Bfb Flower Novels & Stories

I wasn't about to wreck a home. "So dumb." I wipe my eyes on my knees, but the tears don't stop. I look up and can see people making their way through the trees towards me. I sniff and rest my chin on my hands. My eyes trail down, and through my blurry vision, I can see dozens and dozens of flowers blooming around me. I furrow my brow, wiping at my eyes again and moving to sit on my knees and crouch over the flowers. I hadn't wiped my hands on the ground, but they were still blooming. Pink ones, purple, white. Still smaller than a quarter, but slightly bigger than the last ones I made bloom. And there were a lot more of these too. They continued to appear around where I sat as I watched.

But why did his eyes, when they locked on her earlier, seem filled with such… personal fury? Her boss’s plans changed when a sudden phone call pulled her away, leaving Flora Amor alone in her cubicle, swiveling nervously in her chair. She pulled her computer closer and typed FOL Builders Inc. history into the search bar, hoping to learn something useful. The company had been around for seven years and was still growing strong. It had started in Metro Manila, but now it was recognized nationwide. And always, the same striking name appeared—Flower of Love Builders Inc.

Olivia wonders who might have chosen the flowers and cared to have all of them in the garden. There are even rare flowers like Forget-me-nots, Hebes bred, Flax Flower, Phormium tenax, Purple Flowering Hebes, Hybrid Cordylines, Arthropodium Cirratum and Coprosmas!! Not only the variety or type of flowers, but the arrangement is also with such precision that it looks as pretty as a picture. Whoever has this fascination of gardening or at least whoever has planned the arrangement of the plants and the simple yet eye soothing decors must be a person with a very kind and beautiful heart! A person who spends so much time amidst the nature must be a very creative person! An artist! Just like Olivia

Alpha, if you will be in for the evening, may I go chase rabbits? Sure, Tessa. Stay inside the packhouse fences and not too late, okay? Yes, Alpha. As Tessa zips out her dog door into the courtyard beyond, I walk Darby to our bed. “What did he mean by superbloom?” She still looks tired, but I know my mate, and there’ll be no rest until I answer. I set her on the edge of the bed, kneeling to remove her shoes. “It’s a rare scent. Of wildflowers that bloom in mass in the desert only after certain conditions and rains. It may not happen for decades.”

Suddenly, a bright red flower appeared in the wooden box. The flower was about the size of an adult's palm, and its shape was similar to that of a person's palm. However, the stamen in the palm seemed to be a human face. If you looked carefully, you could tell the eyes, nose, mouth and other facial features. More importantly, as the wooden box was opened, an extremely fierce, ferocious, cruel, and bloody aura burst out from the flower! In the depths of the flower, there seemed to be a battlefield of fighting.

When he entered, he approached the florist who stood behind the counter. “Welcome to Serene Seeds, how may we help you, please?” “I need flowers, Uhm… good flowers,” he stuttered and the florist chuckled. “I could help you pick some. Who are you getting it for? Your girlfriend, friend, mother, or…?” “My wife. I’m getting it for my pregnant wife. I need something that could cheer her up,” he said and the woman smiled. “That is so thoughtful! Then, I would recommend Gypsophila paniculata which is also known as ‘baby’s breath’.”

I grab it and check the screen. Kiki wants to FaceTime. I click accept as soon as I see the name. Kiki is what I call Kieran, my best friend since we started high school. We met as freshmen on our school’s soccer team, and I knew from the moment he opened his mouth that we’d get along. He’s this tiny half-Japanese kid with fluffy brown hair and more energy than a chihuahua with a chew toy. He’s barely grown since, but that just adds to his whole cute schtick – though it’s not as endearing as his smile. Kieran is always smiling, usually accompanied with a big, bubbly laugh that I would personally call a giggle.

"Hel..." "I want you in my room now!" The boss ordered. How much she hated his commanding attitude. "Haaahhh! I will kill you." She screamed and stormed out of the room, stamping her feet very hard on the ground. Xander chuckled when he saw her reaction after the phone call. 'She is such a wild flower' There was a loud bang on the door. He knew that it was only Ariande that would do that. "Don't pull down my door as you did my car." He shouted to her hearing. She opened the door and barged in.

I laughed, trying to lighten the mood. My dad followed me, shaking his head. "That's not a good way to deal with it, Jas. Something bad happening doesn't take away that it's still also your birthday." He smiled sympathetically. "You know your mom wouldn't want you to be doing this every year." I sighed as I headed out of the house and to my dad's car. "Well—it just doesn't feel right to do it any differently." - I placed the flowers down on my moms grave. Jasmines. Her favourite.

“I also picked this up on my way here.” “Oh…” she looked at the flowers. “What are those called?” “Lilies. Alstroemeria.” “Did I like flowers?” “Don’t women like flowers?” As if with an eye roll, she shook her head and went back to digging. Felix realised he must have made a wrong move or something, plans to try and get through to her weren't really working. “Um…Can I help with anything?” He offered, still standing there awkwardly. “Actually yeah, I could use some extra hands.”