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“I think it was hers.” A forty-year garden. A woman who had tended a corner of a large estate with the specific devotion of someone who had chosen this one space as the space that would be properly loved. I looked at the low edging, the slightly overgrown but not abandoned beds, the rosemary that had grown into a shape that was past a bush and approaching a small tree. “The rosemary,” I said. He looked at it. “Thirty years at least,” he said.

Our powers braid tighter, faster, cleaner. Moonfire. Stormlight. Gold. We don’t vanish. We align. And the forming goddess pulses with a new heartbeat hers. No. Ours.

Summer arrived at Everdene with a voluptuous, breathless heat. The Heart Garden, under Imogen’s devoted care, began to repay her efforts tenfold. The ancient roses, freed from their weedy shackles, exploded into a second, spectacular bloom. The air in the walled garden thickened with their perfume, a heady cocktail of honey, spice, and citrus that was almost intoxicating.

Jade replied shamelessly, "Oh, come now, they've known each other since they were kids. We're together! I'll let Allen take Rosie's name if that's fine with you." She then signaled for Allen to come over, but Allen did not budge. My mother smiled and said, "I've told you: it's better for our families to not have any further dealings. Stop all your bullcrap and get straight to the point." Jade's expression turned awkward as she said, "Actually, I came to apologize. Please have mercy on us. The Walters can't take this anymore!" "Why not? But Allen must admit that he was engaged with Rosie, and Lydia has been the third wheeler all along."

Cornelius and Baldwin, along with Leal and Taro, knew Zelda’s quirk, along with her brilliance, she had the habit of zoning off into her own bubble whether it was in excitement or self-loathing… extreme moods made her withdraw into her bubble. Zelda slowly lifted her head, her eyes still lifeless as she answered mechanically “The poison used is Deora Dé also known as God’s tears extracted from the flower Siocine commonly known as Blazefrost Rose.” “That flower is extremely rare to bloom, let alone gather enough to harvest, how the hell…” Cornelius knitted his brows as he questioned while the younger generation was looking at each other in confusion, only to be interrupted by Leal. “In the so

ROSALINA'S POV Anxious, I surveyed the sprawling garden with its meticulously arranged pink and white decorations, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. As the wedding planner for my cousin Lily's big day, it was my responsibility to ensure that every detail was flawless. With the ceremony about to begin in three hours, I couldn't afford any slip-ups. Taking a deep breath, I straightened a cluster of roses that adorned the entrance archway, their aroma filling the air.

My eyes were still tightly closed. "stop...no...your breath stinks "I heard myself muttering that consistently. I heard a dark chuckle and the warm thing on my jaw moved slowly, slightly teasing upwards. "Here's the rope you asked for tiger." A female voice interrupted. He stepped away from me. My legs gave way underneath me and I slowly buckled to the floor. My hair was already messy and matted and annoyingly sticking to my face.

I thank God the dress is braless because when I notice her perky dusty rose nipples calling out to me, I don't waste time. "Crescent." she moans lowly. That is a switch to something so carnal deep within me. I ravage her nipples and breasts like a starved man. Satisfied by my work on her breasts, I trace a finger down her torso while I kiss her. I am not surprised to find her wet and ready.

But people who randomly came in , I never really got the nerves to talk to them in a better way. "Rose, that's a nice name" I nodded, "How do you like it here?" I lick my lip resting my hands on the countertop. "It's good," I said. "Oh, I am happy you like it. We might do some remodeling, In a month or so-" His eyes turned to something behind me. As he stood up and stared. I frown look back and suddenly Kaden was behind me. Too close. I could feel his chest pressed lightly on my back.

“That’s what I thought at first, too. It’s not. They’re completely different things. Star anise is mild, not like the real aniseed. It’s a seed that’s been banned for years already, even before you were born, I would say. Even before I was born. It’s considered a drug, for werewolves. They’re mass produced at Verdant, just a few miles away from here. Not everyone knows that, though.” “Impossible,” I furrow my brows, shrugging. “Verdant is way too close to the capital. The government wouldn’t allow it. They would get caught right away.” Something from what I said was probably funny, because Gloc started shaking his head, chuckling. His shoulders were shaking from laughter, which annoyed me. “