Flowers In The Dark Novels & Stories

Chapter 1: Dysfunctional family. The darkness is nothing more than a test that God gives us, many times to overcome things and learn from it, but in the end we all carry that darkness in our hearts, we just have to decide whether to expel it or let it dwell within you. Charlotte is a girl who has been in the dark since she was born, her parents were shitty to her, she was beaten and mistreated unjustifiably simply because her parents wanted it that way, but to understand a little of this story we must return to the past.

Isabella, her hand trembling, kissed the petals before they were lowered into the earth. Cassia, too young to fully comprehend the finality of this moment, gazed at the mound of earth that now covered her brother. She clung to her parents, seeking solace in their embrace, her innocent heart forever marked by the loss of her beloved sibling. The villagers, their hearts heavy with sorrow, each placed a flower or a small token on the grave as a symbol of their love and remembrance for Alex. The oak tree, a silent witness to the tragedy, seemed to bow in mourning, its branches rustling like whispered condolences.

He was holding a bouquet of pink carnations. "Hi," he said shyly. I had never seen this side of him. "Hi." "These are for you," Adam said as he handed me the carnations. "Thank you." "Why not roses?" Amber asked from behind me. I rolled my eyes; I had hoped she had left. "Pink carnations are her favorite," Adam confidently said. "Well, bringing her favorite flowers isn't going to change the fact that you're a violent sociopath!" Amber's tantrum caught the attention of several people.

Christophe whispered in a black velvet undertone, his breath fanning her cheek, burnished golden eyes scanning glazed amethyst. “Chris...” She trembled against him. “Tell me…” His dark head lowered and his carnal mouth found an incredibly sensitive spot below one small ear, sending shivers of hot, burning need running through her. “Don’t stop!” Lara didn’t recognize the desperate edge in her own voice. And suddenly, she was free. Christophe lounged back against the pillows and watched her with hooded, calculating, dark-as-night eyes. Wildly disorientated, Lara stared back, not understanding anything but the painful ache of her own hotly aroused body.

They smell divine. "I think these are the most beautiful ones." She offered me a bouquet of yellow, orange and pink flowers. I read the card. They are from Wayne. I set them down on the counter in front of the mirror. Is he here as well? "Can you leave me alone for a moment?" I asked my assistant. "Yes of course but before I go, you should see these." She brought a bouquet hidden away in the closet. These are dark roses. It's a dark shade of burgundy almost black. I grimaced and refused to receive them. "You don't want them."

I found him in the attic sitting on one of the seats that the room provided. I sank into the seat next to his and relaxed in it. The attic had glass walls, the lights were off. The moon lit up the room dimly but it was enough for now. He turned when I sat next to him and looked at me with intense eyes. He looked at me like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time, like I was a reward handed to him on a silver platter.

The king was focused to Chief Black at once. "We found this in hidden in the belongings of the crown princess, Your Majesty." Chief Black lifted his hand for everyone to see. I gasped and my throat ran dry when I saw what he was holding. It is a black little bottle with black lid. "And we found out that it indeed contains the deadly extract of the poisonous flower Lily of Morte." I felt like my whole world crumbled into ashes. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. It felt like doom was suddenly in front, standing right before me.

We scrambled out the hall to get to class when the smell hits me the most delicious fumes vanilla and honey with a hint of rose and strawberries I look around letting my nose guide me trying to figure out where the smell is coming from when I see a tall slim but thick in all the right places long flowing hair brown skin girl turn the corner headed towards me Damn she sexy I thought But then she almost walks straight into me looking down into her books I catch a glimpse seeing those beautiful hazel eyes and she’s smart to hmm and I am stuck watching her I’m talking about if it wasn’t for Josh we both would be on the floor so I side step when he pulls me only for her to brush into me and a rus

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

I sat with that for a while and did not rush the conclusion. A cigarette. The small ritual of it, the amber light of the ember in the dark of the room, the particular quality of thinking that came with something occupying the hands and leaving the mind to move. The grounds outside the window had gone fully dark, the late autumn dark that had weight to it, pressing against the glass. The compound was at its quietest. The second watch change had come and gone and the rotation had settled and the night had reached the hour when even the most alert among us began to trust the silence. She had not moved.