Ambrosia Novels & Stories

“If nostalgia had a flavor, I’d think that berry would fit it nicely! What’s it called?” “For an academic country, we named it ‘Ambrosia’” Alexander laughed. “My father made sure to name it that when they first discovered it,” he also picked up one of the pies and took a bite. “It’s interesting, really. It’s a resilient plant but extremely sensitive to changes in its surroundings. The slightest change can affect its flavor. It’s still new to us so it’s difficult to determine the optimal conditions for it to bear its signature flavor which you are tasting now.”

"You have no idea. The peony I had in my room died the other day and she threw a funeral for it." He raised an eyebrow at me. "That peony survived all this time?" I blushed slightly. "It is the flower of prosperity in China, isn't it?" He regarded me with a satisfied half smile. "Yes, it is." I pushed my hair over my shoulder, looking up at the treetops. "Do you think it's going to rain? The sky's looking pretty dark." Eric looked up as well. "Seems that way," he muttered. "Nova!" He called. "We can come back for the ants

as in death or lost as in he isn't with the woman anymore. The conversation continued but Vespera was the only one who didn't move on. Instead, she observed him quietly until the dinner was over. She waited until the group had dispersed before she left. She said her goodbyes warmly, thanked the host, exchanged cards with two people she actually intended to call. She didn't say goodbye to Ezekiel directly. She just smiled at him across the room as she left, knowing damn well that she had perfectly captured his attention and possibly his heart.

a woman in the front row whispered, her voice carrying through the link. From the newly darkened earth, the "Sombra-Wheat" broke through. It didn't look like the golden wheat of the 20th century. Its stalks were a deep indigo, and its grains were packed with "Bio-Luminescent Nutrients" that provided a complete spectrum of vitamins and Sombra-enzymes. This wheat didn't need pesticides, because its internal chemistry was toxic to locusts. It didn't need irrigation, because it drew its water directly from the Sombra-link’s global hydraulic network.

Adam said just before he disappeared. I looked over to Tye and I could see that his eyes were glazed over and he had a smile on his face. "What are you smiling at over there?" I said. Before he could even answer the link was opened up and I could see Ambrosia in the surgery room, her hair was floating around her and her eyes were solid while. I could see she had a firm grip on her siphon but the thing that stood out most was the white hazed cloud that was surrounding the room. "What? Is Xander alright?" Jakobe asked. I forgot that he didn't have a wolf so he couldn't see what we were seeing. "It's Ambrosia, she's figured out how

“Frank, this is creepy. You need to fight the drugs in your system. Purge them.” He continues to walk slowly toward me as if he can’t hear me. I remember what he said. Don’t run. So I walk up to him and embrace him. He grips one of my hands. I cup his face. I pickup an odd scent on him. Herbal, bitter, and metallic. “Wormwood.” I know that smell. It doesn’t get humans high, but it is used in absinthe which does get humans high.

" I pushed the door open and left, his sobs not stirring the slightest bit of pity in me. Finally, I was able to say it face to face, and I officially said goodbye to the past. The days were finally back to normal again. Everyday I worked in my rose garden. But I didn't just run the rose garden, I was also in charge of the company's various fruit and vegetable programs. I met Kash again. This time I was finally able to savor the wines and take a walk in the mountains with him. "This barrel of wine is the fruit from the year you raised the grape vines." He smiled and refilled my glass. "You remember the woman who hit the vines?" I giggled and touched the grapevine. "I remember. Let me plant g

Rosette: You are a doctor, aren't you? Alexander: Well yeah, but that's for those on my payroll, my patients, and anyone one else who cares for the formality. And you're neither. Rosette: Interesting. Well if I'm neither, then which category do I fall into? Three dots appeared to show he was typing before they disappeared again, and I grew slightly nervous about what he'd say, especially when he was taking his time in answering. Finally though, his reply came. Alexander: You're a beautiful flower that I'm starting to really like.

“ The kraken releases poisonous gas like most carnivorous trees, to kill insects that attack it. This gas, cyanide is released when the insects are about to feed. But, strangely, the kraken does not harm ants. It lets it feed on it and in return, the ants fight other insects that try to attack the tree. Isn’t that fascinating?” “ It’s really fascinating. It’s like they’re in a partnership of their own.” “ Exactly! You get it.” I noticed that I’ve been quite chatty today. He must be exhausted from having his hears talked off. I have been so animated that I didn’t even feel the throbbing in my legs. Marcello stops walking and faces me with worry in his eyes. “ you’ve gone quiet, Sugar. Is some

You wouldn’t find two different elementals that could use the same element, such as air, unless they were parent and child. I stood there looking at them in wonder. I knew that Amarantha was an elemental, but I didn't realize that there were 5 of them protecting this coven. That made me want to secure an alliance with them even more. The breeze blew in my face as I stood on the fortress wall, and I could smell the rogues from the treeline, but there was something else mixed into the scent. I smelled smoked peaches like an orchard had been burned right as the fruit had ripened.