Wildflowers Stories

He built a fortress around his heart. She brought a wrecking ball and a secret. Elias Thorne is a mystery in Oakhaven, A solitary figure and the owner of a successful tattoo franchise, his wealth is as carefully guarded as his silence. He is the quiet grump the whole town wants to decipher, but no one ever gets close. Elias likes his life neat, organized, and utterly empty of anything that could remind him of love and loss. Then June Hayes arrives. Burnt out from the new york art scene and pregnant via a donor, June is determined to create a peaceful, new life for herself and her baby. To the locals, she's just a sweet, new artist. They have no idea she's also viral sensation with over a million followers who sells her work to the A-list. June sees Elias's grumpy exterior and smiles. She needs a friend, and she has decided the broody, ball cap wearing man (no seriously I never see him without a hat on - June) across the street is it. She invades his quiet space showing up at the inkwell every Tuesday and spending the day, sharing her music, and poking at his meticulous order. Elias fights it all, clenching his jaw and pulling his cap low to hide the truth: he fell for the Wildflower the minute she crashed into his life. As June begins posting subtle, faceless photos of him, their reluctant friendship turns into an online viral romance that threatens to expose both of their secrets. How do you guard a heart that already belongs to a Wildflower, a baby, and a life you swore you'd never have? And what happens when the most careful grump in Oakhaven blurts out, "That's my wife," just to stay by her side? Tropes: - Grumpy x Sunshine - He Falls First - Protective - Pregnancy - Small Town - Forced Friends - Friends to lovers - Secret Identity CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE AND NEEDS EDITING

He used to take me where the wildflowers grow

a tale as old as the stale bbq wings on the stove

She wasn't a rose in a bouquet-she was a wildflower in full bloom, untamed and unapologetically herself. Walking down the aisle with bare feet and wind-kissed hair, she carried no script, only spirit. Her dress flowed like meadow grass, and her smile bloomed like sunlight after rain. She was not made to be picked or placed in a vase-she was made to grow wild and free, and love her way through the world.

"Things were much easier before I met you, but for some reason with all of that's going on in our lives right now; it only makes me want you more."

a war veteran, a girl shadowed by silence, and a field of poppies. - welcome to a poetry collection that not only tells a story as the chapters progress, but through each title.

"You never told me goodbye." "I was scared." "Of?" "Of seeing you cry ." Harry and Sarah were childhood best friends, they were inseparable. But when Harry's parents divorce, he leaves without telling Sarah goodbye.

Statuses and the like.

❝and what wonders hide in the spaces between our worlds?❞

"She promised herself forever and damn did she keep her word!" . . . Journaling life as poetry

Y/N has always felt trapped in her small coastal town, where everyone seems to have their life mapped out before they even finish high school. Working at her aunt's flower shop, she spends her days arranging bouquets and dreaming of a life beyond the waves. Then, one summer, a new face arrives-Eleanor "Nora" Winslow, a reclusive artist renting a cottage near the cliffs. Nora is free-spirited, paints with reckless abandon, and sees beauty in the mundane. She's everything Y/N isn't... or at least, that's what Y/N thinks. When Nora starts visiting the flower shop every few days, buying single stems and sketching in the corner, Y/N is drawn to her. Slowly, they form a quiet bond-late-night walks by the ocean, whispered confessions under the stars, fingers brushing against each other like petals in the wind. But as the end of summer nears, Y/N must make a choice: stay in the town that's always held her back, or take a leap into the unknown-with Nora by her side.

*not my pictures* A florist that's been working non stop ends up meeting the dark gloomy tattoo artist... he's always coming into the shop yet he's never bought anything.. it send Nico on a wild hunt to know what his intentions are.. he's always drawing on that I pad while he looked around.. he Asked Nico all kinds of questions. Including his favorite flowers.. yet they were wildflowers.

"He's so different from everyone else. My red wildflower amongst the sea of black and white roses." - - Jasyra was born into royalty in the lush, colorful land of Auberene. Osiris was born into the harsh, cruel land of Acravia. Polar opposites arranged to be married. - "I wasn't supposed to fall in love. This was never supposed to happen. We were supposed to be opposites, the world trying to force us apart. But like that one science guy said, opposites attract. We couldn't be more different yet we had so much in common. I need him to live. He's my air, my water, my happiness. I just wished I knew that sooner."

words about a wildflower in human form

❝ I know you didn't mean to hurt me, so I kept it to myself. And I wonder Do you see her in the back of your mind? ❞ - tw - sensitive topics, violence, mention of Ana, family issues, alcohol use, cigarettes use

"We don't let Wildflowers grow here, Independent minds and wild hearts are not encouraged." - Alice in Wonderland A collection of short poems by me 🌸

The Bouquet, a sequel to Wildlfower, tells the story of Molly Carter's life in Chicago after her life-changing vacation in Melbourne. She comes home madly in love with Beau, with plans to see him as often as possible. However this peace of mind is destroyed when she is come to face a startling reality. She soon finds herself testing her love for Beau, the Janoskians and herself.

Dandelions have one purpose. Blow up as much zombies in one go as possible, but thats not what Dee wants. Dee joins the battalion in Neighborville and wants more to life than a quick out on the battlefield and maybe this cute Peashooter is her ticket to a fulfilled life. A Plants vs Zombies fan fiction.