Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

"No way, seriously, there's no ghost!" Beck was almost in tears, his voice rising to a shriek, "I swear I saw it-ah! The ghost is back!"

He collapsed, trembling, into Moss's arms.

At that moment.

Everyone could see the "ghost" Beck was talking about.

Silence.

A dead, eerie silence.

Then, a few seconds later.

"Ahhh, there's a ghost!"

The whole villa erupted with blood-curdling screams!

A bunch of grown men, scared out of their wits, nearly wetting themselves!

A shadow zipped through the night, darting up, then swooping down with a whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh-

It shot up to the fourth floor, then leaped down, like some kind of wild bungee jump!

"Everyone, back to your rooms!"

Connor's face was as serious as a heart attack.

Everyone was freaking out, instinctively following Connor's orders, and bolted inside.

Connor leapt out the window, and as the shadow sprang down from the fourth floor, he caught her in his arms.

She was fast; he was faster!

Holding her tight, Connor pressed a point on her body, and Flora finally passed out. Sensing the storm of energy raging inside Flora, his expression grew even more serious. He swiftly carried her back to his room.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Gently laying Flora on the bed, Connor took her wrist, channeling his own energy into her until the wild energy inside her settled down, only then did he release her.

That special medicine? It really didn't do much. Flora's energy went haywire because it had been bottled up for over a decade, never getting a chance to break free. The medicine just stirred it up, causing the chaos.

"If you want to go back to Martial World, I'll go with you," Connor murmured softly, looking at her. "Lucky for us, your Connor is strong enough now."

Not like fifteen years ago, when he was just a kid locked away in some secret room.

Connor lay down beside Flora, closed his eyes, and slipped into a dream.

A nightmare.

"Hey, I heard your mom ran off with someone, and your dad beats you every day, even does weird experiments on you, turned you into a freak, is that true?"

"Talking to you! You're just a captive from our Martial World, quit the act!" They locked him in a cage, and many kids bullied him, until a little girl showed up.

She wore

pink princess dress, all

pretty proud like a little princess. She was so young, her words came out a bit stammered.

That year, he was nine, Flora was four.

"Big brother, don't mind them, they're all meanies! Do you want some candy? I've got some!"

"Big brother, is your home on Lone Island too? My dad's from Lone Island! But people here don't seem to like him or me..."

"Big brother, my mom made sweet and sour pork ribs today, I brought you some!"

"Big brother, could I be your wife when I grow up?"

"Big brother, I'm sad... I don't want to stay here."

"Big brother, should I sneak you out?"

"Big brother, I can't come see you anymore, my parents are taking me away..."

The little girl who loved chatting with him, in the end, really didn't come back.

Connor just remembered, that day, she cried so long, so heartbroken. Locked in the cage, he couldn't even wipe her tears.

He didn't even know her name or her family.

But he knew, Martial World was a terrible place, making both him and her miserable.

Both in pain.

He spent five years, building an empire in Martial World, untouchable, unchallenged. Yet, he couldn't find Flora.

He thought about her words, leaving Martial World, heading to Lone Island, Amanda wanting to claim him, he dismissed it. After living on Lone Island for over six months, he moved on to Austenberg.

This time.

He finally found her.

But she'd lost her memory.

No big deal.

He stayed by her side, in Austenberg.

Now, Flora wanted to go back to Martial World, and he'd go with her.

And maybe, check out the empire he built for her along the way.