The Blooming Violet In The Back Garden นิยาย & เรื่องราว

As though she knew I were here, her faint singing trickled down the halls and around the spiral staircase to the lower level of the house. Words had long ago melted away, but the solemn tune remained ever unchanging. The sound set my teeth on edge and turned my bones to brittle ice, but it was easier to stay here than to venture home and risk facing her. Violet. It had taken me three showers to rid myself of her scent. The sugary sweet smell embedded itself within everything. Lemons, vanilla, and fucking sunshine. Don’t ask me what sunshine smells like because I couldn’t tell you. I’d never experienced it until seeing her, until her scent blasted down the hall in a funnel of wind that made e

Ariande scoffed. "Watch your words, Ariande. Wall have ears." John warned. "Here's your room." "Thanks." She appreciated and entered inside. Xander watched Ariande in his computer. She didn't know that CCTV camera had been installed in every corner of the mansion. He heard her conversation with John. How dare she say such about him. He vowed to make her stay unbearable. He picked up the telephone and called her room line. "I want you in my room now!" He ordered.

-⊰᯽᯽᯽᯽᯽᯽⊱- Now he was in the garden, he was watching those clouds move slowly as he looked up at that sky that was now dark, it was dark with only the stars being a kind of light source as the moon was being cruelly plugged. "When the last violet withers, when the last being gives its last sigh" he began to hum while admiring that immensity "when our hands will come loose, when our eyes will dare to close? at that moment, and not even then will I be completely sure that it will happen... at that moment I will stop loving you." It was only that part that he remembered, that was all he had in his memory, and for some reason... he felt it was not the whole song.

“So, what do you think to this small office of his?” “Hmm,” Althea pretended to think. “Not bad, I guess.” “Right?” The owner’s mother also agreed to her. “Goodness, I can’t believe that stupid son of mine can hide something like this to me. Oh!” Victoria gasped when she looked at the table. Althea followed her gaze; she was looking at the flowerpot that was full of violet flowers. “This is where he was keeping this, I thought he also planted this on his backyard!”

Violette POV The gardens are magnificent. The gardens at home aren’t quite as lovely as these. And all we have at home are white roses that match our family's rather distinct white hair. But this garden.. has flowers off all kinds. There’s even a section of fresh fruits and vegetables that looks absolutely delicious. “Do you enjoy your time outside?” The guard named Loren asked. I noticed he looks at me every once in a while, debating to speak or to just let me walk in peace.

Author's POV The pool glittered under the afternoon sun, it looked like a sheet of turquoise framed by palm trees. Ivy slipped off her robe and stepped in, letting the cool water wrap around her. This was her peace. Away from Liam, away from the noise. It was just her, the sky, and silence. At least, that was what she thought until she heard a low whistle. "Didn't know I had company." Her head snapped up. Liam was already in the water, leaning lazily against the edge. Shirtless. Drops of water sliding down his chest like they had a goddamn contract with gravity.

She moved closer to the window and let her gaze wander to the garden filled with fragrant flowers that were located outside the room. The soft light of the moon shone through the gaps in the clouds and illuminated the lovely garden below. The gentle night breeze causes the delicate flowers to flutter, illuminating the beauty that lies within the still area. The glittery dewdrops perched on the petals, glistening like pearls of the air; the dewdrop is small but sparkling and beautiful, and it captures the beautiful light of the moonlight deep within itself. Those who gaze upon its splendor are almost certain to find themselves falling hopelessly in love. Dylan was probably asleep, the whole l

Violet POV. I was in school, it was all normal until I and my friend went out to play, Izzy and I were playing we got new toys to play with today, Miss Laila gave us some chalk to draw on the floor, it was today's game. It was the best, I loved it, we made a big house, we draw cubes to jump in, it was so fun until my neck started itching, daddy dresses me in way too many layers, they made me itchy.

she said, I sighed in defeat, I felt like she wouldn't let us go without agreeing to come with her. "Fine." For the baby's sake. Priti was sleeping on her crib when we arrived at the Victorian house, I examined the front garden and was surprised to see the flowers lively and beautiful, Lukas knocked on the side of my window to get my attention. I let him open the car, and Genevieve turned around from the driver's seat to the passengers to get Priti. There's a fountain in the middle of the front garden now, and angel figurines around it. Magnolias, carnation, lavender, and rose were some of the flowers I could identify, I didn't even know I'm smiling as I got out of the car.

As I entered the garden, I was struck by the vibrant flower beds, bursting with color and delightful fragrances—a peaceful oasis amidst the bustling city. Mrs. Veil walked along winding stone pathways, pointing out various species of flowers and shrubs. “We have a variety of flowers here, dear. Roses, tulips, daffodils, and many more. Mr. Crawford takes great pride in this garden, and it’s one of his favorite places to unwind.” I marveled at the beauty of the garden; it was indeed a labor of love. “It’s truly stunning, Mrs. Veil. I can see why he enjoys it so much.”