The Romantic Cultivator Novels & Stories

This man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was obviously interested in his pure-looking Junior Sister. The other party asked for something, so he immediately forgot his purpose of coming to the small courtyard. He nodded repeatedly and walked toward the strange tree. "Senior Brother, help me pick a few more," the pure Junior Sister said crisply. "Okay," the male cultivator replied. He walked under the tree and raised his arm to pick up the white flowers. At this time, Caspian saw that the female cultivator took a few steps back when her senior brother was picking flowers.

She still felt somewhat worried. In the Turner family garden, vast stretches of red roses were in full bloom. Due to special cultivation techniques, these roses grew like they were on trees. There was a small path between each tree, and as people walked through, the faint fragrance of the flowers would stick to them, leaving them in a relaxed and peaceful mood.

Love in a cottage might be an ideal, a daydream, a fantasy now relegated to her childhood, but secretly Elena still adhered to the belief ‘Better a humble home where love is than a mansion without it’—and, of course, there had never been any doubt in her mind whatsoever that when it came to the material things in life what Roth had to offer the woman he loved... The woman he loved. She bit her lip as Roth started to walk away from her. Once he had gone she stared out of the bedroom window. It overlooked the formal gardens to one side of the house. Like the house, they had an air of neglect; of being unloved. Sylvie’s vivid imagination soon filled the neglected borders with lush herbaceous pl

His username says Mr Romantic and his poem read, I can never look at a drop of dew in a buttercup without beholding shafts of love in the retreats of your eyes In you there is unity; your face and form is a blend of perfect line and contour In you there is equality; your features are exquisitely proportioned, modelled as no sculptor could model them I think of God when I see you He admired the creation of such perfection If as he believed, harmony must give each of its works unity and equality to produce beauty, then before him was a living emblem of harmony, and so of beauty You're so lovely, how deliciously feminine and provocative you are! What incomparable blending of form and colour in

The color of the flowers was spectacular. Excited, he walked forward to smell the flowers. “Indeed, this species of rose enjoys a well-deserved reputation. They look amazing at full bloom.” Suzy beamed as she studied his handsome face. All of a sudden, she felt a wave of sadness inside her. She heard from the gardener that Sean was engaged. He planted the rainbow roses as a gift for his fiancée. She was envious of that woman. Sean was not only handsome and smart, but he was also a kind and loyal man. How lucky was the woman to be married to him!

Chapter 46 boulangerie et caféine "What the hell is that woman doing here?" Lana asked herself as her gaze met with Adia. Alliance boulangerie et caféine is a reputable store, and a puppet like Adia cannot afford it. Sebastian has taught her a very valuable lesson, for the strings she pulled at the party, he took away all her father's investors, and the company is at the verge of falling all because of one woman.

“Why is it so dark? Please, turn on the lights, Anth.” I hesitated before pressing the soft buttons of the light switch and then the room brightened up. I heard her gasp first before my eyes took in the rose petals and unlit candles on the floor and on various pieces of furniture in the living room. My eyes scanned the room and spotted more rose petals, even the ones leading to the bedroom. The romantic setting of the place made my nervousness spike higher than before. “Did you do this?” I pushed every ounce of nervousness from my body and approached her then wrapped my arms around her shoulder. I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhalin

(29). Sorry, I’m An Anti-Romantic . By Authoress Kamara . Chapter 29: Delusional . Miles was sprinting down the street, avoiding the sidewalk because it was too crowded, and dodging cars as they came his way. Aiden needed him, he told himself. Aiden was a damsel in distress in need of saving, and Miles was his knight. He would make him happy again, like he always did. He skidded around the corner toward the deeper suburbs where he knew

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

Joonwoo leaned back on his bed, letting out a small sigh as the window dimmed. But then another glow appeared smaller, tucked neatly at the bottom of the interface. [Romanticism Points: 600] A faint icon blinked beside it. Joonwoo squinted. “hmm… where should I even use this?” He tapped it, and another window unfolded like a page turning in midair. [Romanticism Shop] – Locked Requirement: All Attributes ≥ 50