Arcane Flowers Novels & Stories

"These flowers are indeed a bit strange." "Strange?" Amelia looked at him. "What do you mean?" Carl spoke slowly, "Those flowers are called Nepenthic Flower. Legend has it that Nepenthic Flowers can make people forget all their troubles, but they can also devour memories. In the outside world, Nepenthic Flowers have long since disappeared. I didn't expect to see them here." "Devour memories?" Amelia was shocked. No wonder she felt an inexplicable sense of unease when she saw these flowers.

CHAPTER XVII: Implicit Confession of Feelings Nicanor floated into the air above Glade. It appeared like they were up to something. What would it be? As far as I remember, Nicanor’s magic is Acid Magic and it is corrosive in nature. That’s way too dangerous when use in its maximum power. Nicanor moved his hand forward and pressed the air as if he can touch it. Glade, on the other hand, snapped his fingers and all the flowers around were aimed at Raid’s and Marc’s direction. They closed their petals and just left a small opening on their centers.

He held the power to bring a smile to my face when I was going through unbearable pain. It glowed lighter. revealing a pair of eyes, it was also a part of a burning fire. My lower lip trembles from all the emotions consuming me, he was here he was holding me. I couldn't speak and just stared at him. A black wing sparking with an amber glow rested on my forehead and a bright red flower landed on my chest, cracking sparkles around it. I had read about it in the Herbology book. FlammaFlos! It's a powerful plant and the Queen of Faerie guards them. I saw Cassandra but her sight wasn't clear. It's given for a new life.

I step aside to let him in and he leans down to place a gentle kiss on my lips as he passes by on his way to the kitchen. I’m sniffing the flowers as I follow him into the kitchen. “Where in the world did you find flowers in late January?” He turns to me with a smile. “They are called Winter Aconite and they grow wild in my territory. Every time I see them, the beautiful yellow color reminds me of Artemis’s eyes.” At that, Artemis pushes forward to show off the color of her eyes. Liam steps closer to me, putting his hands on my hips, his eyes darkening with Cyran pushing forward. “There they are, those beautiful eyes that I love.”

Frowning, I analyzed my invoices, but didn’t see anything similar to these. “Oh, those are Angelica flowers.” I turned to see the girl I had talked to outside the kitchen the other night, Madelyn. ”I don’t think we ordered these.” I knitted my brow, flipping through my papers. ”They’re a traditional aphrodisiac.” Madelyn said, “They’re often added to bouquets at romantic events like this one. They’re supposed to bring good mating luck.” ”I didn’t know that.” I sighed. There was so much I was learning, but stuff like this made me painfully aware of the gaps in my knowledge.

The image of Bianca carrying manure up and down those stairs had me giggling so badly. “Yes, it does paint a pretty satisfying image, doesn’t it?” She said smiling. “Yes, yes it does.” I glanced at the plants again and I realized they were two different colored flowers. “Um, Doc?” I asked, “So which flower is the less deadly aconite?” “That would be the red-orange one.” She responded. “Ah, alright. So what about the blue-purple one?” I asked.

Settling down on one of the chairs nearby, Rona began, "Prince Adrian and his men are well-trained, and their strength is far above us. They can help us capture that monster, Alpha Xian..." Scarlett shot him a displeased look. Rona smiled and then added, "There's another thing that you don't know, and I haven't told him either." "What?" Scarlett asked. "As you know the Red crust bloomer flower blooms on the full moon day," Rona paused as Scarlett frowned. "I know that you told me this before," Rona nodded and moved his chair closer. He looked around suspiciously before lowering his voice to continue, "That flower blooms, but its medicinal value increases only when it comes in contact with th

He let out a hissed, “Another ton of river flowers went up for auction. Whoever’s controlling what’s left of Fluorite’s stores is being a tight bastard about it.” My heart lurched as I looked between them in mock confusion, but I didn’t say anything. River flowers was a colloquial name. We called them aquaria flora. They were good for a lot of things on their own, chief among them was painkilling. When mixed with other flower extracts and crushed the right way, they made powerful hallucinogens typically used as recreational drugs. “Did you get into the auction?” “No. It moved too quickly. Would have been good though. White blooms were on sale, though. They should be arriving next week.”

Luke lifted my soaked golden hair, making 'spend the night' sound extremely suggestive. What do you want? I gestured in resignation. "You're good at using herbs, aren't you? I want you to give Henry some Enchanting Flowers." I frowned. Enchanting Flowers were pink flowers emitting an alluring fragrance containing a charm element, capable of arousing desire and emotions in humans. Not lethal, but it would certainly embarrass Henry. Sorry, I don't have the herb you mentioned. I replied with gestures. "Huh, then what do you have? If it satisfies me, I might let you go."

"Ah. So you can see what is in me if you want to?" "It does not work that way. I can only see what you show me." I am looking around again, it is then I notice the drawing of a flower carved on each wooden sides of the mirrors. That flower. It is familiar, I have seen it before. "What's the name of that flower?" Carla follows my gaze. "Oh that? That's the queen of the night flower. It is from it that the energy of the reflection was first extracted. It is a very uncommon flower and not just anyone can possess it."