Their Flower (ON HOLD)

Their Flower (ON HOLD)

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Previously known as "The Garden's" **This is a POLYGAMY book btw** ~ Scarlett Hill ~ 4 y/o when her dad died, she is elder by two years of her twin sisters, Violet and Rose. Fast forward 11 years later, Scarlett is still dealing with the death of her father but is emotionally closed off. Her mother sent her off to live with her uncle because she was causing too much trouble. When she meets new people will she let them influence her or will she stay the same? What happens when she meets these two alluring boys will she choose between and tear apart there friendship or will she walk away from both and choose herself? With the means of going to a new school, she doesn't think two boys attractive boys are on the agenda. Will she let her emotions run wild and fall for them or will she build up more walls and stay closed? ~ Adrian Conners ~ Arrogant, Stubborn, Sexy, Possessive, Protective, and Bad boy of the school. Nice but only to his family and friends. Has decent grades, doesn't fool around due to past experiences, and parties a lot. When he first lays his eyes upon Scarlett he already has a soft spot for her. Will he pursue his feelings towards her or will he sit back and watch them fade away? ~ Elijah Rosewood ~ Gentleman, Polite, Possessive, Clumsy, Selfless, Compassionate, and Goldenboy of the school. He has perfect grades, likes to read, and loves to bake. When he first sees Scarlett will he be offended by her hard outer layer and crumble or will he break it down and reach the center? Find out in "Their Flower" •°^•°^•°^•°^•°^•°^•°^•°^•°^•°^•°^•°^•°^•°^ "I hate you for leaving because it still hurts" "You don't get to leave without saying goodbye, because you still had something to live for" "You don't get to haunt me while I sit here and mourn you" ~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~ For all you naughty readers yes there is smut. I will put a warning
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