Azure Flower Novels & Stories

Or just native to the Lycan realm? I decided not to dwell on that for long, instead, I took a few steps forward and crouched beside a cluster of pale-blue blossoms that glimmered faintly. “Okay, Pearl,” I said, touching one gently. “This one is called Moonlace Hydrangea.” Pearl leaned closer, eyes wide. “It’s shiny.”

And now, because of the dangerous, thrilling new variable your aunt Sarah just added to the mix. We pulled into the grocery lot. “I’ll just be a sec,” I told him. I headed not for the dairy aisle, but for the sad little florist cooler by the entrance. I stood there, looking at the overpriced, slightly wilted bouquets under the fluorescent lights. Roses were too obvious, too much like a declaration. I needed something softer. Real. I grabbed a bunch of white hydrangeas and pale pink peonies. They looked like June. Elegant, but with a kind of lush, full vulnerability.

“I was hoping to see your tulips today. I’ve been reading about them recently, and I thought I might get your thoughts on them.” Sophia’s heart fluttered at the sight of her, always feeling at ease around Helena. She set the bouquet aside, her focus shifting to Helena as she leaned in to hear her talk. "Tulips are such a beautiful flower," she began, guiding Helena to the section where the most vivid tulips stood. "They represent a variety of meanings, depending on their color. Red tulips signify love, while purple ones are for royalty and admiration. The yellow ones symbolize happiness and cheer."

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.”

I said, setting the flowers down gently. "Wow, how about these anthuriums? They symbolize hospitality and happiness, and with their bold red or deep green hues, they make a masculine and stylish choice. I'm sure Alpha Luis will love them," the young lady said. "Mmm." I scowled a little, and my wolf, Molly, gestured toward the next flowers. "These are beautiful, Mia. Men appreciate flowers that exude strength, sophistication, and elegance." "Mm." I smiled and gestured to the next ones. "Let me have those. What's the name?"

I touched a particular flower, I am ignorant of the name and I don't wish to ask her about it, it would look embarrassing to me so I kept it to myself. "Sir this flower you are admiring is called a desert rose or an impala lily, it got a nice fragrance and ladies love it as well, the smell is also relaxing for our kinds." "I see." Was just the two words that left my mouth at least I know the name. "Yes sir, do you need me to get some flowers like this when you are about to leave?" She asked avoiding looking at me. "I guess so." "Noted Alpha." "I want to sit here a little, get me a brand of wine that is good and expensive, I would love to have it here," I ordered her.

Miranda was right, this is what I needed, a change of scene. When I go back to my desk after lunch there’s a yellow orchid with a hand written note on my keyboard. I feel embarrassed. Obviously, it’s not for me, this is my first day, no one knows I’m here, the messenger probably made a mistake and now I’m going to have to look for the girl this was meant to. I read the note. Have a great first day, doll. Stefan. My heart skips a beat. The orchid is for me. I can’t help smiling. So Handsome Intruder is named Stefan. It’s nice to know. How did he guess orchids were my favorite kind of flowers?

Kenzo said and Yara blushed. They entered the garden and Yara was really amazed by the flowers that were arranged beautifully around the area. There were roses, orchids, tulips, lotus, gazania, water lilies, cherry blossom, bird of paradise, and dahlia. She was smelling each kind and touching their petals. "Like it?" Kenzo asked. "Yeah, this is amazing." Yara said and smiled at Kenzo. All their tantrums a while ago faded.

All I could see was Princess Aurora pawing at him, leaning in for a kiss… Noah came to a sudden stop as we approached a bunch of ocean-blue, white-tipped flowers. Bending over, he pulled out one of these long flowers by the root and presented it to me ceremoniously. “Sky lupine,” he said, “incredibly beautiful but toxic if ingested. Handle with care.” He winked as he handed the plant to me.

It was kind of pretty. “Hm.” I took the flower back and held it up so that the light shined through the petals. From here, I could see the little veins running along the inside of the petals, the way that it wasn’t just yellow; it was white, and pale pink, and sky blue all at once. It was… beautiful. I felt a slight blush creep into my cheeks as I realized that Elsie was right; but still, I wasn’t so sure about daffodils for my wedding bouquet. After all—