This Winx Club fan art contains
bouquet, corpetto, posy, mazzo di fiori, corsage, nosegay, rosa, rosiness, and camelia.
There might also be
farfalla orchidea, orchidea farfalla, iris barbuto, and bearded iris.
The winx decided to watch a horror movie, what will happen? Bloom: Come on girls let's watch a movie Stella: what movie? Bloom: the ring.. Stella: No........ I hate horror movies Musa: I Amore horror movies, let's watch Aisha: yep Flora: Yes Tecna: oh yes
Watching the ring Stella: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Flora: Stella I can't hear a thing..... Stella: Sorry I think I won't sleep tonight Flora: Why? Stella: Obvy?? It's horror, horable !!!! Aisha: just don't look and go to your room Stella Stella: no i'll just get the popcorn and water, anyone help? Aisha: te can do it the cucina is just 10 steps away...
Another stupid Amore letter whooshed onto Icy’s table. In the ora she’d been sitting in the coffee shop, she’d received about five of them. Each one barring a new and different sappy poem. Roses are red. Your eyes are blue…ish I want the Winx dead. And so do you. Okay so that one wasn’t sappy, but it was the most recente and her favorite.
Each letter was completely unsigned. But she already knew who they were from. Darko had been eyeing her all giorno from afar. Icy took a sip of her coffee. o maybe they were from Gantlos, the man had already asked her to attend...
Icy hadn’t taken her eyes from Bloom since their vows had been spoken. The fairy was talking it up with Brandon, Stella, and Musa in the corner. The witch stood alone, a glass of wine in hand. She had decided to let the fairy go off on her own, the two would be seeing a lot of each other in the coming days.
It was an act of enjoy your last giorno of freedom. Not that Bloom objected to Icy taking up most of her time.
And still the witch stood alone. Darcy and Stormy certainly weren’t as supportive of their marriage as Bloom’s Friends were. Darcy was appalled da fairy-witch marriages especially...
His fingers moved slowly up and down her back, rough and mangled and in desperate need of such a soothing motion.
It still sometimes ached…delicate and tender from everything that had been done.
He promised he’d make up for it.
It was a dreary kind of relationship, the kind that wasn’t ever supposed to happen under such circumstances. But it had. They were childhood friends. They’d known each other before the war. They’d attended a school together…when schools were still ‘mixed’ as the people called it.
Three realms had once attended one school together; the Ice Kingdom, the...