Asphodel Flowers Novels & Stories

Archard's Perspective There is a gazebo in the back of my garden shaded by Virginia creeper, climbing roses, and a white pine where I sit early in the morning and watch the action. Light blue bells of a dwarf campanula drift over the rock garden just before my eyes. Behind it, a three-foot stand of aconite is flowering now, each dark blue cowl-like corolla bowed for worship or intrigue: thus its common name, monkshood. Next to the aconite, black madonna lilies with their seductive Easter scent are just coming into bloom. At the back of the garden, a hollow log, used in its glory days for a base to split kindling, now spills white cascade petunias and lobelia.

Xayne looked outside resting her head against the window and the vehicle drove past a land of flowers. "Stop!". She said and he hit the brake like he's been waiting for her to say it the entire time. Xayne pushed open the door and got down. "You like the view?". Shane asked. "I don't like it". She replied walking into the land. "Why is that so? It's beautiful". "I don't like it, I love it". She said plucking one of the bleeding heart flower. "Lamprocapnos spectabilis". Xayne whispered. "Is that a spell to turn me into one of this?". He asked and she let out a soft smile.

Alastor directed his gaze back to the orchids, gently touching the purple petals. “My wife planted these flowers herself. She nurtured them for a long time. I was a bit worried they wouldn’t receive proper care in my absence.” Via stared at the flowers. Though very beautiful and pleasing to the eye, she had little interest in them. She was more curious about why the Vampire Lord wanted her to keep him company. As far as she knew, they didn’t share any special relationship. “I don’t know much about flowers.” “Understandable. Orchids are Asher’s favorite.”

Three more words were spoken. “Ashford is dead.” Blood roared in my ears, drowning out everything—the raspy laughter Lorenzo spewed, the sound of my labored breathing—all of it, except for the gut-wrenching howl of my wolf. Her cries poured into me, a torrent that smothered the very flame of my soul until everything else faded away. My mother, my father, Olive, Delaney, even Elijah. None of it mattered without him. None of it mattered without him to keep me here.

Then , lady June smiled and welcomed me to their garden. Their garden was full of sunflowers , it's like a field in the villages with dragonflies surrounding it . Their mansion was surrounded by Boston ivy ( a shrub plant) . It's marvelous . I love this cool atmosphere. Then , I saw a angel , that's ORKHIS ANEMONE , the villainess, she has a long , shiny , silky Black hair with her purple eyes sparkles whenever She's excited . her pink lips are fluffy , if I were a male lead , I'll be her slave .

Even Seraphina, usually composed, couldn't conceal her disbelief at the unexpected results. Aslaug, growing irritated, was about to speak when she noticed Randal trying to suppress his laughter. Amusement replaced her anger, and she decided to let Randal take the opportunity to explain. Randal didn't hesitate to face his fellow examinees and provide an explanation. "The plant they let us take care of is called Midnight Bloom. It is a special plant. It has a very short lifespan—about three weeks. This made them very rare to see around. I’m actually not surprised to see the most powerful pack have that kind of plant. In the first two weeks, the plant would bloom healthily. It will display its

And as a servant, I was always tasked with doing dishes or helping the cooks in the kitchen. I went out of the room and walked towards the palace kitchen. I happened to pass the breathtaking garden which belonged to Asher. At least I was told that he was the one who had cultivated this garden by himself. The Lilies in the garden stood tall and proud, their petals unfurling like delicate works of art. The Roses, oh, the Roses! Their velvety petals come in every shade imaginable, from reds to soft pinks. There were other flowers in the garden, but these were the main two which caught my attention the most. Even though she had passed by this same garden for days now, she still couldn't get her

She smiles. A cluster of pale white flowers blooms at the far corner. They too, move like they are drawn to her. Their intoxicating scent locates her. “Awwwwww, they’ve bloomed again,” she mutters, crouching down and inhaling it, sweet and comforting. A dreamy look taking over her expression. “Of course. I should’ve known.” Altharion joins her. “Gardenia jasminoides have always been your favourite.” He is met with silence.

Alethra laughed and said, well, I had to find away to hide what I was doing. There are four different types of flowers here, the first three are Lavender, Jasmine and Rosemary. As you know, are the main ingredients in making the scent masking spray that our warrior's use, when they are out to gather information. The last one is called MoonFlower, this flower only blooms at night. It is a really pretty white flower that shimmer like moon rays, even through it is really pretty, this flower has a secret. Every part of it is poisonous, even the roots. I said. Both Elzie and Amelia looked shocked at this piece of information.

Everything was getting so confusing that Afgan brought his nose up to touch the bed that Adelia was making. Afgan took a deep breath. “What is this smell?” asked Afgan while linking his eyebrows with a look of astonishment. Adelia smiled and replied, “It's called Adelia's flower scent. Have you ever seen an Adelia flower?” Afgan shook his head innocently, and sat down on the soft bed that Adelia had arranged. “The petals are small and often yellow in color. The fragrance is fresh, well ... like this.” Afgan silently added to Adelia's sentence, “Fragrant, like you.”