Asphodel Flowers Novels & Stories

He continues sarcastically. I shift turning my head at what I presumed was empty space but instead I see a set of flowers in different color. I think about five of them are violet, another five are deep red, another are white and five more are blue. I carefully pull out a violet one and a paper falls onto the floor. Ash bends over and picks it up smirking. Something tells me he has already read what it says. - You smile like a follower but not only with your lips but with your entire being. You're so beautiful my flower. Sweet dreams.

Hearing this, Hesper was a little surprised, but she explained with a smile, "These are Campanulas, also known as bellflowers or balloon flowers back in Halwanest. They’re also known as oriental Eustomas, which is the name of our studio, but they belong to a completely different order and genus. It’s used as a kind of traditional Halwanese medicine, and it also symbolizes eternal love; it’s just that it has a slightly sadder floriography in comparison.” Andris’s eyes widened. "Evon... I have to admit, she does have a little talent in design." Evon squinted his eyes and took a glance at Hesper then at Andris, who was a little shy about approaching Hesper. The annoyance that he had suppressed

That flower's core was yellow, as if it had a small, lonely sun in so much darkness. "Helleborus." Tinea said as she picked up one of the cakes with the flower on top. "One of the winter-resistant flowers, it is said that it was created because Mother Moon refused to see the precious flowers die after autumn. The Shooting Stars say that winter was born because of this mourning of the Goddess." With a fork the woman cut the cake in half, a filling so black as the flower dripped down the plate. "Many call it the 'flower that refuses to die,' but as much as its legend is beautiful, this flower is related to moments of inevitable sadness and loss, a painful memory that hurts the soul."

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.”

I wasn’t too disappointed when I saw the flowers the servant was carrying. “Another set of fire lilies?” Fallon echo as I carried in the bouquet. “I know right? They are soooooo pretty.” I gushed, setting it on the nightstand table. “I can’t seem to wrap my head around Asher going the extra mile all of a sudden. These flowers are rare around here. He probably brought them off the dark web or something,” she pointed out. “Fallon, you make it sound like it’s a bad thing.” I remark, frowning slightly.

This was one of those days; Xander had arranged to spend the day with Diane as he used the excuse of learning about herbs and flowers to be with her all day long. Diane jumped at the chance and they both met up under the oak tree where they sat side by side, snuggled beneath the tree as Diane fiddled around with the flower. "Asters... are known as many things... they hold multiple meanings and are a sign of elegance, beauty, afterthought and daintiness..." Diane said after a long pause, her voice filling in the sound of the gentle breeze as Xander's eyes trailed her figure. His gaze landing on her face.

The last flower was Ursinia in case you forgot. ~Damien. Opening the old wounds, aren't I? But what if the old wounds weren't healed? I am just doing what it takes me to move on. So, taking a pen and paper lying beside me on the desk I noted the name of the flowers and highlighted the first alphabet in the order I received them. 'I'ndigo 'L'ily 'O'riental poppy 'V'iolet 'E'nglish Bluebell 'Y'arrow 'O'rchid 'U'rsinia

“Today, Calliyah and I are excited to share with you our research on the Enchanted Moonflower, a flower steeped in mystery and legend.” “The Enchanted Moonflower,” Calliyah continued, “is a nocturnal bloom that only unfurls its petals under the soft glow of the full moon. Its ethereal beauty is enhanced by its shimmering silver petals, which seem to dance in the moonlight, casting a spell of enchantment on those who behold it.”

"Okay but, this isn't fair. You need to look on the bright side too, what about times that you want to live your life to the fullest?" I scoffed. "You are ridiculous". "Every time you feel like you want to live, promise me you'll put up a flower" Aarish said. "Oh shut up, I am not like you Mr square shooter, and I am not planning to change who I am and why would I?" "It’s only fair, you shouldn't be so dark, Li" He continued” and a butterfly with a flower is not lonely" he stopped. "And you didn't kill your brother" He said barely audible.

I grinned at him " You know me so well." "Just tell me why you're here so I can help you out, I need to get back to work.". He said "You're so impatient." I said, chuckling loudly. A small patch of flowers at the rear end of the greenhouse caught my attention and I moved to get a closer look. It was a rich dark maroon and had velvety rounded petals and dark brown centers. "That's the Chocolate cosmos. It's quite rare and has a chocolaty- Vanilla fragrance. It'll be perfect for a gift. " Cam's voice rang out from behind me, I didn't realize he had followed me.