Arcane Flowers Novels & Stories

Arabelle, on the other hand, tells how she gave flowers to Prince Aegolus. "And what flower is that, Dear Priestess?" Vaste inquired. "I don't know what it's called, but I can describe it to you," she said. "It has lightly succulent leaves that are mildly lance-shaped. It has a tall flower stalk covered in multiple white-colored blooms. The flowers are star-shaped and have a strong distinct fragrance, I think it's similar to gardenia or jasmine but slightly muskier," Arabelle said. Ulula and Vaste looked at each other and their jaws almost dropped when they heard that.

"Summon Elder Pei and Beta Prime Marcus to the Royal Study immediately!" *** The Phantom Nightshade bloomed only once every five years. Its petals were a deep, bruising purple that emitted a strange, intoxicating fragrance. Under the moonlight, the flower seemed to refract light like shattered stars—breathtakingly beautiful, yet fatal. It was known as the Flower of Death. If a wolf ingested even a speck, their insides would liquefy within moments. Its cultivation was notoriously difficult, requiring a specific balance of soil and shade. Many high-born she-wolves in the Royal Capital had attempted to grow it for its beauty, but only one had succeeded: Beta Prime Marcus’s daughter, Cassandra.

After the Inferno Guild, the next announcement came from the capital's physician's office, Arcane Sanctum. They had sent various precious medicinal herbs, including a century-old rare herb and snow lily. Following Arcane Sanctum was the Tideborn Guild, which also sent rare treasures. Among them, Mystic Pearls were the most prized. They seemed determined to outdo the Inferno Guild, delivering three jars of Mystic Pearls, along with a variety of gemstones. Their offerings filled three entire boxes.

“These are…” “White Promise flowers. Very rare, and apparently very expensive to even cultivate. I’ve never seen one in white before, but when I asked Alicia about what it meant she told me that it is….” “To ward off evil and foul spirits,” Zane completed for me, eyes turning cold.

It felt different from every other flower I had touched, and I could sense a burst of power from it. "We should hurry," Acantha muttered, drawing out a knife. I held out my palm, and she slashed it; she urged Ace to do the same before slashing hers. After pouring droplets of our blood on the flower and letting them fuse into the petals, we simultaneously placed our hands on top of it. Acantha uttered some incantations and we recited some with her at her order. In an instant, the garden went completely dark, as though there had been a blackout and a gust of wind swept through the area.

"The magic here is... it's alive." Suddenly, the forest opened up to reveal a hidden glade, a circular clearing bathed in a soft, ethereal light. At the center of the glade stood a single, enchanting Moonflower, its petals shimmering with a magical glow. The flower radiated a power that seemed to pulse with life, its light casting a mesmerizing aura over the entire glade.

An ancestor of Akyran’s had a penchant for roses, and the gardens overflowed with them, their perfume rich in the air. We crossed through the gardens, our cloaks caught by the thorns, towards the side entrance. Akyran paused and plucked a night-blooming white Fae-rose, a bloom rare and highly sought after for its perfume and as spell components and protected in this garden by the king. Only Akyran would dare to pluck one of these blooms so casually. He pinched off the thorns and handed it to me. “Part payment,” he said with a grin.

"Miren, I know you are probably under the impression that if you can successfully enrage me, then you will be able to get what you want, but you are wrong. I will not, under any circumstances, let go of your hand. Miren was the only person in the lilac greenhouse where she was sitting. In this place, there was neither wind nor the song of birds; rather, there was just a stand of tall, solitary lilac trees. The tops of the branches are covered in a stunning curtain of purple flowers that hang in long strips and form a curtain-like formation. The color is pristine and alluring, and it stands for an everlasting love combined with the desire to spend the rest of one's life by the side of the per

And then, Nara bounced off with one hit. His body collided with a tree fell with a very sick body condition. He winced, trying to get up slowly. But unfortunately, when he was about to wake up, the creature had arrived right in front of Nara. And elsewhere, Ardina ran away from Nara and chased the monstrous Being. He kept running without knowing where his feet were running. Soon he stopped. This time he was surrounded by beautiful flowers that grew very large, ten times bigger than Ardina's height. "What place is this?" asked Ardina in her heart. She stood while twirling in her place. "And these? flowers--?" Ardina did not continue her speech. She realized what he saw were terrible flowers t

It was a beautiful sight to behold, one I couldn't help but grin at. "This is beautiful," I admitted softly, looking around at all the numerous tiny flowers glowing all around us. "It is," came Alpha Evan's even softer reply and I looked at him, only to find him already looking at me. I felt my cheeks heat up, squirming a little under his intense gaze. "What are all these flowers? I've never seen flowers that could glow like that." "They're called nocte caeruleo. Literally translating to blue night. These are a special type of flowers that glow bright blue when they bloom at the stroke of midnight every fourteen years before they go back to sleeping," Alpha Evan explained, finally looking at