Florist Stories

"She was sunlight. He was the storm." Eve Lumielle has always believed in happy endings. With her golden hair, bright smile, and a heart as soft as the petals in her flower shop, she sees beauty in everything-even in people everyone else warns her about. Victor De Rossi is the opposite. Cold. Calculated. Ruthless in business and feared in the city's underground circles. He doesn't believe in love; he believes in power. And yet, the day she walks into his bar and sat on his booth, something in him begins to unravel. Their worlds should never have touched-hers painted in pastels and laughter, his in shadows and secrets. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. What begins as an unexpected deal quickly spirals into late-night conversations, stolen glances, and a dangerous pull neither can fight. She teaches him how to feel. He teaches her how to fight. But when the past comes for them, love might not be enough to survive. A story about light meeting darkness, trust that burns brighter than fear, and the kind of love that changes everything.

Italian X Indian Zyran Russo, the 30 years old cunning and notorious Mafia of Italy, reigns Supreme over his domain with an iron fist. His imposing physique and intimidating aura strike fear into the hearts of his enemies. His dominance forged from a mix of brutal force and cunning manipulations. His empire built upon a foundation of fear, blood and a sweet addiction of power, has severe anger issues and aggressive in nature which is feared by everyone, respects his parents and his brother especially his mother who is literally the epitome of kindness. Vrinda Anand, a 20 years old innocent naive Indian Maiden, from Vrindaban, sensitive and fragile, blessed with angelic features and the most mouthwatering figure, a dehearted devotee of Lord Krishna, came to Italy for further botany studies with her soulmate aka her bestie, who is a human shield for her, Vrinda owns a small yet cozy florist shop as she loves to spend her time with nature and plants, although she came to a foreign country but the love for her culture and country made her carry her culture everywhere she goes, loves to wear Indian clothes especially Saree, has a special place for waistchains.

Sweat beads formed on her forehead as she stood before her beloved best friend, her knees trembling from the long run. "What's the missing part?" Yn demanded, still struggling to catch her breath. "You have all the answers, don't you?" she added, her voice tense, while her best friend stood silent, unsure how to respond. "Tell me, Jane. Who is he?" Yn's gaze bore into her, desperate for the truth. "He's just a stranger," Jane replied, her voice firm. . . "I swear, you're the most selfish person, Jane," Jungkook said, his anger burning through his words. . . "Stay out of this, Jane. Or else I'll make you regret your choices," Taehyung snarled, his tone dark and threatening. Just a fanfiction. Please don't associate it with real life. Every wednesdays at 6:00 PM(IST)

Touya ran away from home and started a tattoo parlour, ever the family disappointment. He wasn't expecting his new business neighbour to be attractive, or to be his soul. Keigo was finally following his dream of becoming a florist, and the hot tattooist next door was a bonus, but there seemed to be a dark aura surrounding him.

"Tung you're all I need in this life, all I've ever needed. Just you is enough for me, but I've been blessed with more... Sunny is mine too, she's my heart. Don't ask me to choose... please Tung... please, I'm begging you..." Khaotung swung around, agitated and frustrated. "I'm not asking you to choose. I'm saying your heart has room for both of us. Can't you give me a chance? I love you and I love Sunny. I consider her mine because she's yours. Let me be her dad too.... Don't make me the bad guy... Please." Your child is yours to protect, to love, to cherish, to nurture.... Could you allow someone new to share in the joy of being your child's most important person ... If Life is a journey, are we meant to travel alone? Should we? Could we? 🌹🫶⭐💍🐈‍⬛🐈🌹🫶⭐💍🌹 A collaboration with @RashiG05 🐈‍⬛🐈🌹🐈‍⬛🐈💍🐈‍⬛🐈⭐🐈‍⬛🐈💍 No resemblance to any person, living or not. No relation or resemblance to their lives or life-story. Purely fictional characters. Based on no actual persons or experiences. No relation to First K. or Khaotung T. Just a story, a tale of love.... Maybe.🌹🤗 Vote⭐, comment, leave opinions and ideas in comments. Like 👍 if you do and follow .. please 🫶🌹

This story consists of many characters and their lives.... it's all about how people overcome their struggle, figure out their own emotions, pure bonds made by destiny itself, selfless love and misunderstandings created by right people but, wrong timing. No toxicity... just devotion and trust. and if you are a fan of softcore romance, then this story is for you. not just love, it focuses on more pure bonds like friendship and family. It also focuses on their internal battles of the character. each one of them have different problems still they stand for each other and fight the world. ---------------------------------------------------- ✿⁠ 𝕋𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕤 ✿⁠ ✧ Mute FML ✧ Tharki FML [ pervert 😼]. ✧Emotionally blind X Clumsy sunshine ✧ Contract marriage ✧ Softcore romance ✧ Bussiness manX Doctor ✧ CEO X Florist ------------------ it's my first time writing. so give your reviews and criticize my mistakes as much as you want. [ positively] Enjoy...

