Aesthetic Flowers Novels & Stories

Nothing more. --- His thoughts shattered when a delivery man appeared at his desk, holding a massive bouquet of flowers. The bouquet was enormous, bright, exotic blooms that spilled out like a vibrant cascade of color. Crimson roses, white lilies, purple orchids, and delicate baby’s breath intertwined in a breathtaking arrangement that seemed almost too luxurious for Jace’s modest workspace. Colleagues glanced over, whispers rippling like a current through the office. Heads turned, eyes curious, some smirking as they nudged one another. Jace felt heat creep up his neck, he wasn’t used to this kind of attention.

She perused through the library, expecting books like 'the art of war' or equally harsh things, but surprisingly, a full shelf was dedicated to tending for flowers. Aston had a green thumb? She couldn't fathom it. He was so drab and uninterestingly intimidating that he probably killed the flowers off with his sheer presence alone. Perhaps it was the haughty old frenchman that liked the flowers and Aston had just asked him to fill up the space with whatever he could find. The light fragrance of the flowers had her unable to control herself, moving along to where the scent was strongest, and as she reached the edge of the final shelf she saw a wall of white roses, the most gorgeous white roses

Qri glanced briefly at Emma's expression, gently asking. "A pot of Sea Blossoms." The weather was warm, perfect for flowers to bloom. It wasn't surprising. Emma frowned, glancing at Luther, who had led in someone carrying the Sea Blossom. At a glance, she knew it was a masterpiece. The Sea Blossom flowers were starting to bloom, a vibrant shade of red resembling lipstick. Most were already in full bloom, petals intermingling gracefully, creating a beautiful contrast of shades. The backdrop of the leaves was exquisite, too, with a light and refined green complementing the red perfectly. It was as if the red was floating over the green background, creating an indescribably enchanting scene.

"These are beautiful. Who's your secret admirer?" "They're just flowers," I said, trying to distract her while carefully arranging them in a vase on my dressing table. "Just flowers?" Callista laughed, flopping onto my bed dramatically. "Seraphina, these are imported cornflowers. Do you know how much they cost? And look at the arrangement—it's from Moonlight Florals, the most exclusive florist in town. Someone must have spent a fortune on this." I felt the heat rise to my neck. "It could have been anyone."

Clutching my phone, I handed it over to Olive and took a deep breath before pushing the door open. The first thing that captivated my attention was the meticulously arranged floral centerpiece adorning the silver conference table. A vibrant combination of yellow roses, white and purple orchids, and pink lilies created a visually stunning display. The fragrance of the blossoms was warm and inviting, lending an unexpected touch of elegance to the typically austere setting.

The vivid colours of the flowers make the place like a painting exposed in the middle of the plants. “I take care of it every day,” Axel said. “No wonder it's so beautiful,” Oliver mumbled, staring right into his eyes. Axel blushed and kept walking. “Do you want me to show you my favourite flowers?” “Sure,” the young prince followed him until they stopped in front of some gorgeous looking flowers. “These are called Als—” “Alstroemerias,” Oliver cut him off and Axel widened his eyes, not expecting him to know about such rare flowers. “Do you know them?”

Jace mutters, smiling. Now, I’m not sure if I am able to stop the blush from breaking all over my face. “M-Maybe… anemones? I like how their dark centers contrast with the petals. And oh—spray roses, too! They’re small but delicate, and I think they’d look nice mixed in. Uh… What else? Maybe some wax flowers for texture… and a little eucalyptus, just for greenery.” Reed pinches his lower lip as if trying to stifle a smile. I blush harder. Did I overdo it?

I didn't respond. "Perfect family, Perfect job. Perfect ways to get away with anything" I look her dead in her eyes and she glanced at me once before looking down and giving me beads and flowers to start the crowns.

I wasn't about to wreck a home. "So dumb." I wipe my eyes on my knees, but the tears don't stop. I look up and can see people making their way through the trees towards me. I sniff and rest my chin on my hands. My eyes trail down, and through my blurry vision, I can see dozens and dozens of flowers blooming around me. I furrow my brow, wiping at my eyes again and moving to sit on my knees and crouch over the flowers. I hadn't wiped my hands on the ground, but they were still blooming. Pink ones, purple, white. Still smaller than a quarter, but slightly bigger than the last ones I made bloom. And there were a lot more of these too. They continued to appear around where I sat as I watched.

Like now. In the center of the table, there was a stunning floral arrangement featuring a variety of tropical flowers. Colorful orchids, anthuriums, and ginger flowers were arranged in a unique and eye-catching design, and the sweet scent of the flowers filled the air. A few leaves of palm, monstera, and areca plants added to the tropical vibe, and the whole arrangement was sitting atop a beautiful rattan tray. The vibrant colors and heady scents made the setting feel like a lush, tropical paradise.