Naruto X Fleur Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Her pained expression and her desperate actions did show me how desperately she wanted to free herself from my silhouette but I couldn't. I couldn't let her fly in a sky that wasn't mine. She was My Flower. Daniel's Flower. The Vampire King's Flower. She will bloom in my garden and will die there if she has to. I don't care. I can't let my mate go away. No! "You are going to come with me to the castle, flower. We are going to live together forever." I murmured refusing to let go of her despite her futile attempts. "You are sick!" She said as her free hand came crashing down on my cheek, making me come out of my daze as I left her wrist which had turned red. As I came crashing down to the gro

Naraja didn’t know whether to perceive this as a threat or not, he couldn’t tell. Naraja: “Ummm~ hey, y’a sure there’s actually nothing else here with us, Anima~?” Anima: “Hm, I’m pretty sure cause this is my own world that I created~. See, here have a lookie~.” After Anima said that she held out one of her hands in front of Narajas’ face and then he saw a dazzling sunflower begin to form from the palm of her hand. Slowly rising up to finish all of its form in its entirety. He couldn’t believe it as his eyes grew more and more astonished at the fact, Anima. This girl had created a flower literally out of nothing like creating a drawing all from thought. Naraja just couldn’t believe it, but a

She also picked some random lilac flowers to smell their fragrance. I faced her and said, "No question. Narra tree is one of the wonderful trees created in the world." But, Flora's lips curved down a bit after hearing my words to her. It brought me bewildered and concerned about the words I used. "...It is also dreadful..." She whispered to herself like she accidentally said it, but unfortunately for her, I heard it. I looked back to Larch, who was now touching the Narra trees' trunk. I cannot see his face, so I did not know or speculate about his possible reasons.

"Here, take my hand. Even if you fall, I'll be there to help you stand back up again" His Flower's Point Of View The thick stench of blood was strong in the smoke filled air. My nose wrinkled as I inhaled the scent. My instincts had me gagging, maybe too loudly. Another scream echoed from not too far away and I squeezed my eyes shot, willing the horrifying sound of pain to disappear. A small sound of desperation escaped my parted lips and I froze in my position. That was loud. More loud than I thought it would be.