His Little Flower December Secrets Novels & Stories

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 '

Octavia appreciated adjusting herself on the seat. "Is there anything you would want Miss Cosmo?" the secretary asked. "I am fine, thank you." "Alright ma," the secretary said as she and June left the office. "This is a new look," Keir said standing up from his chair to join her on the couch, One of her legs was bandaged up and the other was wearing heels while she was dressed in a lovely gown. The one thing that caught his attention was the red lips on her succulent lips, It wasn't that Octavia wasn't one to dress sexy but he always knew when this naughty woman was up to no good.

“You look cute when you’re complaining.” She rolled her eyes but stepped closer, pressing her body against his. “Shut up. I’m serious. I’ve been thinking about you all day. Like… nonstop.” His eyebrows lifted. “Yeah?” “Yeah.” Ava’s voice dropped lower. “My sex drive’s been insane lately. I’m horny basically twenty-four seven now. I keep imagining your hands on me. Your mouth. Everything.” Noah’s hands slid to her waist, thumbs brushing under the hem of her cropped hoodie. “You’re not the only one. I’ve been half-hard since we left the library.”

Leonard must have figured me out by now. He knew I was the type who acted shy on the outside but had secret desires underneath. After a few moments of teasing, he pulled me into another round, and we kept going until we were both completely worn out. When I was ready to leave, he insisted that I did not put my underwear back on. He said he wanted to keep it as a souvenir. I did not want to, but I could not argue with him, so I just did what he said. My stockings were already torn, so I could not wear those either. I took them off and went home wearing only my skirt.

She wrote and I arched my brow confused. I flipped to the another page and what I saw made me wants to cry, it make me angry. Arrhhhg.. Uncle Andrew is behind all this? Oh my goodness! I closed my tears that was threatening to fall when I heard a knock. Who could that be? TBC........ Story by Uche Lawrence 😍

He struck the opening chord again, and this time, the slow-burn magic took over the room. As we sang together, the lyrics acted as a double-edged sword, cutting straight through the lies and secrets we were both desperate to keep. Kingsley took the first line of the medley, his deep, velvety baritone echoing off the acoustic panels of the studio. When Kingsley sang about wanting to "rewrite the stars" and change their fate, he was looking directly at me. > "You think I'm easy to find, mister?" > "No, I think you're... a dirty little secret."