Sacred Bloom Novels & Stories

Then the familial bond, that which is between my son and I, once again snatched me back from death's grip. This is the power of the sacred bond. It took me, May Jacobs. A human girl who was alone and unloved. Broken and shattered. Then it pieced me together. Making sure to leave me mended whole again. Indeed, the sacred bond mended me whole.

Since Sei isn’t around anymore and it’s just a plan to make me confess, it’s a piece of cake ruining every company she owns. And that is how Theo Valencia is when he doesn’t get his way.

- she asked at the end. - I'm sorry, but "Cherry Blossom Beauty" is an aesthetic medicine clinic, not a psychiatric hospital. Why should we have beds with belts? We don't have to pin anyone to bed here, there's no need for something like that.- Kim Sang Min replied indignantly, turning red on his face again. - Okay, got it. Really, please don't be upset, Kim Sang Min-ssi. I had to ask you this question, that's my job.- Soo Min replied.

Even in his manor where those children would often make noise, so there wasn’t such a perfect place to meditate was this spot he found. The spiritual energy in the Night-Blooming Garden was stronger than at any other point in the Cloud City. According to a legend, the reason for this was that the souls of the fallen guardians rested in the flowers until they, too, could reincarnate. Ler believed it was more likely true, therefore any changes in the blooming flowers aroused his interest. The answer, however, would remain a mystery as it should be. He was musing over this as he made his way back to the road, when suddenly someone came running to his direction.

A familiar conversation drifted out. "Was that flower really that hard to pick?" "You bet. Moonwatch Cliff is so dangerous that even professional climbing teams wouldn’t dare go there lightly." Through the half-open door, Rhea saw Vera idly turning the briar rose in her hands. Sienna Caldwell leaned in, eyes bright with gossip. "Then he really risked his life to get it. When he delivered the flower yesterday, I think I even saw your name tattooed over his heart. He’s really planning to chase you, huh?

I was out from behind my desk and moving past him within seconds, but before I could make it to the door, and it wasn't even that far, he pulled me back and I ended up with my face in his chest and our bodies so close you couldn't tell the difference if not for our different coloured clothes. I was speechless, that was for sure. Speechless with a nose full of his spicy clean and crisp scent, it reminded me of black pepper. To say I was breathing him in was an understatement,I was devouring his scent. My knees positively weak, thank God he was holding me, or I would have been a puddle on the floor by now. "I didn't come to give you a break Flower, I came to feed you." His voice...the rich tim

They are tough and overcome more than they look capable of. Baby’s breath is also connected to magic, and witches use it in love potions. They also provide the gift of calmness, serenity, love and protection. *Pink Angel-Lotus: The most spiritual flower. This flower is seen throughout the realm of Flora. This flower has the sacred gift of purity, rebirth and strength. It’s also part of Timika's spiritual journey; she is still this little blossom with her true powers brewing within. When the time comes, her purpose will come to light. A fully bloomed pink - lotus represents enlightenment.

"The astrologer said, as soon as you sign here, your stars will immediately align with Charlie's. You… You have to sign… Please." I took the pen without hesitation and signed my name. As I finished the final stroke and lifted my gaze, I met Adrian's venomous gaze. I could see it clearly now—the signs of his decline were written on his face, darker and more defined than ever before. "Claire… Milton… You bitch, how dare you betray me!" he roared. He was about to lunge at me when his body suddenly froze. He clutched his chest, and his face contorted in agony. Then, he coughed up a torrent of crimson blood.

Sanctum was beautiful, bursting with flowers in every direction. It was Caitlin’s first time in A Nation. Gazing out the car window, she noticed trees blooming with purple flowers and asked, “What kind of flowers are those? They look like heather.” Federico nodded. “That’s exactly what they are. Heather is the official flower of St. Sanctum. We came at just the right time—it’s peak blooming season in September.” “They’re lovely.” They took in the city’s scenery while scanning buildings for anything familiar. King drove at a slow pace, trailing Ashfall carefully.

" It had been ages since Tristan had given Madeline anything. Hence, he was certain she'd be moved by the gesture. Madeline, however, merely stared at the bouquet. She noticed how the petals had already started to droop, and a bitter laugh caught in her throat. Was she so pathetic that he thought he could humiliate her like this? Tristan hadn't even bought the bouquet for her. It was meant for Regina. She had already seen it in Regina's video earlier. And now, he was handing the flowers to her like he was doing her a favor. Did he really think she was worth nothing more than trash?