet fragrance from the combination of all the flowers. Ancient trees towering above with long branches stretched towards the sky. "Thanks ma'am. I'm glad you like it," he said, without stopping. "You're doing great and my husband will like it too," I added as the regular sense of familiarity washed over me. But immediately after my last statement, he turned towards me, his hand adjusting his face again. "Thanks, milady," he said shortly, but his gaze

They only sell one bouquet of each flower type. They follow the princes to a table under the birch trees. Ethan M. Grandiflora, the son of the ruling noble of domain Grandiflora, is also there. He stands and waits for the two princes to sit. He hands them a list of all the farmers and florists in the market.

What she failed to endorse were the number one shampoo, and soap brand in VeM. “Let’s go, Gugu.” I opened the door and there was Grip standing holding a bouquet. “You missed me huh?” He bit his bottom lip suppressing his smile. “For you.” He gave me the flower and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. I lowered my face to hide the stretching of the corner of my lips. I closed my eyes and brought the flowers to my nose. It has a peachy-citrus scent. I looked closer, it was a bunch of double apricot-pink yellow roses.

Oh, I'm really starving! "You eat first," he said as he guides me to a seat. Many servants wearing the same clothes as Ignis, attended to us and serve some foods. I started eating while Ice continued talking. "There are four tribes in Narte Fantasia." He said and raised four of his fingers in the air. "First, the Flamis, yours and your mother's tribe. Flamias has the ability to control, produce, and extinguished fire," he explained and put one finger down. "Next is the Glaciers, it's my and your father's tribe. We have the ability to control water at all states, be it frozen or boiling."

So even if occupying seats at the back is a disadvantage, I took it. "Contrary to popular belief, Wolfsbane won't kill us immediately. It depends on how much you will ingest." Plimoth plucked 6 flowers from the plant and approached us. One by one, he placed a piece of flower in front of us. He winked at me as he placed the flower at my cask iron and I could feel blood rushing to my cheeks again. After distributing to each of us, he then picked one for himself and for Silas. "So as an exercise, I want you to take one petal, tear a small piece of it. And eat it."

Rayon says, and everyone including Stella turns to him with questioning eyes, but Christiana and Raymond smile as they suspect he's about to do something they are happy with. "I also am in love, and Christiana and Raymond's love story, has inspired me. Miss. Rose Mary Duran, will you do me the honors of being my girlfriend? "He questions and the whole hall erupts in happy laughter and the timid Rose is taken up by a heavy blush. She nods, and the whole hall is taken up by a round of applause. Stella rolls her eyes in disgust. "Stupid paupers. "She mumbles before turning back to Mr. Johnson.

"Your name's Yvonne, right? You're saying my husband choked you and ripped your clothes with his hands?" Yvonne straightened up and said with unwavering confidence, "That's right! His hands were shockingly strong and covered in calluses. They hurt so much! I'll never forget those hands!" "Good." I nodded, a glint of coldness in my eyes. "Hopefully, when we get to court, you’ll still remember what those hands look like. "Because my husband lost his hands in a fire five years ago. "You said he choked you? With what? His imaginary hands?"

“I said, if you know anything about my fiancé, maybe you can tell me.” He nodded seriously before checking the translated result. “Ah. Fiancé.” Finally. “Dad tell me po. But I don't know who your asawa is.” I stared at him. Then stared at my milk. Then stared at him again. Great. My only lead had absolutely no lead. “But Colen may know po.” Colen. The same name Susan and Karla mentioned last night. “Who exactly is Colen?” “He's papa assistant, ma’am.”

"You make me healthy. You are a very caring wife." "Don't flatter me too much." The couple reached the garden. They walked hand in hand toward the mansion's maze garden. The fresh air served as a natural stress reliever. He smiled down at her while she led him toward the dragon fruit plants his father had planted. "Wow!" Keira exclaimed. "The flowers are blooming! Love, look!" She dragged him toward the dragon fruit as a white flower, shaped like a lotus, slowly bloomed. It seemed to stand out from every other flower around it. "Damn, I don't have my phone with me," she pouted.