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she met his violet eyes and added, "I am the hidden Queen of the werewolf realm and Goddess to my people with powers that no other people have in this world. I am a soulmate that you can mate with but I can't allow you to mark me because I am tied to my territory and my land, that I am bound to return. And I must return for my people.” Dread listened to her silently, his heartbeat mirroring her as she unleashed her white and golden aura, the petal mark in her forehead blooming into a white beautiful flower under his gaze. “I am the Blood Petal,” she revealed, “We are from completely different worlds, where I can step into yours but I can never take you into mine,” her lips quivered revealin

However, the atmosphere around them is comfortable and relaxing. The day is bright and colourful. The sun provides a sense of warmth and softness to the household. The wind continues to blow, bringing good vibes and relief to all living beings. As the elder masters continue down the path, they come across many petals that have fallen from the haitang tree. The scenery is pleasant and comfortable. The petals fall with the erratic wind, making them appear to be dancing and welcoming. Its petals spread and flew everywhere, amusing passers-by and leaving Cian Xia dazed by how beautifully they fell from the tree like tear drops.

She brought help! "I'm already sick of you, bitch! Now, die!" Having had enough of Dani, Drunken Moon charged at her. The goons promptly moved in response, and the image of a tiger suddenly appeared on the floor. Then, a dozen trees shot out, firing a massive storm of flower petals toward Drunken Moon. Drunken Moon quickly blocked it with her powers, but the petals tore through her shield directly. Before the petals actually struck her, however, Frank blew a gust of wind, and the petals disappeared.

Each step made the fire in her palm throb more insistently. “Rowan…” the voice called again. Closer. Clearer. Her legs ached, but she pressed on. “I’m coming,” she whispered. Her voice sounded small in the empty valley. As she entered the wider expanse, something unexpected fell from the sky. Blue fire petals floated down like snowflakes, drifting lazily on the cold night air. Each one that brushed her skin sent a shiver down her spine. A warning, she realized. Every petal a signal of danger, yet she could not turn back.

I scream— But I'm choking. Petals spill into my mouth. Soft, curling, fragrant silk that tastes of summer rain and broken promises. Hundreds of them flood my throat, silencing me with their cloying sweetness. I gag, fingers clawing at my lips, but they keep coming—rose petals like whispered secrets I never got to keep, like words of love that died unspoken. The ground splits beneath me with a sound like breaking bones.

she says. She drops her cutlery and cleans her mouth while standing up. Sarah can feel her excitement bloom so she also stands up. "Let's go pick your Petals of Power," Katie says as she waits for Sarah who is finishing up in a much slower pace. Her words make Sarah look up, "my what of what?" "Petals of power" she repeats. Sarah looks confused so she goes on to explain. "The Petals of Power is a flower every witch possesses. It's the first thing you select as a witch or should I say, it chooses you."

She said while holding her chin gently and turning it to the right side. As the woman stop crying, Crystal took her hand down from her eyes. "Don't open your eyes. Feel the wind. Feel it sweep along your skin in an invisible ocean of exultation. Suddenly, you'll know you are alive. You'll feel your existence. Only yours." She said softly. She smiled when the woman felt the wind, didn't reply back to her.❤ - Rayan clenched his hands into tight fists and again tears fell from his closed eyes silently. He turned to his face to the front, letting the wind bruised in his face, hoping the wind will take away all the pain he was having now.

One who was longing for kindness, and one who was full of kindness from people around him. The wind blew and dandelions flew in the air. The feelings lingered and the memories brought warmth and peace. Just like a kiss in the wind...

He sucked hard on my bottom lip for a few more seconds before slowly slipping his tongue into my mouth. I felt all the fight leave my body at that particular moment, a slow breath whooshing out of my lungs through my nose. With a quiet ‘fuck it’ echoing around in my head, I moved my hand from his jaw and tangled my fingers into his hair. I watched as he blinked his eyes open in surprise— right before it fluttered when I suddenly pulled on his hair the moment the thought popped into my head.

Sarah shut down her thoughts and started to write, with her heart as its guide. ''Maybe the wind felt bad for me and is comfortingly embracing me. Maybe the wind wants to be my lover and follows me because it's always alone, just like me. No matter how much I smile, telling myself I am going to be alright, Still, nothing feels right. You shake up my heart and abandon it to be alone. The wind passes by my eyes, telling me it is okay to cry as if the wind is ready to be blamed. When you are the one to tear up my heart and made me cry...”