Paper Flower Novel Bl Novels & Stories

Yet, the fury threatened to take over me, turning my vision to a dark red. “She left something.” At those words, I turned around to find my guard holding out a torn piece of paper, fingers fighting not to tremble. The words in it had been scribbled down in a hurry. ‘I gave you five years of my life, only for you to desire a meager omega? Well then, I hope you like the little present I left behind.” Unbidden, my thoughts jumped to Diandra. I looked back at the paper, finding more words.

She closed the door behind her slowly. The apartment was still. Not quiet — still. Air too heavy. The smell of something floral. Faint. Sweet. Wrong. Her eyes drifted to the bookshelf. The flower was back. No — flowers, plural. Five of them now. Each bloom a different color. Crimson. Violet. Cerulean. Pale gold. Ink black. All curling from different books, petals growing like they’d always belonged there. Sea Glass Psalms. The Edge of Dusk. Forgotten Bodies. Every book Aria had buried a piece of herself in — every one of them blooming with impossible color. A spectrum of memories. Of lovers.

The petals glistened with dew that had no place inside her locked apartment. Her breath caught. The door was still bolted. The windows shut. And yet the flower lay there like a whisper of trespass. Pinned beneath it, a note written in sharp, deliberate strokes: You look beautiful when you sleep. Her hand trembled as she clutched the paper, fear and anger twisting in her chest. How had he been here? How close had he come? Her phone buzzed suddenly. A message. No name—just a number she didn’t recognize.

I said before that I am afraid to left alone. I can finally call it ‘love’. But I still have this doubts and ‘what if’s’ I went back to my condo to rest. I got the information I want and I also got an unwanted feelings. Shit this getting me nervous. I hope I can trust Oliver. I hope he will never leave me. I went to my living where there are piles of unfinished works of mine. I am currently working on a BL book, and it’s entitled “The flower will bloom in winter”. You know the common content of a BL book. It’s only a short one.

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CHAPTER THIRTEEN I woke up slowly, my eyelids felt heavy at first, then they fluttered open. The room was dim, machines hummed softly nearby. A single flower rested on the small table beside my bed. Its petals were a soft, creamy white with the faintest blush of pink, delicate and perfectly formed. I reached out with a trembling hand and picked it up. The stem was cool and smooth between my fingers. I brought it closer, turning it slowly. Beside where the flower had sat was a folded piece of paper. A handwritten note. My heart gave a small, unsteady beat as I opened it. The handwriting was elegant and the most beautiful one I had ever seen.

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I brought it closer to my chest as I couldn't get enough of the vanilla mixed lavender scent. The flower smells so nice. I wonder who dropped it carelessly on the floor. I decided to return it back to its spot when my gaze landed on the white small piece of paper in between the flowers. I pushed my two fingers into the flowers, and brought out the white paper which was rolled up. [Please forgive me. I regretted my action. My life is void without you. I need back in my life. Please come back to me. By your lovely mate, Damon]

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