The Flower Room Novels & Stories

He was gonna wait for her to get fixed and then she'd be as far away from him as possible. Then, he also noticed how complaining about how he was always thinking about her was, in fact, still thinking about her. There, in the middle of the huge hallway, he facepalmed. Stupid mate bond. Or was it? Calix huffed and ran his fingers through his untamed auburn curls that somehow still managed to make him look handsome. He came to a stop in front of a door and hesitated before pushing it open. The room was located in the hospital wing. Inside was a bed and two night side tables with a lamp. Lilo had come a day ago and decorated the room. It was Rosie's - as Lilo calls her now- room.

Then , lady June smiled and welcomed me to their garden. Their garden was full of sunflowers , it's like a field in the villages with dragonflies surrounding it . Their mansion was surrounded by Boston ivy ( a shrub plant) . It's marvelous . I love this cool atmosphere. Then , I saw a angel , that's ORKHIS ANEMONE , the villainess, she has a long , shiny , silky Black hair with her purple eyes sparkles whenever She's excited . her pink lips are fluffy , if I were a male lead , I'll be her slave .

I smiled at him as I sat down with my husband on a two-sitter chair. "You're welcome, let's go to my room to discuss". Kayla interrupted me sharply as she dragged my hand. I stood up and follows her through the stairs. Pictures of various flowers hung on the wall on our way to her room. She must be a lover of flowers. We got to her room and I was awed by what I saw. She had a gigantic bed resting in the middle of the room,the wall had a wallpaper flower and the windowsills attracted sunlight from the sky and penetrated into the room that's when I noticed a little garden in the room.

He led them to the room where they went that night. ​ “What’s going on?” she asked. ​ “Open the door.” ​ Emma opened the door and gasped at the sight. Every inch of the room was covered in Emma’s favorite flowers. Freesias, lilies, tulips and magnolias adorned every free surface. Candles were nestled in the center of every bloom bundle. The room was bathed in a fresh, floral scent, and sensual golden glow. A small table in the center of the room held a glass of wine and two crystal glasses. Emma walked in, and looked around. It was the most beautiful scene she had ever seen. But she was so confused.

Going inside the room she finds the room set up according to her guidance and instructions. There were red petals on the bed in a circle shape with condoms in the middle. The room was lit in dim light and had an aromatic scent lit around the room with white rose petals around it. A fresh flower room freshner was also sprayed on the room making her smile wide.

Just as she was in shock, a lazy voice came from inside the room, "Let her come in." The man swung the door open, pushed Flora into the room, and closed the door again. Flora stumbled a bit, almost falling onto the carpet, but she exclaimed and managed to steady herself. She surveyed her surroundings, noticing that the room's lighting was dimmed by thick curtains. It was dim, and she finally realized that this was not the ice cellar she had imagined; it was an extremely large and luxurious bedroom. What puzzled her now was whether there was an air conditioner in the world that could produce such low temperatures. Could it be a new product she was unaware of? She absentmindedly touched her ar

I’m left back in confusion. Once Trevor has left the room, too, I’m left totally alone again with my thoughts and questions lingering on my mind. Every time one question gets answered, the next ten seem to pile up. My eyes dart around the room. It seems very spacious and luxurious for a hospital. It has to be a private room by the looks of it. On the side table and windowsill, I see loads of bunches of flowers in various kinds, their sweet scent filling the air. Counting them it makes up to fourteen. Are they from Jax? Did he bring me flowers every single day?

Cheryl’s POV The room was dimly lit—too dim to tell if the red smears on the floor were wine or something far worse. The air smelled of rusted metal, sweat, and something faintly floral—like someone had tried to mask the decay with cheap perfume, or maybe it was my own perfume turned cheap from the deathliness of this place. A single lightbulb swung lazily from the ceiling above me, casting long, flickering shadows that danced across the concrete walls like ghosts.

Almost done. The sight before Svanna truly made her happy. Nightroe had kept his word. After choosing the right room, he had his staff come in and transform it into something—it looked so beautiful. So many flowers, and a special display stand had been provided; in fact... one thing Svanna had never even considered was that the man had ordered nearly a truckload of flowers just to make this room look full. Well, the idea Nightroe came up with wasn’t bad. Not only did the colors of the petals add to the beauty, but the natural scent also left a soothing impression.

Adrian raises a finger before he dashes out of the room, and the next second several men file into the room, each with a huge bouquet in their arms, big enough to hide them completely. The room is filled with color in an instant. The theme of the bouquets is rose, decorated with lilies, my favorite. The annoying smell of disinfectant is replaced by a soothing fragrant, tickling a deep corner of my memory, as if I was once in a room pretty and scented just like this... “Great, thanks!” Adrian’s whisper at the outside of the door snaps me back to reality. I blink, and my heart races like a broken engine. Is this what I think it is?