Flowers With A Twist Novels & Stories

The tranquil setting of an evening gradually came into view before his eyes as the time passed. Every day, he takes in the splendor of the setting that he fashioned. But honestly, he always felt that this scene had nothing special to hold his mind. Perhaps, he was longing for the figure of the owner of this place, not the beauty of the scene. As he stretched his hand out in front of him, a flower suddenly dislodged itself from the branch and flew into his hand. This rose, which is a red velvet rose, is stunning. There is nothing that can be done to improve the shade of red that appears on these petals; they have reached their full potential. It is beautiful, fragile, yet thorny; this beauty

I turned slowly, deciding to get some useful information, "I didn't know you related with politicians." "You don't need to pretend to be interested in any of this," he scoffed, "We both know the only thing in that pretty head of yours is how to get the latest designer outfits." I knew I wasn't supposed to talk back but my sharp tongue had always been my biggest flaw, "I'm trying to broaden my knowledge since I'm not sure you're going to let me live past twenty five.” His eyes widened and he jerked in apparent surprise, "What did you say?"

“Let it be what it is.” In that space, tangled together, teasing, laughing softly, pressing close, brushing fingertips along skin, Imani felt it—the delicate balance of desire, jealousy, love, and intimacy, mingling, stretching through them. She had never felt more alive. The night moved slowly, deliberately, each movement a small, thrilling pulse of connection, building a rhythm that was playful and intense, tender and daring.

She felt assured and proceeded to take his hand to admit her faults. "Mr. Cadell, I was just worried about Mrs. Cadell doing something to Liam. That’s why I…" Lucas recoiled away from her touch. It all happened so fast that she could not respond. She clutched her hands forward in a desperate attempt and ended up tearing the paper bag Lucas held in hand apart. Thump! A USB drive and a divorce certificate hit the ground.

I handed over some cash and Elijah met me as I walked away from the booth, the sun starting to set in the sky behind the ocean. “Look!” I smile holding up the small white flowers. “Oooooooohhhh…” Elijah smiles, leaning down and picking a small bundle from the bunch of flowers in my hand. “Hey!” I protest, but I close my lips, shutting myself up as Elijah’s hand reaches towards my ear. He gently tucks the little group of white daisies behind my ear, making me smile from ear to ear. I reach back and pull the clip from my hair, letting the sandy blonde wavy mess fall against the sides of my face.

She was holding a packet of white powder, the same one she had tried to use on my food at lunch. "What is that?" I asked. But I already had a pretty good idea of what it was. It was something that would make me her daughter forever. If I drank it, I would go blind for good. She didn't answer. Rainwater leaked through the crack, soaking her hair so that it stuck to her face, making her look disheveled. But by looking at her, I knew I looked even worse out here. The woman gave a twisted smile. "If you won't drink it, then just die out in the rain."

I am sure this is after ages he is trying to be soft and polite to someone. I didn't want to show any tantrum so I just accepted the flower from him with a small smile on my lips. The sweet fragrance enveloped me, filling the air with a delightful scent as I brought it closer to see. It was a vibrant red rose, its petals vibrant and velvety, exuding an air of elegance and charm. Its thorns were sharp, a reminder of its feisty nature, while its fragrance carried a hint of sweetness. "It's the perfect representation of both feistiness and sweetness, just like you!" Vincenzo's words caught my attention.

Crossing his arms over his chest he looks at him expectantly. “She's a twin.” “Get to the point.” “I- I think that was the point.” Sanele looks at Snakes with pursed lips. Snakes raise his eyebrow, he nods in understanding as he retrieves his phone to play some game on it. “Right, go on.”

***************************** [Flashback] The subtle scent of the grass and wildflowers surrounded a not-so-peaceful orphanage near the suburbs. Children with different personalities ran around the area; the younger ones played while the older ones simultaneously helped with the chores. Cries and laughter echo within the thin walls of the old building of the orphanage every day, transforming into silent sobs in the evening.

"Please give this flower to Celine." Minghao, who is standing at the side, then placed a bouquet of flower on the table. The 8-petals flower has a rich deep brown color and it is new to Wonwoo's eyes. Because Mr. Harvhey knows that Wonwoo is a curious type of a guy, he lend a short time to introduce the flower he is giving. "This flower's name is Chocolate Cosmos. Beside it's color, it emits fragrance of chocolate." "Really?!" Wonwoo gasped. He picked up the bouquet and sniffed it. Just like Mr. Harvhey had said, that flower has sweet and addictive cocoa smell.