Mlp Wallflower Novels & Stories

Jones said, flashing that sweet, charming smile of his, the kind that could make any woman fall hard. ** Jones' apartment was luxurious and dark…like his appearance. It had the dark masculine feel he portrayed, very opposite of his sweet boy personality. The interior seemed somewhat gothic, it exuded strength, depth, and quiet sophistication. The rich, moody tones, deep charcoal walls, matte black wood furniture. The lighting was low and ambient: a sleek floor lamp in the corner and warm Edison bulbs. His shelves had old books, vintage whiskey bottles, the only thing that gently calmed the over-powering dark masculine energy was a vase of tulips placed on the shelves.

I memorize it, room 57 on the 7th floor. The room is beautiful and spacious. The walls are adorned with subtly golden wallpaper that reflects the light from the chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling. The furniture has marquetry details and silk upholstery. The floor is covered with a plush, soft carpet in shades of ivory and gold. There are table lamps around the armchairs in the sitting area.

He looked just like the boy I once knew. After the painting was exhibited, it sparked widespread conversation and increased awareness of mental health issues. I handed Hansel a sunflower through the iron bars. He shook his head with a soft smile. "I already have one. Mel gave it to me. I don't want flowers from anyone else." His smile was as pure and clear as it was decades ago. I smiled softly. Then, I turned and walked away. I never looked back. … I resolved to spend the rest of my life traveling the world and admiring its scenery. I wanted to indulge in the finest foods and paint the most breathtaking sights.

ML: Basic background information: ML has lived a privileged, wealthy life, but it lacked security and love. His upbringing has been one of constant power games and betrayals. He now runs his family’s company as the CEO. Many see him as cold-hearted and stand-offish, but that’s just to protect himself. Meeting the FL: ML will make FL’s first day horrible (barking orders, making her feel small) but throughout it all, she’ll impress him in some manner Potential Development:

Mae did realize how foolish that sounded,giving Mathew a light tap on his back she walked away from him following the alignment of flowers on the wall.his living room had no shade of color,it was plain and somehow it fit the aura in the house, stopping in front of a pot of flower she took crouching position to look and admire its beauty,it had colors like lilac and grey,she had never seen or heard if such weird color mix and it was surprisingly beautiful,still admiring the flower Mathew regained himself and joined her where she was bending down,he didn't take the position with her instead he rested his back against the wall as he watched her watch the flower.

She walked to a store to get water. "Ma'am, give me a bottle of water. Here's your money." Ariande handed the money over to the lady. The storekeeper went in to get the bottled water. "Thanks." Ariande appreciated and left the store. Ariande saw a mansion. The mansion was fabulous. Its exterior design was splendid. Soon, her eyes darted towards a bill board. It reads: A maid is urgently needed. Apply in person. Ariande immediately knocked on the huge gate. A man in his middle forties opened the gate.

he said excitedly to the others. The one with black hair closed his eyes, covering the irises that were the same color as the night sky. “She’s here,” he said in a whisper. He turned to the other three, a grin on his face, and continued, “The Moonflower.”

But there are some people who still longs for more rather than staying in the room, locked up and just playing games. I am one of them. And now, I have friends, and I finally get along with my family. I also have found the love of my life. I am Miss Wallflower, and this is my story. END

Think about the height later, on the ground, when it was no longer relevant. The top of the wall was wide enough to crouch on without the precariousness that would have made it an emergency. I stayed flat, pressed to the stone, and took my time with the assessment of what was on the other side. A courtyard. Larger than my estimate from the ridge, which meant my estimate had been conservative, which meant the compound was more significant in scale than the external footprint suggested. Stone-flagged, well-maintained. A training ground in the far corner where two males worked through a sequence I recognized as advanced close-quarters: controlled, practiced, not sparring but drilling. Beyond th

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.