කාන්තාර කුසුමකට බැඳුණු කඳුකර කුසුමක්..... අවසානයක් නොදැන ආරම්භය පමණක් අකුරු කරන කතාවක්... අද ශොප් එකට මල් ගන්න ඇරබික් කෙල්ලෙක් ආවා... එයා සතියකට සැරයක් අනිවාරෙන්ම ශොප් එකට එනවාලු. මේ මම එයාව දැක්ක පලවෙනි පාර. මොකද මම හැමවෙලාවෙම මේ බ්රාන්ච් එකේ නෑ. මේ ඩුබායි බ්රාන්ච් එක ගොඩක් වෙලාවට මම ඉන්නේ ශාර්ජහ් බ්රාන්ච් එකේ. අද මම එයාගේ bouquet එක හදලා දුන්නා. ඒක හදනකන්ම එයා මාත් එක්ක කියව කියව හිටියා. එයා හරිම ලස්සනයි හැබැයි කොල්ලෙක් වගේ. ලස්සනට වඩා එයා හැන්ඩ්සම් කියන්න පුලුවන්. හැන්ඩ්සම් කෙල්ලෙක් engfata feyata පස්සෙ මම දැක්ක හැන්ඩ්සම් කෙල්ල එයා.... කාන්තාර කුසුමක් ඇවිත් මල් කෙල්ලෙක්ගේ හිත අරන් ගියා.🥺🙏💔

When Park Han, a traveling photographer searching for meaning in his art, arrives in Italy for a two-week stay, he expects to capture landscapes, old stone streets, and quiet moments of everyday life. What he doesn't expect is to find himself drawn to a tiny flower shop across a cobblestone street- and to the gentle florist arranging tulips by the window. JL, who moved to Italy with his mother and stepfather, has built a peaceful new life surrounded by flowers. Calm, careful, and quietly charming, he keeps to himself-until the day Han sits outside a café and notices him. One curious glance becomes another, then another, until fate pushes them into conversation.

❝𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗱𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗲 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝘇𝘆. ❞ 💥, ₊˚⊹♡ ━ 𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗕𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗴𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘇𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 ─ 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱, 𝗻𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻'𝘁.

What if Jay, a frequent visitor to Laura's little flower shop, finds himself falling for the florist girl? 17/06/2025-??/??/????

After a tragic event follows his unsuccessful marriage, Jungkook's world is shattered. He distances himself from his family and succumbs to grief, even neglecting his own child. However, a silver lining emerges as Jimin unexpectedly enters his life, bringing with him the promise of healing and new beginnings. Together, they must navigate the challenges that stand in the way of their pursuit of a fulfilling and joyful life.

Juniper Jones has her happy little life together at 26. She has inherited her families' floral shop, moved back into her childhood home and is raising her seven year old brother. After a turbulent few months she is finally starting to settle into her new role as a mother and sole owner of Rose's Cuttings. Then one day the unbelievably hot and terrifying members of the local mc stroll into her store looking to place an order of custom flowers for a funeral. From that day on Kane and Juniper's paths continue to cross. Will Kane be able to show Juniper he's not as terrifying as she assumed? ~ Welcome to Dullahan Riders. This story is short and fluffy.

They didn't fall all at once. It was slow-a series of quiet moments, shared glances, and stubborn silences that softened over time. She cracked him open with kindness he didn't know how to hold. He anchored her with steady hands when the world felt too loud. They weren't perfect. They didn't always get it right. But they always found their way back. Because love didn't arrive in fireworks for them. It arrived in the mornings he stayed. In the bouquet she made just right. In the choosing...over and over again.

Status: complete! (This fic will have a lot of tropes! most of these tropes are my favorites!) Tropes: Mutual pining, Slowburn Florist Kou x Camera Man Mitsuba! A camera man enters a flower shop. They spend time with eachother and both of them fall for eachother. Sadly, both of them are hopelessly smitten. Votes and nice comments are greatly appreciated!!

-Tododeku- • -florist/coffee shop/ quirkless au- "𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵" Delicate petals swayed throughout the air, landing softly across the sun-painted floorboards. Those shimmering emerald eye seared their image into the forefront of the young florist's mind. Each morning, three doors down, those evergreen eyes greeted him with a smile, bright as the sun itself. The rich scent of freshly roasted coffees flooded the gently freckled nose of a spritely barista. Morning sunbeams draped themselves along the warm decorations of the petite coffee shop, dramatic and graceful and the plants coated in their light. Today was the day, he hoped, finally, he'd get to know that elusive florist... (Cover will definitely change)

This is a compilation of types of harry replying to some texts.(ongoing) This consists of slides. I've posted this on Instagram too. ig handle : @harrystyles_txt.All the edits are made by me. Please don't repost.

Welcome To Ivy Hollow; Where everything is everyone's business, isn't that how it always is in a small town? Ivy Hollow is home to Stetson Thorne, the local rancher, and rodeo host. Stetson has his in with the community, just like misses Magnolia Newton. Magnolia happened to be the towns florist & event planner. What will happen when Stetson must have Magnolia help him plan an event? Will the scorned high school sweethearts reconcile? Will the flame reignite? Find out what Stetson & Magnolia get up to in Rust & Roses!

A florist named Rose wakes up each morning forgetting the person they love. Their partner leaves random notes to keep the relationship alive, but each day the florist falls in love all over again. The only thing that can get the florist back to normal is to make her remember the one memory they cherish the most with the person they love. Can the person they love bring them back? Make them remember forever? This is a old description so may not be accurate (Made by a 13 year old)

There is a serial killer who is taking Polaroid pictures of his victims and sending it to them with a letter explaining how he's going to kill them. Then there is a florist who thinks the serial killer is doing the right thing. Do they both have a reason for their actions? Read this to find out.

My name? My name is Rui. Just because some stupid vase fall on my head I got transmigrate to another world with a dragon and a white bulb. My hope? I just want a peacefull life, nice adventure, and a good food thank you.