IN BLOOM

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There was a star riding through clouds one night, & I said to the star, 'Consume me'

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There was a star riding through clouds one night, & I said to the star, 'Consume me'.

― Virginia Woolf, The Waves







― Virginia Woolf, The Waves

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IN BLOOM, 𝔦𝔫 𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔪

THE WORLD HAS been unusually cruel to Jules Valentine. Life may seem picture perfect on the outside, but the facade she puts up, the one that shines like polished china, it was all a lie. A dead father, grieving mother, and a best friend who seems to like almost getting killed every year of school, her life is like a teen movie, except it's the one following an angsty girl with a tarnished past. Secrets have teeth that bare themselves at Jules, and her entire existence is upended when she learns that the dead father absent from her life, isn't actually dead. It's even worse, he's a mass murderer threatening to murder her best friend, and it doesn't take much for insane men to stab their daughters with knives fashioned from good-old rage.

Jules can count the spaces on her ribs, matched by the scars littering her arms, but pretty girls never showed their wounds, lest they be rubbed in salt. But the scars within are beginning to fester within her, and an infection is eating away at her. The Black blue-blood in her veins is a curse, not a gift, and as dark forces threaten to rise once more, the daughter of Sirius Black finds herself in a precarious position.

Her mother had always said that it took time for rosebuds to blossom into flowers, but Juliet Black is done waiting, and she's going to pry open the flower to expose the petals to the sun. But all flowers that have bloomed wilt eventually, and Jules is determined to be in bloom for as long as it lasts.














IN BLOOM
'Sweet mother, I cannot weave –
slender Aphrodite has overcome me
with longing for a girl'
― Sappho

IN BLOOM'Sweet mother, I cannot weave –slender Aphrodite has overcome mewith longing for a girl'― Sappho

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