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The page was labeled as ‘redoca’, she turned the page and she smelled a different smell, more spicy and stinging, that page was labeled as ‘geory’. “This is a book of flowers, it contains all the flowers that are found in the kingdoms,” one the maids, whose name Erica recalled as Jenny was standing at the door. Clio was standing beside her, smiling. “How do the pages smell like the distinct flowers?” Erica asked and Jenny shrugged, “Like always, they always smell like that.” She said and Erica frowned. “I guess the book here are just as magical like the place,” she said and Clio and Jenny nodded in union. “You said kingdoms?” Erica said and Clio nodded, “Yes, there are seven kingdoms like th

The veins on his neck popped up as pure, unadulterated lust pooled in them. Just a mere innocent touch of her virgin lips incited a swirl of fatal desire inside him. Meshing their lips together, Adrian didn't give her time and started devouring her. Those pink, beautiful petals resembled juicy fresh cherries. Even being dry, they couldn't hide their ripeness and quell his urge to taste them.

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A knot of anxiety grew in his stomach, but he was stuck there until the ceremony ended. Just as the bride was about to walk down the aisle, the courier handed Frank a bouquet. Susanna was mid-speech, and Frank nodded with a smile, lifting the flowers. However, his face went ghostly white when he saw the card. The courier said, "Sir, there's also a video. The lady who sent these flowers wanted you to see it. "She wishes you a lifetime of happiness with your chosen one and that she hopes you two never cross paths again—"

They said the flower only opened fully for those whose intentions were pure, its silvery petals folding away if touched by greed or malice. I stood up and walked towards the counter where Miss Elsie sat. She adjusted her thick glasses when she saw me coming and gave me a small smile. “Do you need anything, Luna?” She asked me softly. I sat and placed the book in front of her. “What do you know about this flower, Miss Elsie?” “Ahh, Lily's Bloom. I know just a little about it. When I was a young girl, my mother told me a story about it. The flower that heals all pain.” Intrigued, I sat up and waited for her to tell me the story.

I pick it up; it's written in italic font. ' Good morning, Apphia. I had a lovely time with you yesterday. You only deserve the best, " I smile and carry the half-bloomed lotus to my nose. It smells amazing. I read the title of the new novel, Little Women. I've never read it before. The door opens, and Lily comes in, carrying a tray of dishes in her hands. She smiles at me, " Good morning, Apphia, you look luminous this morning."

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