His Little Flower December Secrets Novels & Stories

When have I ever listened to anyone? I sneaked into Richard's secret garden. It was a bit hard as the guards surrounding it didn't seem to allow anyone around it. That was the main reason why I decided that something important was hidden in that garden. I couldn't help but remember the garden and mysterious cave in Erica's palace. There must be something important there. The outer peripherals were filled with medium-tier rare spiritual fruits and flowers. But they are not enough to entice a princess, especially not one with a mission. I only saw a few scattered extremely rare and precious herbs. But I know I can't pick them. If they are ever found in my possession, I will be called a thief,

I frantically looked around me before returning my gaze to what was ok the bed. It's a bouquet of flowers. Who had come in to drop this?. I walk cautiously to the door and turned the knob. I had forgotten to lock it the previous night. I look down the hallway and seeing it empty closed the door. I walked over to the bed and pick up the flowers. There was a card attached to it. I took it and read. "Even though you're close to me, or a million miles away, you'd always remain in my heart. I will always think of you. And I will never let you go. Kisses from, Your secret admirer."

'It's this the place,' I inquired and folded my arms across my chest. "Of course, this is the place. I've been here before, just wait till we get inside, you will see what I'm thinking about,' he said excitedly and we both went towards the door and opened it, definitely revealing a beautiful place and it was so cold, had a nice flowers scent and all the equipment were new too and sparkling.

I smiled. “Yeah,” I started, “My dad’s had this company party thing tonight…formal wear only.” He came closer to me. “You’re missing something,” he replied, a little white flower in his hand. He must have picked it from his bush. He brought his hand up to the side of my face; placing the long stem behind my ear, tucking my hair back with it, the flower on display. I blushed. “Perfect.” He looked down at me and I stared back at him, afraid to tear my eyes from him. I wanted him to kiss me again.

He released my neck before lifting my two hands above my head and capturing them in one hand, rendering me completely helpless before tugging my jaw upwards with his free hand. "Oh Snow, you don't know what you do to me." I shivered at those whispered words just as he finally covered my lips with his, trapping my husky moans in. Excerpt from; His Little Snow [18+] ©Josephine. C. Ivy

Reese is up at 630 a.m. She wants to have plenty of time to eat and dress before Ali arrives to pick her up. She can’t believe how lucky she is to have landed a job at the Butterfly building working for Luca Myles. Luca Myles is not only good looking, but he is smart and well mannered, she thought. “And Hot!” she said out loud.

He asked, trying to unlock my phone. "Same with the code in the gate." I said and went back on chopping the onion chives. "You're hopeless." He said after unlocking the phone. I used Jessica's photo as my wallpaper. "You'll be hopeless too, Jake. I'll wait for your turn." I said in return. --------------------------------------------------------

Her tone was not demanding, but pleading, an urgent request cloaked in gentleness. Clarisse’s fingers toyed with the stem of her glass. She did not answer at once. Her eyes drifted toward a vase of lilies perched on the counter near their table. The flowers leaned gracefully in their crystal home, their petals soft yet carrying the quiet arrogance of things too beautiful for this world. Clarisse stared at them as though searching their curved whiteness for courage. “There are,” she began slowly, “so many secrets, Amara.” Her voice was fragile, as if every word cost her something. “Secrets that breathe within the walls of our house, hiding in corners where the sun does not reach. Secrets that

"The magic here is... it's alive." Suddenly, the forest opened up to reveal a hidden glade, a circular clearing bathed in a soft, ethereal light. At the center of the glade stood a single, enchanting Moonflower, its petals shimmering with a magical glow. The flower radiated a power that seemed to pulse with life, its light casting a mesmerizing aura over the entire glade.

She covers her ear. Bright cried even harder. " That kid is loosing it." She aimed at my baby but Stella a friend I made while being here blocked it from coming my way. " Bright shh" she collects him from my hand. " Thank you Stella." I whisper to her. " Twinkle, twinkle Little Bright, Your the apple of my eyes The stars are shining all for you Wish I could pick the all to give Your my little twinkling star Keep on shining bright for me." I quietly sang. A song I made up for Bright from the original ' twinkle star '