Novel & Cerita Asphodel Flowers

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

Scar asked, watching the flower curiously. "This is agapanthus, also known as African blue lily. It's mainly from Egypt and certain parts of Asia. Although it looks beautiful, it's also toxic..." Rebecca described a little bit about the flower. Later, Rebecca prepared some afternoon tea for them and they chose to sit in the gazebo in the middle of the garden to enjoy the tea and the beauty of nature together. They talked for a long time and most of it was related to plants and experiences they have. Rebecca finds it amazing to talk to them. As she has no child, their companions comforted her a lot and she loved and praised how unlike other young generations they are interested in nature and

Deliberately, carefully, with skill and sustained effort. And underneath it, held so tightly it was barely present, held the way you held something at the bottom of a current with both hands and all your weight, something else entirely. Something that smelled of open ground after rain and running cold water and the particular clean-iron scent that belonged to a bloodline with significant age in it. Not warm-blooded. Not the human register. Something older than both, something that had been here before the categories existed and had continued regardless. I pulled back and looked at her face.

Millie explained, "It's an herb. When you plant one, a lot will grow. It has strong vitality. Please help me check who has Aspher." Marvin started checking before she even requested it. Aspher was a rare, top-grade herb that was extremely expensive and rare on the market. Aspher was almost as valuable as Snowdrop. "There's none," replied Marvin. "Please help me find it. It doesn't matter how much it costs. My grandpa wants to give it to my grandma." Millie said. Marvin nodded. "Alright, boss. I'll update you again." ... The following evening, the party took place at the Luminous Grand Hotel. A few hundred meters of red carpet stretched outside the hotel, and it was surrounded by a lot of med

Pink, blue, and even black and so much more. While walking Mia spotted her favorite flower. A black rose. Where her pack lived, there weren’t any black roses, only Lilies, and wildflowers. Names she never could remember. Mia stared at the black rose and found a spot to sit next to it. “This is my favorite flower. I’ve only seen them in books. Never in real life. It is so different.” I said with a big smile on my face. “It is one rarest flower that the kingdom owns. Well, the rarest flower in this country.” Aspen said while standing at attention.

“What Soren? I want you. I want us. Why do you keep doing this?” I adjust my cufflinks without looking at her. “Now's not the time,” “When is it ever going to be the time?!” She snaps, but goes cold as she spots the flower. She narrows her eyes to it. “It's Delilah… again, isn't it?” I flip her the bird but stayed calm. But Ashley won't let it go. “Why do you keep taking flowers to her? She's dead, buried and should be forgotten, Soren.”

Cia immediately turned to see the roses and asphodel planted alternately. Zeno scratched his head that didn't itch, huh... that's because when he bought a large number of asphodel flowers, the florist asked him, is he commemorating someone's death? At that time Zeno didn't understand, but the florist kindly explained the meaning of the gray-white asphodel flower. So, Zeno took the initiative to plant red roses which is the meaning of love. "The asphodel flower has the meaning of death," Zeno finally said.

Most of the time, he just clutched the wedding ring in his hand, murmuring one name over and over— "Rena." The only time his dull, vacant eyes showed a flicker of life was when young wolf pups came to the lake to play. Then, he would lift his head and stare at them in a daze as he whispered, "Our children… Rena, look… it's our children!" The wolves of the Blood Moon Pack all said the same thing. "He's lost his mind." Most of them would curse and spat behind him. "Serves him right." The one who cursed him the most was Carissa.

I didn't respond. "Perfect family, Perfect job. Perfect ways to get away with anything" I look her dead in her eyes and she glanced at me once before looking down and giving me beads and flowers to start the crowns.

Tim’s apartment was gorgeous and spacious. It was on the top floor of a luxury apartment building that overlooked a golf course, so the view out Ella’s window--the guest room that he insisted she could claim for as long as she wanted or needed to--was beautiful. Trees bloomed in vibrant shades of red, white, and pink, with floral bushes surrounding their trunks. Beyond them, a rolling field of green filled her view. The sky was still blue, though twilight was falling, and she could see the first stars pinning themselves above her where the night and day had rolled together to make a soft, inky blue.