Flowers Stories

In the chaos of Mumbai's Colaba streets, a luxury black Bugatti stopped right in the middle of the market, scattering vendors and honking rickshaws. Out stepped Alessandro Moretti - Italy's most feared mafia don, dressed in a white shirt rolled to his elbows, tattoos crawling up his veins like sin itself. He was in India for blood, not love. But then, she crashed into him - literally - holding a bucket of marigolds and muttering something in Hindi that made him forget how to breathe. Her eyes were fire. Her mouth, a war he was ready to lose. And when she yelled at him for blocking traffic, Alessandro, the man who made empires burn, only smirked and whispered - "Bellissima... I think I just found my chaos." From that day, he didn't care about borders, bullets, or business wars. He cared only about her - the stubborn Indian girl who hated men like him and made his criminal empire tremble with one look. Because love was never meant to be this messy. But neither was the mafia.

Anahita Have you ever put your hands in freezing cold water till you can't feel them anymore? As the coldness is so much that all you feel is numb. That is how everyone describe him, numb. An astute businessmen, for whom the reputation of his family and his empire is everything, so important that he agreed to marry me for it. A marriage of convenience he calls it. However for me, I'm not so sure about it. Am I starting to feel something for this arranged husband of mine? Adhrit Maybe it is true what they say about me, that I'm an emotionless human. Always in control, always working. I often think the same. Well what more can you expect from a person running a business worth billions, whose only goal in life is to take the family name "Raichand" to the heights of success. But then she came and for once I thought, what it would be like to lose control?

JEYNE JEYNE JEYNE. - it rhymes with pain. [ ASOIAF AU] [ © deadstarks 2025 ] lady jeyne | game of thrones [sporadic updates]

Moving back to her old home in Paris, Flora, a kind and free-spirit teenage girl has come here to change her ways and have her new life, including to pursue her dream of becoming a great dancer. As shy and sensitive she is, she doesn't trust people easily except her new friends, Marinette and Adrien. Then, her life changed when she becomes the third Paris' wolf hero, Luna Lupus.

හැමදාම එකම දේ එකම විදියට දැනෙන්නෙවත් ,පෙනෙන්නෙවත් නැති වේවි....☄️🌠⚡🌌 මුහුද හැමදාම වගෙ රළු වෙවී නිසල වේවි.......🌊 මල් හැමදාම පිපී පරවී යාවි.....🌷 වසන්තය ගෙවී ගොස් නැවත සිසිරය අත වනාවි.........❄️ එතෙක් හැමදාම .......ආදරෙන්...🌷🌊 Start- 2024/11/15

❝she saw a boy trying to catch his breath in a world that wanted to take it away.❞ જ⁀➴ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Eom Seonghyeon flees the crushing weight of his perfect image only to be pulled into a midnight flower shop by Kang Ella whose quiet empathy becomes the first sanctuary he's ever known.

'𝑺𝒐𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆, 𝒊𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆.' But not Casanna, the sole heir of the Duke of Rosemore. She refuses to be what society expects her to. She rejects its standards, defies its traditions and breaks every expectation placed upon her. Casanna is not your typical lady. She simply refuses to be dictated to. All she ever wanted was to live at her own pace, to honor her family's legacy while quietly fading into the background. 'Not just a rose with vivid petals and thorns but something far more.' Yet peace always demands a price. What seemed like a simple dream becomes far more complicated when she meets someone who mirrors her own fire, someone who will challenge her heart and change her forever. Someone who has the same temperament as hers. PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME.

යළි හමුවෙන තුරු... අහම්බෙන් හමුවූ හදවත් දෙකක්. සතුටින් පිරුණු දවස්, සිනහවෙන් ගෙවුණු මොහොත්... එකම සිහිනයක් - සදාකාලික එකමුතුව. නමුත් ජීවිතය සැමවිටම අපි හිතන විදිහට නොයයි. දුරස්වීම්, කඳුළු, නොකියූ වේදනා... ආදරය තවම හදවතේ ජීවත්වෙද්දි ඔවුන්ට නැවත හමුවෙන්න පුළුවන්ද? ආදරය, වේදනාව, විශ්වාසය හා බලාපොරොත්තුව අතර ගලායන කතාවක්... යළි හමුවෙන තුරු...

