Legacy Clover Blossom Novels & Stories

"Seems like he's the one. It's Jason Clove, he was an absolute jerk when he was still here, was your senior,and he liked you. Had a crush on you and... " Asked me to go to prom with him!" I gasped, finishing his sentence. I remembered now, surprised I even forgot in the first place. "Precisely. Now focus on school and don't pay attention to him. He is a sore loser, and I doubt he ever got over you rejecting his proposal to go to prom with him. Stay away from him, keep to yourself and focus on your school books, not just your story books, okay?" I most definitely didn't like the story book part, so I ended up mumbling an okay.

- he informed. - In fact, there was a door on which there was no information about where they lead.- Soo Min said, remembering.- But it could just be a storage room or something... Anyway, we need a search warrant.- she added sighing lightly. - But that's not all.- Hyun Woo replied.- I also looked again at the list of people who bought artificial cherry blossoms. This is information from 4 years ago, so maybe that's why everyone omitted it.- he explained.- The Choi family's fashion house is on the list. I checked their collections from that period more closely and they actually used these flowers for decorating a collection of spring-summer dresses designed, of course, by Choi Hyun Sik. The

Clara also convinced Sarah to include cherry blossoms as they go well with the wedding colors. “So our next appointment will be a week before the wedding so you can see how the designs will appear on your wedding day. It will be a mini-demo of what to expect” “That will be lovely. Thank you so much. See you soon.” Clara was currently tending to a batch of lilies when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She had been lost in thought about Sarah and her happiness. She was a little startled so she took a deep breath before turning to look at whoever it was. There he was standing in his full glory, her archenemy.

I work extra hours most of the time because my life feels so boring and nothing is interesting to write about, other than my pains and bad luck. Not like it'd change anything, but there are times when I wonder if Killian is thinking about me. "Still thinking about the scumbag?" Clover says from my side, shoving me out of my thoughts and when I snap my head in her direction, she's paused molding the battered flour and is drinking blood from a blood bag. She's Mr. Howells's old daughter, skinny with red hair and freckles just like James. Clover likes skipping school to help her dad out in the restaurant. She's been chased out by Mr. Howells on several occasions, but she doesn't stop skipping s

"With a family like mine, I'm not worthy of you, Caleb. So yeah... 'Mrs. Gorman'? I'll pass. Give it to whoever you think fits better." A flicker of panic crossed Caleb's eyes. "Mira, that's not what I meant—" He didn't get to finish. Holly stood, walked straight over. White strapless gown. Full skirt. Flawless makeup. She looked like a second bride. She stopped between us, fake surprise all over her face. "Mira, you're not seriously mad over something this small, are you?" I glanced at her. Said nothing. She rolled her eyes, annoyed. "Why are you so petty? It's just a few photos. That's how we joke. Keep this up, Caleb's friends won't like you."

Since she was the soulmate of such an important person in the Cloud City, and no one could know what the result could be since they hadn’t bonded, he couldn’t risk exposing her to any dangers for the moment. "I hate him." This was what she concluded. They weren’t anything to each other, yet he dared to interfere with her life in this way? To tell outsiders? Ayla really, really hated Nox Chevalier. *** This year the moon flowers were blossoming late, Ler noted. He wondered if it had some meaning. Most people stopped to admire the beauty at the roadside in the Night-Blooming Garden, but he knew better. True peace and perfect was the lake hidden in the deep forest. Even in his manor where those

“Layla freaking Brooks.” Laughter erupted, and I covered my face, cheeks hot. “She came into this office quietly, like she was afraid to take up space. And now? She’s about to take The Fold by storm. So, yes, I made a slideshow. And yes, I included that one photo from the Halloween party.” Groans. Laughter. Someone yelled, “The cat ears!”

"Don't go too far." "So what if I did?" Jessica's eyes were full of disdain. "You're just a fish seller, Laura, and I am the heiress of the Rane Group and the future daughter-in-law of the Lawson family! Do you think you're worthy to be my equal? Get on your knees and beg me to give you this bracelet back! It's the least you can do!" She pretended to throw the bracelet away. "I'm going to count to three. If you don't get on your knees, then I'll throw this out the window! One... Two..."

Vernon had returned, looking exhausted. He was even holding a bouquet of fresh flowers. He walked toward me with no trace of guilt or remorse. "Avril, I brought you your favorite roses." Red roses represented sincere and passionate love. Right now, those flowers looked like a joke in Vernon's hands. I accepted the roses. Thinking that I was no longer angry, Vernon began to explain. "It's Peggy Cahill. She's been diagnosed with bone cancer. All she wants is to marry me.

She looked a bit confused; she had like fifteen minutes to close for today. “Yes,” she answered. “Clover, baby, Mommy needs to do something real quick,” I said as I raced to pick my purse and drape a jacket. Clover just gave me a quick nod. She was used to my side quests by now. I raced out and first stopped at a flower shop to get fresh lilies. Then I headed straight for the cemetery. One would call me crazy. Hell, at this point, I was not sure I wasn't. I entered the cemetery, and it took me a while to find his grave. It was the newest in the place. I knelt down.