Lavender House Novels & Stories

she asked quietly. Bell hummed, “Lavender”, she answered, “The bottle is blue the perfume is more of a purple color, mauve if someone were to be pedantic. But yes its calming, since most people only buy things related to the herb because of the effect lavender has”, she explained. “The effects of lavender?” Fiona asked confused.

I still couldn’t understand how their clueless mother managed to land a man like Mister Volkov. We had gone back to Normani’s room after dinner and asked Sumi to keep Lavender busy. I usually didn’t stay the night at their place because their old house reeked of poverty—until I found out they had now moved into a mansion bigger than ours. Their manor was a real beauty. “Should we go check her stuff now?” I asked the two, and they nodded. The real reason I came here today was to dig into Lavender’s personal life. She had to be hiding something in that little attic room—enough to get her big brother to change her lock for her.

A Vision of Lavender and Light As Analina steps into the grand hall for her birthday celebration, she is greeted by a breathtaking transformation. The room glows in hues of soft lavender and pearlescent white, delicate strands of fairy lights weaving overhead like a canopy of stars. Opulent swags of lavender tulle cascade from the ceiling softly pooling at the corners of the room, where bouquets of fresh lilacs and violets exude a gentle, calming fragrance.

The mansion looked deserted due to the guards out on the premises trying to ward off Alpha Toot. When I got to Lavender’s room, I heard some noises which made me hasten my steps. I saw a man trying to pick up Lavender from the ground. “Lavender,” I muttered under my breath, and was about to approach, but the man took out his sword and pointed it at me.

“You brought me here?” “I wanted you to see it first. Before anyone else.” He held out his hand, and she took it, letting him lead her through the rows of lavender. The scent was intoxicating—soft, calming, with a touch of sweetness. They entered the house together. Inside, it was beautifully decorated—rustic but elegant. Soft cream tones, vintage furniture, delicate lace curtains that swayed with the breeze. It was nothing like the cold luxury of his penthouse. “You live in glass and marble,” she whispered. “But this... this feels like a home.”

But he didn’t lean in either. “I just… I need a minute,” he said. Ezra backed off, throat dry. “Okay.” But the scent didn’t ease. If anything, it thickened. By midafternoon, Ezra’s jaw ached from clenching it. The lavender had become almost dizzying—flooding the house, pressing into the corners of every room. It sank into fabric. Into the walls. Into Ezra’s bloodstream. His own scent—sandalwood and spice—was pushing back, responding on instinct.

For a moment, the house felt like theirs. Garden War Bambi, Charles, and Angel moved in formation—if a drill team argued about mulch. “Lavender along the path,” Bambi declared, stripping off gloves. “Not marigolds. Marigolds scream ‘condiment explosion’.” “Lavender attracts bees,” Charles said, sunburn bright. “Welcome to Hideaway Island, hope you like EpiPens.” Angel leaned on a rake. “Argue or plant. Choose one.” “You planted succulents in a bird bath,” Charles added. “The birds are protesting.”

We all walked inside and entered the living room together, it was extremely large, clean, my eyes shifted to the same white pale walls that I’ve always come to known since I been a child growing up in this house – it Has never changed over the years and no matter how many times I’ve been in this house – it was the same damn reaction, Same thought that screamed in the back of my mind - welcome to your new prison. – no doubt Gary must have wanted his members on pack duties to make them feel at home – A safe place they can call their own. Even when they faced the notion they wouldn’t survive outside their old pack – but For the ones who clung onto some kind hope no matter how small it was – it

Lavender said calmly. Especially when her debtor was the Chase family. She couldn't waste a single second to repay them. Perhaps because of what happened back then, Lavender didn't have a good impression of the Chase family. Even though Henry helped her this time, it didn't change her mindset. "Please come here, Mr. Chase. I'll take a look at your legs," Lavender said as she placed her briefcase on the desk and opened it. Henry rolled his wheelchair over and realized that the briefcase contained various needles.

Blaine nodded after a while “Hmm, alright. If you already checked those things then I guess it’s okay. When can I move in?” “The owner said that you can move in whenever you want. Just give him a heads up so he knows. Here is his business card” Jake handed him a black elegant business card Almothean Gwydoin Saavedra. This name sounds familiar. “You promise me that you won’t leave me right blaine?” Of course! We’re always be together forever……… Thean” “AHHH!” Blaine feels a painful sensation in his head as soon as he remembered that scene. Who is that? Who is Thean? Why is he in his memory?