Withered Flower Novels & Stories

Lia, a 20 year old college student, comes back home for the holiday, not knowing it had other plans for her. But that plan involved her not being able to go back to school... Warning please! 16+

She thought her life was going to be outstanding if she became an idol, the dream she had been carrying on her shoulders for all her childhood. But failure and the burden of being targeted crashed her dream and shattered her life. Exactly when she thought she had no right to live in this cruel world, she was transmigrated into a world where she was a Queen. That Queen was ridiculed and bullied by her husband and his ladies in the harem, but now that an efficiently talented girl was in her body, the story takes a turn. The King fell in love with her so deeply, dotting on her more than anyone else. Getting to power, she avenged that poor queen by getting to those vicious ladies. Watch out for Luli's adventurous life in this story.

Abigail Crawford's life is turned upside down when she wakes up one fateful day with no memories of the last two years. She finds out she's married to a stranger, and her life is now in danger. She has no choice but to do everything in her power to survive; in the meantime, she tries to figure out who she can trust and gradually uncovers the reason for the assassination attempts on her life. Abigail Crawford will soon realize that some memories are best left forgotten.

Amora is separated from her birth parents and adopted by humans. Her werewolf side gets docile as she lives as a human. A chanced encounter with a boy being attacked by two wolves puts her in a situation where she unlocks her powers. The boy is the Alpha of a werewolf pack and he tells her she is also a werewolf. Liam is grateful for being saved and when he recovers, he searches for his savior but finds her half-sister instead who pretends to be Amora. How will they survive when Liam brings the sisters together and unleashes a force strong enough to destroy the Universe?!

Lorsque j'ai ouvert les yeux, ma sœur Serena Shaw était agenouillée devant moi, en larmes, un couteau à fruit pressé contre son poignet. « Nora, je te jure que je n'ai pas fait exprès. J'ai trop bu. Je ne sais même pas comment Lucas et moi... » J'ai failli rire. Parce que j'avais déjà vu cette scène. Dans ma vie précédente, Serena avait pleuré comme une victime après avoir couché avec mon fiancé, Lucas Arden. Tout le monde l'avait réconfortée. Lucas l'avait épousée pour sauver sa réputation. Et on m'avait poussée dans un mariage avec Graham West, le fiancé abandonné de Serena. Avant le mariage, Lucas m'avait montré mon prénom tatoué sur son poignet et m'avait promis qu'il n'aimait que moi. Je l'avais cru. J'avais gaspillé cinq ans aux côtés d'un mari qui désirait ma sœur, en attendant un homme qui l'avait épousée. Puis Serena était morte. J'avais pensé que Lucas reviendrait enfin vers moi. Mais je l'avais trouvé à la morgue, serrant la photo de Serena comme s'il avait perdu l'amour de sa vie. « C'est ma femme », m'avait-t-il dit. « Laisse tomber, Nora. » Le jour de mon anniversaire, Lucas et Graham s’étaient battus pour Serena sur le toit. L'un l'avait épousée. L'autre n'avait jamais cessé de la désirer. Pendant qu’ils se battaient pour elle, on m’avait poussée sur la chaussée et j’avais été écrasée sous les roues d’une voiture. Quand j'ai rouvert les yeux, je suis revenue au début. Cette fois, j'ai cru être la seule à me souvenir. Je me suis trompée. Lucas se souvenait. Graham aussi. Et même avec une seconde chance, ils ont encore tous les deux choisi Serena. Cette fois, je ne serais ni échangée, ni choisie, ni rejetée. Cette fois, j'allais construire quelque chose que personne ne pourrait m'enlever.

Juliette...! You can fall for anyone...but him. I repeated it a hundred times in my mind. No...! Not that way...! Don't look at him...! Suppressing my untamable desires to see him, I had been struggling hard. Why is life so complicated? Why out of all it has to be him? *** Juliette Stanford, a university student, had a crush on her new, handsome and charming professor for not long but that crush became a tangled love when he turned out to be her brother-in-law-to-be. It was a one sided love and she tried hard not to get deeper in her fantasies as there was nothing mutual and he was the one in the forbidden sides for her to fall in love. But...! Nothing goes as the will...! She thought it was only her who was struggling until the day of her sister's engagement when he suddenly grabbed Juliette in his arms and announced that he loves her...!! Wait...! What happened...!!

