Novel & Cerita Wildflower Series

Both she and Darien were eager to hear what Silva had to say about her sister. As Jake carried her upstairs, she took in the numerous images of mountain wildflowers that were displayed on the walls. Gorgeous, vibrant, and vivid: golden mountain dandelions, pink milkweed that resembles starbursts, purple thistle, and lavender columbine poking out from the base of an alpine grove. “Who took these pictures?” Jake’s gloomy face lightened a bit. “Me.”

A girl named Shira asked. " Tonight. Xander will be transformed in three weeks time. I will arrange your marriage with him so that I can save our kind." " This is good news,my queen. I can't wait to become Xander's bride."She happily left the throne room. Shira is a vampire. She is 100 years old but the fact that vampire doesn't age made her look like a teenager. Queen Kate and her father had been friends for ages. This friendship could have led to marriage but along the line Kate fell in love with a human.

, she picked my dress and combed my hair and we went to the garden. The path was muddy, it seems they're watering the plants daily . It has varieties of flowers , different types of colours in it and the butterflies and bees are surrounding the flowers . it's a pleasing sight . I walked until the end of the path , there was nothing , but just grass . then, a single daisy flower caught my attention . it's grows in a corner of garden and hidden itself from others eyes . it's resembles my situation , where this world is a garden ; And I at the other end , just a

And Jin couldn’t possibly let him down, he found Lucas the next day which was an easy find regarding the fact that he works for a company they provide funding to. It was a good plan according to Theo. He was just going to confuse Lucas into thinking Sei was not who he thought she was-- if she was ever Sei in the first place. It was completely harmless, he told himself not really wanting to involve any innocent civilians in his businesses, well not anymore if he’s trying to change. So he has to lessen their involvement with people who didn’t need to be a part of the dilemma. But the resentment he feels toward Sei, now that is different.

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

It was in the gifts left at their doorstep. Life at the stone ranger station became a tense routine. Liam and Ryder drilled the few loyal pack members who had found their way to the ridge. Gareth healed. Ethan’s arm mended slowly. Fred became their quartermaster, making supply runs to the outskirts of Willow Creek. Tess, her pregnancy now a small, firm curve beneath her clothes, tried to bring a sense of normalcy. She sketched on scraps of paper, the only way to quiet the whirlwind in her mind.

The waterfall roared louder than usual, but a rancid smell overpowered the usual scent of roses. Rogues were waiting for her, not Xavier. One of them was the unkempt man from the market. Rose readied herself, then she felt him. Xavier, running flat out, drawn by the bond. He burst into the clearing, eyes blazing. “Rose, run!” “No, we fight together.” Then the wild roses moved like a living thing. They had always grown thick here, but tonight they came alive. Vines wrapped her ankles, thorns gentle against her skin, petals brushing her face.

He’d known from the start that training Leroy would be an intriguing challenge. A fleeting thought of guilt passed through him, but he pushed it aside. This was only temporary, after all. Finally, Leroy managed to steady himself and looked up at Xcott, his mink brown eyes wide and filled with curiosity. “What was that?” he whispered, still dazed. “It’s called Uwlflour. Do you understand the lesson?” Leroy frowned, still too overwhelmed to respond immediately. He shook his head slowly. “Did you find the experience pleasant or painful?” Xcott pressed.

"There it is!" My jaw dropped. I couldn't believe it! There stood the wolf in my dreams, dark brown with light-colored markings around its face and underbelly. The fur looked incredibly thick, even from this distance. It seemed to glance back at us before it disappeared into the tall bushes next to the road. I took in our surroundings, wondering where it had come from. We were idling on an old road that was considered "deep woods" until about ten years ago when several new housing developments went in, my parents' for one. A forest conservation group had stepped in before all the houses were finished, and nothing new had been built in our neighborhood since then. We often saw wildlife along

‘The flowers,’ she continued through gritted teeth, ‘are beautiful. Nero’s voice seemed to become deeper. ‘I agree,’ he whispered. ‘The nénuphar is the most beautiful flower of all.’ As he spoke his hand found her clitoris and began to massage the erect, erotic stem. Then his fingers encircled the rosebud pink petals of her sex-lips and began, with excruciating slowness, to penetrate her.