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Red Laurel Flowers To My Emperor

The Wilting Flowers

Many women dream of reincarnating into a romance novel after they die, and for Zoe this is not the case. She finds herself cast as the obsidian-haired villainess, Violet Treece, in a shitty romance novel she read while she was alive. Her main goal is to live past the age of 19, unlike the book, and not to torment the saintly, beautiful flame-haired protagonist, Rose Remington, in the process. Though something unexpected happened when she got to the academy and got near Rose, SHE IS FORCED TO BE A VILLAINESS NEAR ROSE AGAINST HER WILL. Even though these villainess incidents occur, Rose knows something is wrong, and romantic feelings emerge between Rose and Violet. How can two women who can't be together fall in love? ***WARNING*** This story has a sexual assault scene that may be uncomfortable for some readers. The scene is marked with three rows of dotted lines before and after the scene and a reminder at the beginning of the chapter in question. Please read at your discretion.*** Author note: Of all my works, this is probably the darkest. These novels were created from the terror of my own nightmares, and this story was more 'canon' to my nightmare and less 'fan-fiction' of my nightmare. I hope the story I wrote as a part of my personal healing journey may help others with similar scars. ***Feel free to reach out to me on Discord under the same pseudonym Tatt3d_Violet. I do request that there be no flirting in my DMs since I am very happily married. If you would like to talk lesbian smut or talk concept ideas about my works, my inbox is always open.***
Tatt3d_Violet · 13.1K Views

The Goddess's Flowers

**Book 2, though can be enjoyed without reading The Wilting Flowers first. Going into the book, know that Liz's soul is in Princess Vi, and Zoe has no recollection of her tragic life as Violet in the novel The Wilting Flowers. Princess Vi alludes to the first book only briefly and other than that it doesn't affect the story.** Zoe, after dying as Violet, goes into a state of Limbo with no recollection of her time as Violet, and according to her memories, she just died in an auto accident. She then goes to a strange world, Gaos, on a mission from a goddess for world peace. In this world, to use magic, one must utilize a specific feeling. However, feeling the opposite feeling could prove fatal. It doesn't take long for Zoe to find out that her biggest threat to her mission resides in the walls of the castle, where she quickly becomes the princess's concubine. The fate of the world, Gaos, rests on the shoulders of this imperfect woman, Zoe. Will she succumb to the pressure of the heavy role bestowed upon her? Read to find out! **WARNING** This story has a couple of sexual assault trigger scenes. There are warning messages at the beginning of those chapters, and dotted lines mark the beginning and end of the scenes. READ AT YOUR DISCRETION.*** ***Feel free to reach out to me on Discord under the same pseudonym Tatt3d_Violet. I do request that there be no flirting in my DMs since I am very happily married. If you would like to talk lesbian smut or talk concept ideas about my works, my inbox is always open.***
Tatt3d_Violet · 15.9K Views

Laurel

--- Alora Serano is a therapist with a gift for healing broken minds—but she never expected to be forced into marrying one. Her husband, Laurel Ashford, is a powerful CEO with a sharp tongue, colder eyes, and a past he keeps buried in silence. Their marriage is nothing more than a calculated transaction between two families—but beneath the formalities and tension lies something far more dangerous: chemistry. From the moment Alora enters Laurel’s world, he makes it clear—he didn’t ask for a wife, especially not one with eyes that see right through him. "You’re wasting your time trying to fix me, mia cara," Laurel mutters one night, jaw clenched, eyes dark with everything he refuses to say. "And yet, here you are... letting me in, inch by inch," Alora replies softly, holding his gaze. He smirks, the edge of something darker curling at his lips. "You like how my fingers make you feel, don’t you, Alora?" Their dynamic is a storm. Passion tangled in pain. One moment, they're at each other’s throats, the next, they’re pressed against the walls in breathless silence, trying to pretend the desire doesn’t mean anything. But it does. Every glance burns. Every accidental touch leaves a mark. Alora never meant to fall for a man who weaponized distance, and Laurel never expected a woman who could unravel him with just a look. "You don't get to touch me like that and pretend it means nothing," she snaps during one of their many arguments. His voice is a low growl as he steps closer. "And you don't get to look at me like that unless you're ready for the consequences." As Alora digs deeper into his psyche, she uncovers the wounds he’s buried for years—wounds he never let anyone see. But love isn’t easy, not when trauma lurks in every corner and trust feels like a luxury neither of them can afford. When Laurel’s demons rise to the surface and Alora begins to break under the weight of loving a man who might never be able to love her back, the line between devotion and destruction begins to blur. "You make me want to believe in things I swore I never would again," Laurel whispers against her skin one night, vulnerable and raw for the first time. "And I want to be the reason you finally do," Alora breathes. Their story is messy, complicated, and maddening—but also intoxicating, healing, and unforgettable. In a marriage born out of duty, they discover that sometimes, the person you were forced to marry becomes the only one who can truly set you free. ---
nellyshantai5 · 1.1K Views

Flower Fields

Heartbroken and adrift, Elena Hayes inherits more than just her late mother Sarah's beloved lavender farm, Wildhaven Blooms; she inherits a dying legacy and a well of grief she can't navigate. Leaving her high-pressure Chicago life behind, Elena returns to the sun-drenched valleys only to find the once-vibrant purple fields brittle and grey, mirroring the hollow ache within her. She's determined to save the farm, her last tangible connection to her vibrant mother, but the challenges are overwhelming, and her isolation is profound. Her salvation arrives unexpectedly in the form of Liam Carter, the quiet, capable handyman Sarah trusted. Their first meeting is a disaster – Elena, covered in mud and tears, wrestling a broken irrigation pump; Liam, calm and observant, offering help she stubbornly rejects. Yet, he doesn't leave. With steady hands and a deep understanding of the land – and of loss – Liam begins tending to the failing fields, gently breaking through Elena's walls of grief and self-doubt. As they work side-by-side under the vast sky, reviving the lavender row by row, an undeniable connection blossoms. Liam's quiet strength and unwavering support become Elena's anchor. He shows her not just how to nurture the plants, but how to reconnect with the simple beauty of life she'd forgotten in the city. He listens to her memories of Sarah, shares stories of his own past, and helps her see her mother's spirit alive in the very soil they cultivate. But saving Wildhaven Blooms isn't just about farming. Elena uncovers hidden financial struggles and a surprising secret in her mother's past that threatens the farm's future and shakes her understanding of her family. Facing this new crisis, Elena must decide if she's truly ready to put down roots and fight for this new life, or retreat to the safety of what she knew. "Flower Field" is a heart-touching romance about healing, finding strength in unexpected places, and the transformative power of love and nature. It's the story of a woman rediscovering herself through the legacy of her mother and the quiet devotion of a man who teaches her that even the most withered fields, and hearts, can bloom again with patience, care, and the courage to open up. As the lavender finally surges back to life, painting the valley in a breathtaking sea of purple, Elena realizes that her greatest inheritance wasn't the land, but the chance to rebuild her life, mend her heart, and find a love as enduring and fragrant as the fields themselves.
Malevolentnick · 10K Views
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