June adalah anak kesayangan keluarga Kusuma yang kemudian telah di jodohkan ayahnya dengan pria yang tak dikenalnya sama sekali. June memiliki kekasih hati lain yaitu Mark yang sangat dicintainya jadi dia memutuskan untuk lari dengan kekasihnya, tanpa disangka kekasihnya malah meninggalkannya di tengah jalan karena June meninggalkan semua hak sebagai pewaris sebagian harta dari Kusuma Group. June hilang akal namun tak ingin pulang, dia pun pergi ke rumah Bi Ani yang pernah merawatnya sejak kecil kemudian dia bekerja dengan Bi Ani di kediaman Wijaya sambil tetap menyembunyikan identitas asli dirinya. June di khususkan ada di paviliun Tuan Muda Dave sama seperti Bi Ani, dan di mulailah kisah penyiksaan Tuan Muda Dave pada June yang tidak becus bekerja. Sepertinya bukan hanya penyiksaan tapi kisah asmara yang kemudian perlahan hadir di hari-hari June bersama Tuan Mudanya yang tampan itu, hingga dia bisa melupakan pertunangan dari ayahnya bahkan Mark yang meninggalkannya begitu saja.

I went through 100 hormone shots for him—just to finally get pregnant. Five years begging those shots to work—all for Rafe Morello. The Don with ice in his veins... but also the guy who used to wipe sweat off my forehead in the middle of the night. Everyone thought we were goals. Then I handed over my lab results, and the nurse paused, blinking up at me. "Sorry, what's your relationship to Rafe Morello? There's already a pregnancy under his wife's name." I froze. Carmela Vitale. His dead brother's wife. Spouse listed: Rafe Morello. Breathing? Suddenly optional. No tears. No drama. I just slid off my ring and tucked it into my bag. Then I called the number buried at the bottom of my drawer. My voice? Freakishly calm. "Yeah. Three days. Pick me up." It wasn't about revenge. I left because I finally got it—some people, you gotta cut loose if you ever wanna stop bleeding. Three days later, he walked into a silent bedroom. On the nightstand: my wedding ring, the signed divorce papers, and a copy of the ultrasound. He sat on the floor and just... kept rubbing that ring. Regret doesn't knock. It floods. And that night, it drowned every lie he thought he could get away with. That was when he finally figured it out—love could wreck a person worse than hate ever could.

My love story with my Don husband was once the model relationship for couples all across Edale. But after his sudden death, the notary informed me that I was not the first in line to inherit his estate. I froze. Christian Fuzio was an only child. His parents had long passed away. We had no children. If I wasn't the first in line, then who was? That was when the boy walked in. His face was a perfect copy of Zoe Sgotti, Christian's assistant. The boy crossed his arms and sneered. "Mrs. Fuzio, the person my father loved most in his life was my mother. Of course, most of the inheritance belongs to us." Rae… Ray… Only then did I realize that the name he had whispered on his deathbed was never mine. I lunged forward to question Ray, but he shoved me into the traffic. The moment my head slammed against the ground, darkness swallowed everything. When I opened my eyes once more… I stared at my young, strong hands. Feeling the life that I had once lost growing inside me, I finally understood that I had been given another chance. Christian, this time, I no longer wanted your fake love. I would grant the three of you all the happiness that you wanted.

On Couples' Day, I received a last-minute urgent request from a client to help feed her dog at her residence. The client's home is located in the same residential area as Zachary Yandon's and my marital home. Even the passcode to her home is very similar to ours, with the last four digits being Zachary's birthday. When I open the door, it feels as though I've walked into my own home. The furnishings in my client's home are surprisingly the same as the furnishings in my own home. Even the Itorian men's loafers placed at the doorway are the exact same pair as I bought for Zachary last month. I stand at the doorway hesitantly without entering the home. It's then that a golden retriever dashes out of one of the rooms and runs into my arms. The force is so strong that I stumble backward, hitting my back on the door. I know I'm not imagining things at all. It turns out the client's dog is Bingo, my furbaby who went missing three years ago!