Gummygirl_Princess and my wedding, perhaps more! A sort of spinoff from VSMP with Wattpaddlers made by dizzeyglitch, except our characters were made by us, and any other featured ones were given permission to be used! Originally the 'Marry me.' was a joke... I don't think it's a joke anymore... Yes it's mainly platonic, but really however you take the implications or actions is up to you, and frankly not my problem! It is very gay, or lesbian, so that's a warning!

Beatrice La Dove is a 16 year old girl who lives in a small town in New Jersey called Doria Mane. She was the sweetest and most creative person anyone who met her knew. She loved trying new things and having many hobbies. But her all time favorite hobby was painting. She'd go anywhere just for one singular painting. When she found out her parents were leaving her alone to go on a cruise together, Bee was left all alone in her small home with no parents to talk to or hang out with. When her mom left, she had to take over her mom's flowers shop, which she also learnt a lot from doing so. She met new friends, found new hobbies, and went places and did things she never thought she'd do. And then she met a grump. Jasper Val was a 16 year old boy who also lives in a small town in New Jersey called Doria Mane. He hated many things. Talking, loud people, loud places, people who are too happy, school, people who invade his space, and doing anything that wasn't being silent. He was the literal definition of a grump. When he met Bee, everything changed. He no longer was allowed to be alone when he wanted to be, he had to deal with a smiley person and someone who invaded his space. Will Bee crack the grumpy man? Maybe he'll realize how much Bee actually means to him. Those couple of months with her parents on a cruise changed her life. For the better, of course.

Leila McKenzie isn't your average freshman... but Maverick School isn't your average college. With impossible standards, hidden secrets, and a dorm roommate who might just be too intriguing, survival here is about more than grades. Between spilled coffee, stolen glances, and the sparks she can't ignore, Leila has no idea just how dangerous-and thrilling-this year is going to be. Secrets, vampires, and hearts on the line... will she survive Maverick?

« She was a hurricane and he was the shy kind. She was sadness personified and he was 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 » Poems. Proses. Letters. I just wanted to post something. period.

It was always a "one-way". The glass of the cafe, or the love??

if you want me to write something I do request just lmk:]* Wildflowers Over the Tall Field of Grass is a collection of poems, thoughts, and emotions that weave together in different shapes and forms. It's about beauty growing over what already exists - delicate feelings layered across wide, open fields. new poems weekly. The title is one of my favorite metaphors I've ever written. It can be interpreted in many ways: strength and softness, contrast and coexistence, what stands out and what quietly holds everything together. Take in every word slowly. Let it mean whatever it needs to mean to you. Happy reading. 🌾

چی بەسەر کچێکی گوڵفروش دێکاتێک مافیایەک عاشقیدەبێ؟

Cynical florist Elara believes love is a lie, destined to wilt faster than the peonies in her mother's shop. Her proof? A cheating dad and an ex who traded her for a girl named Sunshine. So when she accidentally sends a scathing, secret manifesto on the futility of marriage to the wrong email address, she's sure she's doomed the family business. The recipient? Oliver Weston, the groom in the society wedding of the year. But Oliver doesn't fire her. He shows up, shattered, calling her rant the most honest thing he's ever read. The perfect, gilded cage of his life is crushing him, and her words are the key. He calls off the wedding, trading a billionaire future for a minimum wage job in her chaotic, fragrant world. Thrown together, two skeptics of love discover something terrifyingly real growing in the quiet moments between thorny roses and delivery runs. But as their fragile connection deepens, the world they left behind attacks. A vicious ex-fiancée, a powerful family's threats, and a swirling scandal threaten to destroy the shop and the first true thing either of them has ever known. 20th in #wedding 14th in #scandal 1st in #forget-me-not

"let us live like flowers; wild and beautiful and drenched in sun" aka... a carefree girl meets a careful one. chaos ensues Annabeth Chase x Fem!OC TLT - TLO Started 12/14/25 Ended ??/??/?? Updates every Friday! no beta we die like Jason

"Do you know what a Daisy symbolizes?" I asked, standing up and crouching to pick it from the crack in the sidewalk. "No...but I assume you do?" I smiled, raising it to him. "It's a symbol for new beginnings." He gently plucked the flower from my fingers, careful not to smash it. He turned it around in circles before finally tucking it behind my ear. "I'm excited to see what this new beginning has for us." Life couldn't get better. Minhi had her best friend and family constantly surrounding her. But something is wrong. Her best friend isn't who she remembers. And he's acting a lot weirder than usual...

Steve prompts for April! Every prompt is based on a flower!!! Yall know I had to joinnn