His Little Flower December Secrets Romane & Geschichten

His eyes rolled to the back as he tried to remember what planet he was on. “Get on the bed,” Santa commanded, burying his fingers in her hair and pulling her down. He pushed on Little Missy’s shoulders, urging her from his side to join Tiny Fae on her kneels. She arched her back in a moan as her tongue trailed the underside of his ridge, before letting Tiny Fae do the same. They took turns sucking him off, their moans filling the room as Santa pushed his waist upwards into her hot mouth. Santa’s dick left Tiny Fae’e mouth with a pop. She smirked as she crawled out of the bed, swaying her ass back at him as she stood to take off her skimpy dress.

They pushed the soil back over the grave, packing it down firmly. Aria reached into the deep pocket of her cloak. From the medical wing, she had brought a small, damp canvas pouch. She opened it, revealing a cluster of delicate, dormant roots. It was the bulb of a Moon-lace flower—a rare, resilient plant that only bloomed in the deepest cold of winter, its petals glowing with a faint, bioluminescent silver light in the dark. Aria handed the bulb to Sienna. "Plant it," Aria murmured softly. "So he is never in the dark."

"Let's just say that Derek has his own reasons for being distant. Reasons that have nothing to do with you or your engagement." I felt a pang of curiosity, wondering what secrets Amelia might be hiding. But before I could press her for more information, she vanished into thin air, leaving me with more questions than answers... I sat there for a moment, as I was trying to process what had just happened. The sun was setting, casting a warm orange glow over the palace gardens. The sound of birds chirping and the distant rumble of the palace's ancient plumbing system created a soothing background melody. As I stood up to leave, I noticed a small, delicate flower blooming in the garden. It was a

I asked, pointing in the direction. Layla looked over, giggling happily. “Seems I have a fan already.” She walked over to the basket and picked it up carefully. The basket was full of beautiful sunflowers. “It's beautiful,” she admired. “There's a letter.” I called her attention to the envelope that lay in between the flowers. “What if it's a secret admirer?” She asked, looking intently at me. “Then I'll have him killed.” I stated, my voice void of emotions.

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.

She opened the door to find Riley, Pammy, Jasmine, and Cindy. “Surprise!” they shouted. Amy laughed in delight and stepped back to let them enter. Her heart flip-flopped at the smile on Riley’s face. “What’s going on?” “We come bearing gifts,” Riley said. “I brought this.” Cindy held up a small flowerpot, decorated in Christmas red and green, with a miniature ivy trailing from it. “How wonderful. Thank you.” Amy was more touched than she’d been in a long, long time as she took the plant from those tiny hands.

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