Sassy Flower Novels & Stories

There was acres and acres of land spread out in front and back of the mansion and it made Rain wonder if she even had a chance to escape. She didn’t really give him a reply. They passed by a few menacing looking men who gave her weird stares or just straight out showed their lust. Does Alexander deprive them of women or what? It was a long walk but they finally made it to their destination. It was the most beautiful garden she had ever seen, one would think it was a maze but she could see where those plants led to. Bright red roses and perfectly trimmed grass paved a pathway to a small cabin. She had never seen roses grow I’m such a condition before but then again she didn’t know much about

, Adrija's head ached. "Maa, Why 'S'? What is the meaning of S'?", Adrija asked and Shakti said, "S is for Spring. Whenever I talked to 'S', i felt good like spring so i saved the number as 'S' but i am telling you this 'S' is a big Typhoon. I got 'S' cell phone in Ansh's wedding. At that time I was unable to meet the owner and later, i personally courier the mobile. Luckily, this 'S' was also from Rajasthan".

The guy made the most shocked face. "it's the pretty boy who flirted with me last time I saw him." Jax scowled and started throwing daggers and in return the guy looked like he was going to shut his pant shitless but then he snapped his head to my direction and extended his hand. "Sloan." "Reina." "You're the lady whose been messing up his head with your extremely sexy taunting and teasing." "Can you blame him? Look at me. I'm drop dead gorgeous and he's not that handsome but I always find myself having a soft spot for the ugly men. That is why you stand more of a chance than him."

" Rila, the MUA answered. “Masya Allah, is it because you make up the smart ones or you are really pretty Saz? You are so beautiful ”Sinta joked while hitting Saskia's back slowly. Saskia shook her head, confused about the treatment of three college friends who are now sitting snapping the camera on her cellphone, taking pictures of them with Saskia many times.

How petty. "Anyways." I shoot him a look and stop in front of the window, bending to look down and gasping in excitement at what I see. "I knew I wasn't crazy!" I exclaim, pointing at the small patch of purple flowers that still sit at the base of the window. I tense a little when Erik presses against my arm to see what I was yelling about. I could feel the tension between us, blooming from something as tiny as our arms brushing. "Last night, I wiped my tears on my hand, and put it there, and when I picked it up, those flowers were blooming!" I look up at him with a grin on my face, faltering when I realize I'm inches away from him, and he's already staring at me.

Maddox let out a chortle when Issac flipped him off. Getting in his car, he put the car in drive. He glanced around his car, making sure it was clean. He was driving down the road when he noticed a small flower shop. Pulling over, he was about to buy a bouquet when the seller told him he could get a customized bouquet with his favorite flowers. So, he chose red roses with a sprinkle of gardenia flowers around them. Issac inhaled those flowers, and his eyes closed on their own accord as he basked in the scent, letting out a satisfying sigh. Her scent was addicting.

But it wasn't his presence that made my breath catch completely. In his large, calloused hand, he was holding a single, beautiful flower. Its petals were a deep, vibrant crimson, glowing vividly against the gray stone of the palace. It was a frost-bloom, a rare and delicate flower that only grew on the highest, most dangerous peaks along the northern boundary line. Cassian stepped away from the wall, his dark eyes locking onto mine as he closed the distance between us. He held the crimson flower out to me, a small, uncharacteristic softness touching his lips.

These flowers, delicately attached to pearls for added weight, were tossed into the open windows of the carriage as a symbol of admiration and luck. The oxyplant flowers, known for their luminescent beauty and enchanting fragrance, filled the carriage with a captivating aura. Each blossom boasted an array of vibrant colors, ranging from azure blues to coral pinks, captivating the senses of the princesses. The delicate petals shimmered as they caught the dappled light filtering through the water, casting an ethereal glow within the carriage. The sweet scent of the flowers enveloped Nerissa and Madissa, filling their hearts with a sense of joy and gratitude.

She selected one, her fingers tracing the intricate pattern of a coiled serpent. "I have a new task for you, Anya," she said, her voice dropping to a low, conspiratorial tone. "A task that requires a certain… delicacy." She opened the box. Inside, nestled on a bed of black velvet, was a single, dried flower. It was a small, unassuming thing, a pale blue blossom with delicate, star-shaped petals. But its scent was faintly sweet, with a subtle, cloying undertone that spoke of something unnatural.

I brought my face close to hers but she pushed it aside and walked away. "Good day masters, what kind of flowers do you want?," a train of ladies greeted in chorus flashing their best smile. I turned to look at Cas and she was brooding with a malicious aura that sent chills down my spine. No woman had ever affected me the way Cassandra did. She was too amusing and appealing at the same time. It was hard to resist a woman like her. "I want carnations the yellow kind and a white lotus flower," Cas stated her demand holding me like her life depended on it.