Her Little Flowers Novels & Stories

I couldn’t hold back my tears at the sight of my own body. I stepped forward and gently brushed my hand over my face. The faint trace of tears still lingered on my skin. Before I could fully process what was happening, Lucas lunged toward me, frantically clearing away the flowers around my body. His voice was shaking, almost desperate. “Clara has asthma... there can’t be flowers in the house. The pollen will make her sick. Why would you surround her with flowers?”

" The little girl was talking while looking left and right, Nayla also glanced around, indeed at that moment, no one was in sight. "How much does it cost, sis?" "It's not expensive, Sis." "Just ten thousand," the girl replied cheerfully, then handed over a bouquet of pink flowers wrapped in ribbon and plastic. Nayla took out money from her wallet and gave it to the little girl. "Thank you, little one." After receiving the flowers, Nayla inhaled their fragrance. The fragrant smell quickly filled her sense of smell, "Hmm, it smells so good." Thank you, kid.

“See you tomorrow!” Sophia waved her hand at Lily who was already walking away. The girl with the glasses also gave her a small smile and left on her blue bicycle. Lily always used her bicycle to go to school every day. Lily was not a child of the rich, the innocent girl lived in a simple family, just like Sophia. Her parents were just street vendors, whose income was not much but enough to support their family. So how did Lily end up in an elite school? Of course, it was her smart brain that got Lily into the school. By relying on scholarships, the girl managed to get into the International High School.

Whenever he said something funny, she laughed so hard her shoulders shook, even reaching out to lightly slap his thigh. It looked less like conversation and more like flirting. When we arrived at the private room, Carrie casually handed the menu to Gabe. "You're my childhood friend. You should know what I like without me having to say it." Gabe rested his chin against her neck. "Of course. I even know how many moles you have on your body." I silently took a seat to the side. Not a single dish on the table was something I could eat. Gabe filled my glass with wine, then picked up his own.

They swirled gently from left to right, and then forward and backward, like a shy bride dancing. The flower was Roksolana's favorite of all the flowers blooming around. And some of those flowers include the Lilly, the red rose, the hibiscus, the coneflowers, the daisy, and the sunflowers. There was also the milkweed which attracts butterflies and other wildlife around it. All of which any other lady wouldn't mind gazing at. All but Roksolana. Even her maids sometimes asked her why she loved the flowers so much.

While Vincent was busy learning about business and caring for his education, the young girl would often sneak into his house and climbed through his window, since his room was on the first floor. The young girl was always dressed in white dresses with lace and she always had this white tiger doll she used to carry around even after she became a teenager as if it was her most precious possession. At first when they started getting close, he did not really pay too much attention to her because although she was incredibly beautiful even at such a young age, he found her personality to be a bit unbearable.

Her mouth was slightly parted, her eyes filled with awe, “It really looks magical.” While she stared at the lake and the flowers, I stared at her. It was the first time I found something much more beautiful than my safe haven, something I could compare to the word ‘magical’ , a perfect masterpiece. She bent slowly, pulling a flower from its stem, “I've always loved to do this since I was a child.” she smiled, placing the flower behind her ears. “Perhaps it's the reason I'm obsessed with flowers till date.”

he says in a sad voice, I get what he means if this place wasn't kink-friendly we'll all have to hide a big part of ourselves behind closed doors. I once read a story, it's called littles academy, a world where everyone is either sub or dom, and littles are regular and real things, I loved that book and the author is awesome. But sadly outside of this company walls showing my little self would be a big mistake people would judge and talk badly about you.

“Sorry about that.” The old man was surprised at the level of empathy a tiny little child like her had. She had to be pretty smart too. He had deduced that from just this short conversation he had with her. Not just smart, but sensitive too. He smiled and motioned to the flowers, asking, “Do you know those flowers?” “Yes.” Calista answered confidently. “My mom gets it all the time. It is a Pink Camilla flower.” His sparse eyebrows raised in surprise, “Oh? You actually know the name.”

She said. A smile formed at the corner of Joel's lips. He crouched down in front of the little girl. "You sell flowers?" He asked and the little girl nodded. "How much for it?" "$5" The Little girl replied. Joel looked at the flowers which were already getting weak, then back at the little girl. "If I'm to buy all of it, how much would it be?" Joel asked. "$50 mister!" "Hm.. So, why are you here all alone? and why are you selling flowers instead of celebrating Halloween?" Joel asked.