He Stands In The Gorgeous Summer Flowers Novels & Stories

Stanley Batton was standing at the door with a large bouquet of roses in his hand and a smile on his face. At one glance, Xyla Quest guessed that there were probably ninety-nine roses. The roses were in full bloom, and the colors were stunningly beautiful. On top of that, Stanley had such a handsome face, and it all looked as if it belonged to a romantic movie scene. A flowery scent filled Xyla’s nostrils. She smiled. “Why did you suddenly think of buying flowers? It’s such a large bouquet, too,” Xyla said.

Heloise's eyes held no fear as she walked forward step by step, positioning the two maids behind her. She lifted her foot and approached the grand entrance. What she saw inside was beyond her expectations. The villa was a paradise of lush greenery, colorful flowers, and serene lakes — a perfect summer retreat. Several white stone paths led to a circular clearing, adorned with two three-meter-tall stone pillars. In front of these pillars, many exotic flowers and plants flourished, impervious to the wind and rain. A man holding a black umbrella stood in front of the pillars with his back to her.

Don’t let me fail them…. ~Outside~ When finally reaching the outside, do my feet suddenly stop. My eyes wide by what I was seeing. A large wooden stage now stood about 50 or so feet away from where I was standing. The stage completely decked out in fresh beautiful flowers. The flowers in shades of whites and creams with hints of blush giving the area a beautiful show. The setting sun only adding to the beauty that sat before my eyes even I continued to stare. Slight movement soon catching my gaze. My eyes soon spotting on who it was. My heart fluttering when I do.

You wouldn’t know it unless you truly know the man beneath the tough exterior. “Thank you. Tasha, I got the best camera I could find. The sales person said there is just about no way possible to take a bad picture. Let’s start with one of Vanessa by herself with these,” he explained as he walked back to the door and bent to grab an enormous bunch of tulips. “I know we have one like this right after you healed, but I thought it would be nice to repeat the experience,” he added. “We can certainly try, but I don’t know how I will be able to cradle the flowers with my enormous stomach. Where should I be standing?” I asked.

The sign dips slightly in her hands. And then I hear footsteps. Different footsteps this time. Ones I know even better. He comes from somewhere behind the garden's lights. I do not know where he was waiting — behind a structure, through a doorway, somewhere just out of sight where he could see but not be seen, watching his daughter walk toward me with that sign. He is holding flowers. Not an enormous arrangement. Not something performative. The kind of flowers that look like they were chosen by a person who thought about what she would actually like — soft colours, nothing too dramatic, the kind that smell like they were cut from a real garden rather than bought from a display.

He blinked his eyes in time to see Mama P smiling up at him. "Oh Bebe, don't worry about him, Sky will come down when he's ready." The elderly woman cooed and Stefan wasn't hungry anymore. He was going to get up and go find Sky when he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Stefan's eyes shot up in time to see Sky standing at the foot of the stairs. Stefan's lips fell apart at the sight before him. Standing in all his glory was the beautiful, flawless, shirtless, and sexy as all fuck, Sky. His eyes were a perfect baby blue, the sparkles all gone yet they held Stefan captive. Sky was bigger, his toned chest flexing with well-defined muscles, his lips a full sexy red color, his long honey bro

Steve said. "Yes I think I need these flowers I don't know how I will get the seedlings," Rose said emotionally Noel jumped out of the convertible car and walked towards the flowers it was very attractive Sandy a bit nervous followed him in the distance the villagers took cover and saw them in the distance while Rose and her colleagues were busy observing the variety of flowers Rose picked one of the flowers and picked it had a nice aroma it brought the memory she thought of the first romantic moments with Steve she looked at Steve and smile Steve avoided her but she came closer to him and smiled.

I said when I was done eating as I cleaned my mouth. I just couldn’t take in any more of it. I can't stand his eyes, especially the way he stares at me. For a while, he remained still just staring at me. I wonder what is on my face that he couldn't take his eyes off me. Then, he stood up and came to me, taking my hand. He helped me stand and walked me closer to the flowers. Ok. What a gentleman!. As we stood facing the flowers, he picked out a pink color from it and faced me smiling.

~Samuel POV~ "Are you buying these flowers?" I asked standing behind her. My warm presence made her turn to me. Our eyes met with each other. I took one red rose from her and smell the fragrance of it. "Fresh rose." I closed my eyes and feel the fragrance of a flower. "Yes, sir we sell fresh products because for us customers are god." Someone's voice made me open my eyes and look ahead Who is this kid now? "You are selling these?" I asked him.

He is holding a massive, overflowing bouquet of fresh white lilies and blood-red roses. The fragrance from the roses instantly fights against the stale smell of paint that has been smelling in the room before. He wears a tailored charcoal suit that fits his broad shoulders perfectly and the expression resting on his handsome face makes him more handsome as his eyes locked onto mine. The entire crew stops what they are doing, whispering and staring at him. Sebastian stops walking when he gets to where I stand in shock, wondering what he is doing right here in my set. But what he does makes me more shocked. He extends the bundles of flowers to me.