Winx Club Bloom Dark Novels & Stories

She had a unique smell of rose petals. "I have a best friend called Jamie Russel. She is my favorite person and I love her so much. She will never hurt me like Tristan and Tasha did. Even if you hurt me, Jamie will never hurt me." Her eyes were getting misty with tears again. I took a long look at her and was able to decipher that the people she was mentioning could be an essential part of her life. She looked so pained. I sighed and shook my head, surprisingly feeling bad for her. Not willing to continue to exchange words with a drunk lady, I decided to look for means to get her out of the clubhouse. She needed to be in safe hands.

Aria's heart jumped, thudding painfully in her chest. "Danger? What kind of danger? What are you talking about?" Selene took a slow, measured step forward, eyes locked on Aria. "The bloom inside you — it's waking up," she said softly, almost like a warning. "You don't understand what that means yet, but others do. They're hunting you." Aria's fingers clenched tighter around Piper, whose green eyes flicked nervously between the two women. "I don't get it," Aria whispered, voice shaky. "What bloom? Hunting me? This sounds insane."

Chapter Two: SIGHTING Later that night, Rojean dolled up to go to a place that was both a nightclub and a bar that everyone was talking about. She was old enough, for sure, especially if she was going to get married soon. But she was never the kind of person to go out on the weekends, to a club or even a bar and always preferred the comfort of their apartment which Lucas didn’t mind at all even when he wanted to go out. She was in a cream coloured off shoulder dress which stopped mid-thigh and hugged her curves beautifully.

If he was here, it meant he was done hiding. ‘And so am I.’ She sighed with relief and turned her attention back to the flower pot. “Do you think it’ll be this flower?” It’d take years before this one bloomed for the first time, but she thought he’d like to be closer to home. “I think so,” if only because she was taking care of it herself, Ler thought that Nox’s soul, who sacrificed his own life for her sake, would probably like to be close to her during his long sleep. “You will know when it blooms.”

…heart… bleeding… ○|￣|_ Young master... Can I... get a hug too? 〒▽〒

None of these people requires my mercy anymore, I’ve done playing games with them, halfway of dealing with these villains, I’m not longer used my gun nor SMG or even rifles that the dead guards were holding, Instead, I unleash my deadliest and my favourites moves, the Thousand Cherry blooms. “The..fuck?!!…where the heck does this pink flowers comes from?!!….….ARAARRRGGHHH!!!…MY EARS!!!!…”. “HELP!!…MY HAND!!!…FLOWERS CUT OFF MY HAND!!!…”. “MY EYES!!!…I CANT SEEE!!!…ARRRGGHHHH!!..”.

I knew what I was feeling was the mate bond pulling me to her. “Shit, I have to go!” I yelled to my beta. I raced out the packhouse and to my car. I had to be with her right now. I hope she isn’t awake for this. We haven’t explained anything to her about what she is. She is a werewolf just like everyone in our town. We had to keep it from her because she is special. A Blue Moon wolf said to unify our world under one alpha. After a few minutes, I was in front of her house. The moment I touched the doorknob the door flew open revealing her father David just past it. Suddenly a blue light filled the house. We all looked at each other wondering what had happened.

- Wow, I didn't think that basement room was true.- Hyun Woo spoke up.- Even if Kim Sang Min would turn out not to be the "Cherry Blossom Reaper", he should be well punished for simply mistreating animals in this way. Not counting making illegal courses and profiting from it.- he added.

Leo marched to the table and slammed the pile of documents down in front of the official, sending a cloud of fine dust swirling into the air. The man jumped in fright, panic flashing across his narrow eyes. “You… you are with the Windchaser caravan! What do you think you’re doing? This is the committee hall!” Eira stood up and walked to the table. She flipped open the top account book casually. “Star Calendar Year 420, Moon Bloom Season. Thirty thousand blood spirit coins were transferred from a Dark Blood underground bank. The recipient used the alias White Crane.” Her voice was quiet, yet every word rang clearly in the official’s ears.

Vivian sat alone in the shadowed corner of the bar, watching strangers drift beneath the amber glow of the lights. She could not believe she had actually fallen for a rumor. “The real reason the Hayes and Carter families postponed the wedding? Sebastian’s ex was kidnapped. He’d rather call off the marriage than leave her to die.” One reckless sentence was all it took for her to book the first flight to Harbor City. Sebastian was the untouchable heir everyone admired—a fixture on the covers of financial magazines and the polished businessman delivering keynote speeches at charity galas. What could a man like him possibly be doing in a place like this? Vivian shook her head, set down her g