Spring's Promise Camellia Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Low enough to work.” Camellia found Rachel in the solarium, pruning orchids. “Someone tried to buy me,” Camellia said. Rachel clipped a blossom. “Someone always does.” “They threatened to forge Phoenix collapse under my name. In exchange for power.” Rachel didn’t flinch. “Did you accept?” Camellia stared. “No.” Rachel smiled. “Then you’ve already won.” Camellia hesitated. “Am I strong enough for this?” “You don’t need to be strong,” Rachel said. “You just need to stay real.”

he said before handing her the bouquet of middlemist red, that is the rarest and most expensive plant he could find in the empire. "How very thoughtful of you. Thank you but isn't this type of camellia flower very expensive? This color also means love, passion, and deep desire. Could this be a confession of love, my prince? I should tell you again that I'm an engaged woman. It would be very controversial for our families if I have you as my mistress." Ruby teased with a mischievous smile making the prince blush. "Oh no. It was merely an accident. I asked the florist to give me the rarest plant because I didn't think that roses would be enough to be on par with you so I bought this instead. S

As if I had always belonged here. “Luna, you are going to adore the gardens.” Dimitri smiled at me, his eyes tearing up with my delighted reaction. I followed him out the side door, gasping as it opened. He was right. I loved the garden. I was greeted by towering perfectly manicured trees lining a mossy-covered stone pathway, a pergola covered in the same green vines shading the path. I walked forwards, smiling as the beautiful scent of lavender flooded my senses. I spied bustling bushes of it nestled between the trees, a small wondrous white flower brushed against my face as I walked. Taking a closer look I saw that what I thought were vines were actually Jasmine flowers. As we walked I fel

Perfect best day ever! We're both tired as we hop back to his car but instead of going back to the pack house, he took my hand as we both walk towards the woods and to the place where we made our promises. It's still beautiful and calming. the water falls, the tall trees around, the bush plants and flowers around the meadow. He lead toward the picnic blanket which is I just notice just now and a picnic basket but instead of foods, it has a small red velvet box. I gasps as Calix kneel down in front of me as he reached for the small box with his free hand as his other hand tighten it's hold to mine.

She hurriedly went out when she heard Kevin calling her, she smiled at him and they went outside because the event was about to start. Carson took a sip of his coffee while staring at the lights of the city. “Good morning.” Albert sat on one of the chairs and put his coffee on a mini table. “About the poison inside those people, why did they plant poison inside them if they can just kill them by hiring people with the killing promise? What happened? Carson asked. “Killing promise is one of the forbidden promises. There were only a few of us who still live and we need to hide ourselves from the higher ups. “ sadness can be seen on his face.

The wedding happened a week and a half later. A lot of people felt it was rushed, but once they saw it, you’d think it had been planned for months. It was truly beautiful. It was said that the bride loved camellias, that she adored their soft petals and fragrance. So, the venue was filled with them. Every table, every corner, every aisle was adorned with arrangements of white and pink camellias. The scent was soft yet intoxicating, sweet and calming, like their love.

No promise wrapped in spectacle. Just certainty.

Their eyes widened in shock as I asked them, each word deliberate, "Do you really want to see me fall apart?" They exchanged a glance, silent and shaking, and they stepped back, giving me space. Sunlight pierced through the gloomy clouds, warming my skin, feeling like it carried hope itself. I stopped looking at them and walked on with determined steps. I knew they would not come after me again. Six months later, Chester and I had our dream wedding, and on that special day, I received two priceless gifts. I knew who sent them, but it did not matter to me. Love that came too late was worth nothing at all.

He was getting under my skin and I didn’t want to have him know it. “We don’t know if I am pregnant yet and there is no way in hell that you are going to tell me what to do” I retorted. “I said that you are not going back to your old pack simply because it is not safe there. If you really feel like you don’t want to be here, then go somewhere else, just not there. I won’t be able to live if I find out that something might have happened to you and I am unable to protect you. After all, all those years ago when you were born and I was only seven years old, I made a promise that I will protect you with my life and I do not intend on breaking that promise any time soon” Rowan said.

She insisted, still serene yet serious: "Promise, Bianca?" A cold breeze blew at that exact moment, raising goosebumps on my arms and legs. I smelled jasmine in the air, probably from the flowers around us. "I promise, Carmelia," I whispered. "I'll never forget." She pulled me into a hug, and we stayed there in silence, watching the sun disappear on the horizon. In that instant, I felt like the world was unbreakable and that the promise between us would be enough to protect us from any darkness that might come.