Six Blossom Now Novels & Stories

Celeste's POV “Oh,” Hores said, and fetched an object from a small satchel buckled to his chest. “I also brought you what you requested.” I glanced at Vanessa. She was panting fast. “What…oh no,” she groaned. “Van, are you okay?” I asked, and she nodded slowly. I don't know why I believed her. He pulled from the air a tiny, shimmering flower, whose petals sparkled as if they had been plucked from moonlight itself. “Moonshade Blossom. Quite rare.”

Smith's accounts, there haven't been any transactions at all…" John tapped his fingers on the desk, irritable and growled coldly, "She's the one who planted the black roses, didn't she? Always playing such nonsensical tricks just to get me to go looking for her… Just to make me cave to her whims! "Go! Bring some men with you and search every inch of this villa. If she's really in this villa, make her kneel before Lara and apologize! "Also, dig those black roses out, root and all. The very sight of them irritates me!"

I just never noticed before. The first time I brought Willow over, she already knew where my bedroom was before I even said anything. She never once asked me for the Wi-Fi password—she was already connected. And then there were all those identical bags and makeup items we had. Some were gifts from Zachary, supposedly to bribe his future sister-in-law, and some she bought herself, claiming that sisters should use the same stuff. I couldn't stay here anymore. Everything in this place—every decoration, every item—stabbed at me like knives.

Blood roses. Rafael’s hand tightened around the fragile flower, crushing it slowly between his fingers. A symbol. A secret. Not grief. Not loss. Love. Defiance. War. His lips curled into a dangerous smile. "So," he said softly, almost lovingly. "The game has only just begun." He tossed the crushed rose onto the floor, grinding it under his boot. "Bring me Matteo," Rafael ordered, his voice sharp as a whip. "And this time... bring the girl too."

Bellamy asked. She nodded and said, "I'll just buy some more peach blossoms. That's enough." "Alright." He looked at his subordinates. His subordinates moved the flowers to the car. Waverly didn't buy any other flowers. He bought a truck of multiflora roses and a truck of roses. As soon as they left, the police guards left too, leaving the media and some of Bellamy's subordinates to interview them. Joseph looked at the scene with a faint smile, and the corner of his mouth quivered.

A coy smirk forms on my lips as I start talking again. “This morning, the Blossom headquarters which has just been completed and set to start operations next month was burnt to the ground and investigations are still ongoing about how the fire started but even without the investigations, I will have you know that I am aware of the perpetrator of this act but that will be my secret for now, I do not want to drag my ex wife into this saga. And also, the news of most of our top investors pulling out has already spread but I can assure you that we are working on it. Blossom has come to stay and I will make sure of that. We have worked so hard and this little setback will not hinder our efforts.

“You being affiliated with Bloom Beauty actually boosted sales. Like, for real. Whatever we paid you was worth it for the company.” Charlie nods, his expression softer now. “She’s right. You don’t owe us anything.” I nod back. “Thanks.” But I already know, I’m still going to make it up to them somehow. She doesn’t know it yet, but I’m going to spoil the hell out of Anastasia Blomqvist. She better be ready. { Anastasia } I notice the change in Bram immediately. The second he gets cleared, it’s like someone flipped a switch inside him. He went from “hot guy who casually works out” to athlete.

She noticed the newly launched Blossom shop, blossom has not had any shops in the past and has been designing solely for private individuals and companies. Her designs are sold in high-end shops and everyone is eager and always waiting for her very next design after a release. Before Ariel could react her mother-in-law dragged her into the shop, it had wedding dresses of all kinds and magnitude displayed perfectly, every color, for bridesmaids and groom as well, the dresses were more than magnificent.

I would have never pictured myself friends with Bloom. Are we even friends? I think we are—or maybe she's just tolerating me because she has to tutor me. I don't know but I don't mind her—which is surprising because a lot of people annoy me. Bloom—she's just pure and wholesome and—I don't know. She just makes me want to keep her safe—or some ridiculous sappy shit like that. What does piss me off though—is that jackass Evan she's dating. How the hell does someone as kind and pure as Jasmine date a piece of shit like Evan.

he asked, furrowing his brow. Marvin offered a faint, calm smile. “I’m buying the finest one for my wife—the five-hundred-thousand-dollar tier.” With that, he pulled his wife close and sharply ordered Raymond to cut out his nonsense. “Sit back down in your seat!” he commanded. Shocked beyond words, Elena clapped a hand over her mouth. Her eyes widened into perfect circles. For all her years among the elite, Elena had never once owned one of those flowers. Gloriest Blossoms were far too luxurious, with only a single bloom managing to grow each year.