Wildflowers Stories

Sloane Tate has everything money can buy and nothing she actually needs. Raised in the glare of Los Angeles wealth by parents who only notice her when she's in trouble, Sloane has learned how to be loud enough to be seen. One reckless night, one arrest too public to ignore, and her parents decide the solution is distance. They send her to Texas. To a quiet ranch outside Wimberley. To grandparents she barely knows. To a life that smells like dust, hay, and bacon in the mornings. Ember Ridge Ranch is nothing like the world Sloane came from. It's slower. Rougher. Honest in a way that makes her uncomfortable. And it comes with Rowan the ranch hand who lives on the edge of the property, keeps his distance, and looks at her like she's an inconvenience he didn't ask for. Rowan is all grit and restraint. Sun-worn hands. Sharp blue eyes. A jaw dusted with scruff that looks like trouble. He doesn't care who Sloane's parents are, doesn't fall for her city polish, and doesn't hide his irritation when she pushes his boundaries. They clash instantly. She thinks he's rude. He thinks she's spoiled. Neither wants to admit the tension sparking between them feels dangerous. As Sloane begins to soften under the Texas sun surprising even herself with how naturally she fits into ranch life but old secrets buried in the attic begin to surface. Papers she doesn't yet understand. Clothes that carry memories that don't belong to her. A yellow dress that rattles Rowan in a way he refuses to explain. And beneath it all, a past tragedy tied to Sloane's family threatens to unravel everything she's just beginning to build. Because Ember Ridge isn't just a place to hide. It's a place where the truth is waiting. And some things don't stay buried forever.

I would like to say that this story isn't about something that actually happened in real life. Although, this story has been playing in my mind since I was twelve and till now I have felt that now I have the ability to write this story. I don't know how long it will take but for now I'll just say, it is 2024, and by the end of this book or novel I will say when I finish this. I also want to say that the characters are in no way shape or form to be relevant to people I have encountered, but I will not deny the fact that some people did inspire such characters. It was a journey when writing this. I hope to be able to release it one day but for now it will just stay something hidden for me and my friends to read. This is also a story that will be switching from different point of views depending on the story plots. To everyone that never felt like they belonged.

...Where nine Mysterious girls come togeter and form Wild Flower... 1/9 [open]

third installment Parts 25-37

This is some of my poetry that I created over the years.

Azabia a humble young girl from Monrovia Liberia lends the opportunity of a lifetime after entering and winning a local beauty pageant in her home town. Upon being crowned the reigning queen, she is offered a $50,000 cash prize, a 1 way ticket to reside in the United states for 3 years at no cost and a chance at entering the Miss universe 2040 competition while still representing her country. Azabia loves her motherland and is fully aware of the needs that must be met, Determined to enhance the overall poor living condition of citizens within the country she decides to pursue it despite the odds and lack of expectations from her fellow peers.

――――― 𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗪𝗘𝗥 ( 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 ) 𝓪viva and walker scobell date because of a social media post. ── started : july 14, 2025 ── ended : january 18, 2026 ❝ Ⓒ deervhs | 2025 ∎

Hanahaki disease : a beautiful yet hurtful disease where one begins to cough up flower petals, as the stages worsen the flower petals begin to become whole flowers. Just because your inlove ...

I use random incidents of my life and frame them into poems. I'm not really a pro at writing poems, but I love to give it a try. Please vote and comment if you like them and if you'd like to read more of my poems. And just so you know, I'm only 17 I don't know many things But I know I love everyone who is here to convey mutual support.

A short story based on a quote I read

What is y/n going to do? Will she say yes or will she say no?

I'm sitting here, among wildflowers watching the sunset while i'm writing this are you gonna look at me or at the wildflowers while i write this to you? Cover by: @princessofbees

A child on the brink of death, and when faced with Death herself, the child just couldn't bear it and he begged. "Lady... Can you please end my suffering?" The lady in velvet cloak looked down at him, confused. 'Why does this human asks for his death? Doesn't he want to live and take revenge on those who have hurted him?' She thought. His peculiarity piqued her interest. And instead of taking the child's life like how he wishes, the lady in velvet cloak took him in. Will life blossom fondly to the child after being abandoned by his family? Will the lady even understand the meaning of life for others? Or will they end up being fond of one another? "Lily, too much fondness will only ruin you again," the darkness whispered inside of her as memories of her former life flashed on her mind. ∘ ───▪─── ∘ The Book of Adventures Disclaimer: AN ORIGINAL NOVELLA WRITTEN IN ENGLISH. Status: COMPLETED Date Started: April 30, 2021 Date Ended: May 18, 2021 Word Count: 19,583 words

❝ only the moon remembers her now. ❞ the journey of a growing girl, manifested in the words of a book. copyright all rights reserved. may have references/details to mature themes. recommended age; 13 or older. may be triggering. reader discretion is advised.

A children's story. A bee, a butterfly, a Ladybug, and her Ladybug Baby all need the wildflowers in some way. It's their home away from home, their resting place, and their place of hope.

a poem about the things that every wildflower has taught me.