Sequel To Flowers In The Attic Book 소설 & 이야기

I stared at the book in my hands, flipping the pages from time to time. For the past few hours, maids have been trooping in and out of a particular room, taking food, changing bed spreads and taking flowers in. They've been talking, whispering, giggling every now and then. Curious, I placed my book my bed and stepped outside, almost bumping into someone. A familiar scent washed over me, something like the addicting scent of the earth after rain. I took a step backwards, rubbing my hand on my shoulder, “I'm sorry, I—”

I would make everything worse if I did. I only tried to change my action a little for the sake of achieving my plans yet, I received attention, the character’s actions diverted from the original storyline, and what’s worst was one of my targets suffered. There was a new place in this mansion, I discovered. It was none other than our library that led to the attic! It has various selections of books with different topics such as politics, history, and even novels. When I asked the butler, he said there were more than a thousand books in a two-story facility.

I take a book about herbal medicine. Sitting on the couch, flicking through the pages, I toss the book aside. I leave the room and wander up the hall. The smell of cooked apples and warm caramel hit my nose again. I follow the smell until it leads me to an old staircase that goes up into an attic I slowly walk up the stairs. They appear rotten and damp. I reach the door handle, turn the knob, and push the door open. As the door creaks open, I see a really old thin mattress in the corner of the room—a broken chair in the other corner and a full-length broken mirror missing half the glass.

Without hesitation, Jamie ran over, grabbed the flower, and covered the half-open buds with his hands. He turned to Maxim and asked, "What do you think, bro? Does it look similar?" This time, Maxim didn't respond but instead looked at Tatiana. Jamie felt that something strange was happening. Could it be that when he wished for a flower to fall from the sky, it actually appeared? And it all started with flowers from her sister-in-law's house."Sister-in-law, where did you get these flowers?" Jamie was genuinely curious. Tatiana looked puzzled. "What's wrong?"

Quite the opposite of Reese. Shortly after he made it clear to me that he loved me and would not give me up anymore, we moved in together. This step had come rather suddenly, but I couldn't take it anymore in Uncle Roderick's little house. Too many memories hung on those walls - both good and bad. But since I just couldn't bring myself to sell the house, I rented it to a small family and moved into the apartment with Reese and Nick's cat Cherry.

She trudged up five flights, kicked her boots off inside, and froze. Something felt… off. 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. Two of them now. Deep crimson. Growing directly from the spine of Sea Glass Psalms, like they had rooted themselves into the poetry. No pot. No soil. Just… existing. Aria moved closer, slowly.

Jenson’s shaky voice suddenly echoed in Rose’s head. Unable to sleep, Rose got up and dressed herself. Then, she tiptoed up the stairs. Jenson was not the only one panicking about the secret behind the attic, for it agitated her as well. Who was the woman in the attic? … As the Fragrant Vessel Court was built following the characteristics of classical overlapping architectures, its rooms were built intricately and were naturally dim. Pushing open the door in front of the handrail, Rose entered the room and closed the door behind her.

A pity. “Are you even listening to me?” I lifted my eyes from the book in my hand. The Mark of Exile. It was the sequel to The Corpse in the Fog—a crime story about a man killing the lover of the woman he desperately wanted. You could say I was taking notes of very effective and interesting ways to kill Zesa’s lover. I’d had enough of him impeding my happiness.