Bahasa Bunga Novels & Stories

When he asked why she would want daisies instead of roses, she told him that in flower language, the Barberton daisy signified spousal affection and mutual support. He remembered that, even searched photos of it, and had ordered bouquets of them over the last few days. Clearly flustered, he asked, "Who gave you that bouquet? The other bride?" Zoe was flustered too, as she had been watching Carl all this while and could tell that the bouquet she was holding meant something. She gulped to fight back her panic and discomfort before finally squeezing out a single word. "Yeah…" She then quickly added, "I've never seen this type of daisy. Could it be a jinx in flower language?"

“By offering a flavor that is not just delicious, but meaningful. A flavor that connects us to the earth, to each other, to our own true selves.” He looked at the bunga telang flower in Bima’s hand. “That flower,” Kai explained, “while beautiful and balanced, holds a subtle, calming essence. It can be used to soothe, to gently bring one back to their senses. It’s not a weapon, but a balm. A way to counteract manufactured peace with genuine tranquility.” Riska was already analyzing the flower’s energy signature. “The calming properties are significant. It’s rich in anthocyanins, known for their antioxidant and potentially anti-inflammatory effects. It could indeed counteract a synthetic sedat

When we reached King Mateo’s castle, I was taken aback by just the sheer size and beauty of the area. We got out of the vehicle, and I just wanted to get an up-close look at the plants. There were massive Cypress trees all over the place, and really pretty flowers in the gardens in front of the castle. There were purple Irises, Hibiscus, Blue Sage, and then I saw a bush I had never seen or heard of before. It had a strange-looking red flower on it. I asked Queen Judia, “What is that bush called. I have never seen that flower before.” She chuckled, “It’s called a Strawberry Bush. I had to ask about them too.” I smiled, “I’m definitely a fan.”

he said excitedly to the others. The one with black hair closed his eyes, covering the irises that were the same color as the night sky. “She’s here,” he said in a whisper. He turned to the other three, a grin on his face, and continued, “The Moonflower.”

Children. The word arrived quietly and sat there like a stone dropped in still water, spreading its rings outward through everything I thought I knew. Vampires. My chest was doing something I had no control over, hammering fast and getting faster, and I pressed my palm harder against the mud and willed myself down, smaller, quieter, nothing, nobody, not here, not real, not worth the attention of whatever was on the other side of the boulder making calculations about hunger. "What?" The second voice sharpened.

I accompanied her, as she insisted on telling me every little flower and its meaning in the old language. Each doorway was lined with an arch of safflowers and sunflowers, sweet peas, wisteria, and yellow lilies. “Separate, they mean, ‘Happiness, gratitude, and hospitality,’ but together, they take upon the meaning of ‘We are happy to have you here.’ It is an old custom that each Luna welcomes the guests in their own unique way. Flowers have always held a deep meaning to me which is why Finnley nearly doubled the garden when we first mated,” Luna Diana kindly explained, and I happily listened, soaking up the knowledge she was kind enough to pass on to me.

I'm so dumb. "My mother did." I mutter. "Yes. And I don't have an answer for that. She may be where you got your blood from, I couldn't say for sure unless I met her." I nod a little, and swallow heavily. "And the flowers you say bloomed from your tears? Gudinna are known to be able to create life, like you did. That is a very, very rare gift, Delilah." He was saying it like I should be glad, like I should feel lucky.

Bella breathed slightly, she hoped she did not sound suspicious. "Yes there are alot of flowers. Roses, hibiscus, Aster, Azalea, Black-Eyed Susan, Buttercup, California Poppy, Chrysanthemum, Crocus, Daffodil and lots more." Queen Selene said, concentrating on her knitting. "Wow that is a lot of flowers." Bella breathed out, staring at the vampire queen who winked down at her in a playful manner. "I studied botany so am a botanist, that is why I have a vast knowledge when it comes to flowers and plants."

There was a hint of floral fragrance and earth in the air. "Do you like it?" Lu Yangzhe, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly turned to look at Adeline and asked affectionately. The mandarin Vine was also called bear the winter flowers. The flower language was: Love is a drag, love is given, and love to you will never change! "Well, how did you find such a good place?" The bunch of mandarin ducks on the ground were like a couple of lovers, tightly entangled together. Two colors appeared on one vine, which made Adeline's mind think of a few words.

-Well I can tell you. -Do you know the meaning of the flowers? I say raising an eyebrow. -Why does it surprise you? -The thing is… -Don't tell me anything, just pay attention. -Okay. -Well this flower -she says touching a very beautiful flower- is called Dalia and it means impulsiveness and passion. Young people gave these flowers to indicate that they were looking for a love affair or asking to be carried away by passion. -Wao, what about this one? I say pointing to a red flower.