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Flower blooms under the moonlight

"Flower Blooms Under the Moonlight": _Prologue: The Moon's Promise_ Lunarhaven, 1850 Under the full moon's silvery gaze, two lovers stood before the ancient tree, their hearts entwined like the branches above. María, with skin as pale as moonlight, and Carlos, with eyes as dark as the night sky, vowed to protect the town's hidden magic. Their love was forbidden, yet they defied the conventions of their families' centuries-old feud. As they exchanged promises, the moonlit flower bloomed at their feet, its petals shimmering with an otherworldly glow. María's voice whispered secrets to the wind: "Our love will flourish like this flower, under the moon's watchful eye. Our family's legacy will thrive, hidden from those who would misuse its power." Carlos's fingers intertwined with María's: "Together, we'll safeguard Lunarhaven's magic, passing it down through generations. Our love will be the key to unlocking its secrets." As they sealed their vow with a kiss, the moon reached its zenith. The flower's glow intensified, imbuing their love with its mystical power. But fate had other plans. A rival family, fueled by ambition and greed, sought to claim Lunarhaven's magic for themselves. Shadows crept into the night, threatening to destroy the fragile peace. María's final words echoed through the darkness: "When the moon blooms again, our legacy will live on. Find the flower, and you'll find our truth." And with that, the night swallowed their secrets, leaving behind only whispers of a legendary love and the moonlit flower's promise.
Olatunde_Mariam · 3.3K Views

Song of the Gardener of Souls [BL]

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"
LivChanin · 1M Views
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