Where Flowers Die

Where Flowers Die

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Sep 9, 2026
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Fiction
Fantasy
Dark Fantasy
Romance
Action and Thriller
"They called him a monster. She was the first person to ask why." At the prestigious Raven Court Academy, everyone fears Kaelen Ashborne-the boy whose touch is said to make flowers wither and lives crumble. Feared, isolated, and surrounded by whispers, he's known only as the villain. When scholarship student Elara Valen is forced to become his training partner, she discovers that not every legend is true. Beneath ancient curses, haunted gardens, and forgotten kingdoms lies a secret buried deep beneath Raven Court... and a darkness that's beginning to awaken. Some stories begin with true love. Theirs begins with a curse.
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After being involved with a cold-hearted mafia boss, Robyn Lehman decides its time to run. Little did she know, she was carrying the future heir to his entire empire. Will he find her again? Or will she stay hidden forever? =+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+= He got up from the bed, pulling up his pants and not taking a glance at me. I lay in the sheets, still dazed by what we had just done. "Get up." He barks, making me jump a bit. I was confused beyond belief. Just moments ago he was making love to me... I did as he said, wrapping the loose sheet around my body, he continued to glare as I did so, and I made my way to his side of the bed. He held out a hand, an angry look on his face. "Don't. Just go. This was a mistake, and it won't happen again." He mutters coldly. I feel my face heating up and my eyes welling with tears. "Oh.." I stare at him, my emotions beginning to be hard to keep in. He laughs, shaking his head. "You thought I cared?" He let out a loud chuckle. "You mean nothing to me. Now go to your room, I don't want to see you in here again."

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