Flowers Are Bait Novel Novels & Stories

‘It might help’ I told myself as curiosity gnawed at me. I bit my lip as I reached for it. I set the key aside, placing it carefully in the drawer before reaching for the book and picking it up. I held it, still staring at the cover. I turned to the first page. It had few information written about her. I already knew her age and now I knew she was the same age as me and that we shared the same birthday. We were more alike than we thought. The thought sent a shiver down my spine. I flipped to another page and at the first line, the words, ‘I can’t wait to leave here with him but unfortunately she knows all about it. Should we trust her?’ were written.

Ava's POV The knock on my door jerked me out of my thoughts. "Come in," I said. I sat up and faced the door. Sage walked in with red roses, my favorite flowers. He handed them to me, giving me a kiss on my forehead. "Why aren't you ready yet? It's after twelve already." He held my hand in his, caressing it softly. "I'm sorry. It must have slipped my mind. Just give me thirty minutes to get ready." I smiled lazily.

After a brief silence, detective Jones broke the silence and asked "what do you think maria?“ “About what?” “This, of course!” detective Jones said increasing his tone. “Calm down partner. Anyways, I think we're dealing with a nasty serial killer that has an obsession with flowers” Maria joked. “It's not just that. But wait, I think am beginning to get the pieces, according to the woman, a white rose represents chastity and purity,now a blood stain on it would mean what? The chastity or purity have been stained and how is that possible?”

As Rowland finishes the story, I turned my gaze to a patch of flowers in the garden and secretly used dark magic on it. Suddenly, one of the flowers begins to bloom, as if it was responding to the story Rowland just told. Rowland is astounded, and I subconsciously leaned into him.as we both watched the flower. The two of them stand there, looking at the flower in awe, and i couldn't shake off my feelings as I leaned into his body.

The most beautiful smell of honey and peaches invading all of my senses. Gripping me in every way Mate! Mate! Get mate! I felt my eyes shifting darker, I could smell her, and when I looked further up the staircase I could see her. My little mate. Blossom's POV "Come on we'll be late!" Quinn practically screamed at me "Why do you even care? You already have a mate... what are you getting out of tonight?" I asked as I pinned my hair up in the mirror. She was sat on the bed, putting her blue heels on, her white dress flowing over the edge of the covers.

Anita would spend hours browsing the internet until finally, she clicked on a link that changed her life. "mmmm, what is this, on my feed?" Anita mused as she slowed her scrolling to a stop, on the top of her feed there was a novel that was recommended to her by one of her F******k friends. The cover displayed a man and woman that were intimately intertwined, and on the woman's wrist were chains, and in the man's hand, there was a red riding crop. The novel instantly caught Anita's interest, she was not a virgin but she was innocent still in many ways so seeing the cover of this book piqued her interest so she gave it a chance, and this one fateful moment in time ended up opening her eyes to

Rebecca The rest of the afternoon was filled with client calls and coaching some of the new staff on various complex accounting principles. By the end of the day Rebecca was beat and could think of nothing better than a hot bath. She stood, turning and walking to the file cabinet at the back of her office where the roses sat. She leaned over and breathed in deeply, the sweet smell filling up her senses and reminding her of beauty and innocence. “They’re beautiful.” She turned and smiled at Jason. “Yes they are. I thought they might be from you.”

Luna stood frozen in her spot, as if struck by lightning. The sun was shining brightly above her, but she felt an unprecedented chill attacking her body. Aura Gibson. The dry bouquet of baby’s breath was from Aura Gibson. This woman…was already back in Banyan City? What did she mean by giving Neil flowers? Was she gloating? Trying to provoke her? Or…declaring war on her? Countless scenes where Aura almost killed Neil and Nellie flashed before her eyes. She bit her lip with all the strength she could muster, feeling as if she had fallen into an icy lake in the middle of winter.

It was such an interesting story! I stood up and search for more and found a book in another aisle. I started reading it until I got pulled in. It was wonderful! "Unknown was the name it called it really became untold. A White Chrysanthemum was torn, that lies the truth inside." "A Savory flower they grow, that interests grow to the hidden. A bud of Tarragon grew, lasting their feelings." "They gave a Daisy to the eccentric saying, I will never tell you.