Novel & Cerita Paper Flower Chapter 1

But I hesitate when my eyes catch a splotch of color on the ground under my hands that hadn't been there when I sat down. There were flowers, tiny blue ones with white middles, blossoming from where my hands had been. I could see the outline of my fingertips, in fact, but no palm or thumb. I look at my hand, which has loose blades of grass stuck to it. I look at the other side of me, but there are no flowers on that side where my hand had been. The only difference between my hands were I used one to wipe my tears. I leaned down a little and stared at the flowers that continued to slowly creep up from the ground. They were very small; their circumference wasn't even that of a dime. Looked lik

“Mom! Open the door!! It's me–” Just then, she heard a soft rustling sound, like that of a paper. And only then did her eyes fall on the piece of paper placed on her doormat, along with a single white flower, which was considered to be the initiation of an enmity. With a hammering heart, Abby bent down and picked up the rose and the paper. She almost dropped it again on noticing that the letters were splotchy, dropping and red, as if written with someone's blood.

"Mr. Cadell, why don't you sign Liam’s name first?" Lucas suddenly thought about the past few days of remote silence from Cassiopeia and grew increasingly uneasy. The only thing on his mind now was Cassiopeia, and he would not register anything else said to him. With that, he tore the seal open. The first thing that caught his eye was a thin slip of paper with a bold, striking font pronouncing the words: "Death Certificate".

The reflection in the mirror smiled—her own face, moving without her. And the woman inside whispered, “You don’t belong here, stranger.” --- End of Chapter 1 Next: “Chapter 2 – The Lady in the Mirror”

My eyes fixed on the narrow strip of light beneath the door. Then, slowly, a folded piece of paper slid through the gap and came to rest on the floor. I stared at it, frozen, as the footsteps outside faded into silence. The chapter ended there, with me too terrified to reach for it, knowing that whatever was written inside would change everything.

His parchment skin folded in on itself until he was nothing more than a small, leather-bound book lying on the paper path. I picked it up. The cover was blank, but the pages inside were filled with the story of a werewolf and a girl, written in a hand that looked like both of ours. "We're moving into the Fourth Vault," I said, looking at the path that now stretched toward a horizon where the wooden stars were beginning to turn into real, morning light. "What's the first line of the new chapter?" Xander asked, his arm around me as we stepped off the paper and back onto the moss.

Turned it once in his hand. Outside the window the city moved through its evening the way cities do — indifferent, continuous, alive with ten thousand small stories running parallel in the dark. In one window, high above a street she couldn't name — A girl sat with her knees pulled to her chest. Not moving away from the glass. The corner of his mouth moved. Good girl, he thought. He set the rose down gently. And waited. END OF CHAPTER 10

Raising the remote in his hand, he pressed a button and whispered, “My insanity.” Her body turned numb in disbelief. The screen instantly split into multiple panels. Every single panel displayed a different corner of her house. *****

I was right about the book, just not the location. She looked up at me through those beautiful long lashes. “Yes, Orion?” She licked her finger and turned a page. The lick was innocent, but every little thing she did was sensual to me. “Just wanted to see my flower. Is that acceptable?” “I guess.” Her eyes went back to book, her foot slid through the water, gently rubbing up and down the calf of her other leg; the sight caused me to gulp. “Are you coming out of there?” “What time is it?”

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