Novelas y relatos de Adjectives For Flowers

Nakakatuwa sa mata ang kulay at nakaka-relax ang amoy ng mga ito. “May I have a dozen of roses, please?” Ginamitan lang ng simpleng flower arrangement ang mga bulaklak at maging ang pambalot ay simple rin ngunit kapag naitupi at naiayos na ay mapapa-wow na ang pagbibigyan nito. Dea is always easy to please with flowers.

The room smelled of Earl Grey tea and the faint, sweet scent of the sedative that kept his rage at bay. ​"Adrian," she whispered, her voice softening into a mask of affection. ​Adrian didn't turn. His eyes stayed fixed on the horizon. "The fog is different today, Catherine," he said, his voice a low, gravelly drone. "It smells like... sampaguita. Do you smell it? It’s a white flower. It smells like home." ​Catherine felt a jolt of pure, unadulterated terror. Sampaguita. A Filipino flower.

Parang nawala kaagad ang bakas ng pag-aalala sa mukha niya. Unang kita ko pa lang sa kanya, agad ko nang naramdaman ang masayahin niyang auwra. Dahlia Amelia ang pangalan nito na nangaling sa pangalan ng isang bulaklak. Bulaklak na merong katangiang magpaganda sa boung paligid. Generally, the significance of Dahlia flowers is positive. Perhaps the most common of all is finding inner strength, which roots back to the plant’s ability to withstand harsh conditions.

I wanna say it was not the flowers I am looking at, but because Trace thought it was the flower, so be it. Definitely, I like white roses, for that color represents purity, divinity, and innocence… but I just shook my head to gesture that I am not into the flowers. Ayoko naman na bibigyan niya ako ng bulaklak dahil akala niya ay gusto ko no'n. He should give me flowers because he wants to, not because I requested them.

I meant strip of material. Umikot si Rose, tila gandang-ganda sa suot niya. "Well, sasama ako kay Vera sa kompanya," wika niya at ngumiti, "baka naroon si Tim, so better put on something appropriate." I raised my eyebrow. "You call those shorts appropriate?" She shrugged. "At least I didn't wear the leather ones." "You're wasting a slutty outfit on Tim, slutty aren't his type," bulalas ni Dahlia, dahilan para lingon siya ni Rose sa hagdan.

"Stoic Flower? Sigurado ba si Mr. Jordan?" Paliwanag ni Jordan. "Pinangalanan ito ng lolo ko na Hundred Leaf Flower. Gayunpaman, sa tingin ko ay dapat nating tawagin itong Stoic Flower dahil hindi natin ito kailangang alalahanin. Hindi ito malalanta sa tag-araw o magye-freeze sa taglamig. Bukod dito, ang bulaklak na ito ay napaka-proud. Hindi ito mamumulaklak kung ito ay masyadong pangit. Kung ito ay mamumulaklak, ang mga bulaklak ay magiging walang katulad na kagandahan." Tumawa ng malakas ang matanda. "Magandang paliwanag. Mr. Jordan, mangyaring pumasok!"

Ang kulay asul na enerhiya ay naglabas ng mga halaman at malalaking ugat. Ang mga bulaklak ay mayroong matutulis na ngipin at malalaki ang hitsura. Kayang-kaya nitong lumunok ng isang buong nilalang. "It's not just you who acquired an acquaintance." Are those hideous flowers his acquaintance he is talking about? He doesn't even know how Amira's power truly works. This is not his expertise, what is he bragging about? "Remous, take care of those flowers for me." Ang malaking katawan ni Remous ay sinasalag ang mga ugat na umaatake sa kaniya na mukha namang walang epekto.

Like she couldn't quite believe someone had bought flowers for her. God. How many moments had he stolen from her without realizing it? How many times should he have done this? A hundred? No. A thousand? Too many to count. Slowly, Adrian moved around the couch and knelt beside her. Bringing himself eye-level with her and then gently placing the bouquet into her hands. The flowers looked beautiful against her. Almost as beautiful as her smile. "Of course they're for you." Sophia stared at them speechless. Actually speechless. Her fingertips carefully brushed against the petals. As though afraid they might disappear. Then she looked up at him. And the look in her eyes nearly destroyed him becau

aniya at kinikilig na tuluyang lumabas. Napailing ako at napako ang tingin ko sa note. Kinuha ko iyon at binuklat upang basahin “Flowers for my gorgeous wife. Peonies—soft yet strong, just like you.” Napatingin ako sa bouquet na ngayon ay nasa ibabaw ng mesa. The scent was light, sweet, and calming. I closed my eyes for a moment. Oh Caleb, what are you doing to me?

Alam kong halata sa mga mata ko na may halong lungkot ang pag ngiti ko. Ewan ko ba. Sa tuwing may nakikilala akong namatayan ng family member ay kaagad akong nalulungkot. "Hydrangea, Chrysanthemums, and Lilies. Which one would you want to have?" "Uh...may I first have a glimpse of these flowers y-you've mentioned?" "Sure! Follow me." Tahimik lamang na sumusunod sa akin ang binata hanggang sa marating namin ang pwesto ng mga bulaklak na aking binanggit kanina.