The flower bride

The flower bride

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jun 10, 2022
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Fiction
Romance
Every year there is a ceremony held with cherry blossom trees, its called the cherry blossom bride selection.A teen at 16 and her name is Luna Ayaka and is one of those people that have to attened and many others but, what if the marriage ends up with a black haired hot head from a mafia who can't control his anger? will she be able to deal with the hot head and his anger? or will she give up on being married?
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Aimlessly, Donna was plodding sluggishly. The clock had hit the 4 am. She was in the search of peace and was wandering on countryside to find serenity. She wanted her mind to stay tranquil rather than filled by chaos. It was still dark. Moon was glinting. Everyone was in deep slumber but she was restless and plodding. It was the end of spring in Italy. She was at the EUR district. She looked at the beauty of that place. The trees of cherry blossoms bloomed already. But some splendid beauty of those blossoms still alive. She stirred and moved forward. A single blossom bloomed and landed on her cheek. She thumped it and looked. It was like blossoms wanted to say, "stay happy and enjoy the beauty of this world. Don't let anyone to invade your tranquil life. Let the thing dropped on their own." Again, a blossom landed on her nose. The blossoming started. She curved her lips into a smile. "Daughter, always remember that these cherry blossoms are the flower of birth, so delicate and fragile like a human existence. It cherishes and blooms the world and then disappears leaving behind their rare splendour beauty." She was reminding her mother's word when she was five, which made a gush of blood flow into her veins. --------------------------------------------------------- Date- 6 July, 2020, from today, I am going to edit my this book again as it is not upto mark for me and I want to do justice with my book!! Caution- i write the story when I was 16, so it may become cringe sometimes.

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