Black Clover Blue Rose Novels & Stories

Celeste’s fingers trembled as she clutched the small bouquet of wildflowers Kaelan had given her earlier. The pale blue petals with silver edges were already starting to wilt at the tips, but she couldn’t bring herself to set them down. They sat on the small table beside her bed like a fragile reminder that the ruthless Alpha of Ravencrest had done something unexpectedly gentle.

Nothing ever seems to work out how I want it to around here, not since Sylvia entered our lives. “Flowers, flowers, flowers,” Sylvia grumbles. “The easiest thing to pick.” I ignore her and continue to try to bring her back on track with the planning. “As the colors are mainly white and gold with hints of green, I was thinking that the flowers should soft whites and peach-colors.” “Red roses,” she says. “And blue ones too. Oh! And black ones.” Red and blue together are an interesting mix, both of which would clash with each other and the green. But to add black on top of all that?

Giving the boy her attention, Rose introduced herself; “thank you for helping me get a better view young sir, I do love watching! My name is Rose Duncaster, heiress to this manor.” “Pleasure miss, my pa is about to compete in the sword play. We just moved here from Wales, my name is Percival but everyone just calls me Percy.” Shaking his hand as her da taught her to, not too firm but not soft and flimsy either… she caught herself gazing into his gorgeous eyes, they were the brightest blue she’d ever seen, and her ma’s eyes were pretty spectacularly blue as well. Then the spell was broken with the clanging of metal and the entertainment had begun.

It was a beautiful sight to behold, one I couldn't help but grin at. "This is beautiful," I admitted softly, looking around at all the numerous tiny flowers glowing all around us. "It is," came Alpha Evan's even softer reply and I looked at him, only to find him already looking at me. I felt my cheeks heat up, squirming a little under his intense gaze. "What are all these flowers? I've never seen flowers that could glow like that." "They're called nocte caeruleo. Literally translating to blue night. These are a special type of flowers that glow bright blue when they bloom at the stroke of midnight every fourteen years before they go back to sleeping," Alpha Evan explained, finally looking at

Marian had spun on her heel, they had reached the borderland between the infants and tweens clothing, a tauntingly wide aisle. “But not yet?” “Blue…” “He’s not as awful as you think,” “You may have been too young to remember how serious his arrest was, but I wasn’t.” Blue turned on her heel, leaving her mother standing on the cusp of childhood purgatory. She returned to the male infant clothing. “Blue…” “I’m not mad,” She glanced to her mother, retrieving the same train sweater in a powder yellow. She quite liked the red and dandelion together. Wished she could find one in her size. Snorted quietly at the thought. “I get it.”

As I put one of my feet inside of the warm and welcoming water filled with the petals of the beloved and most beautiful rose. I sometimes wonder why it has so much love being given to it. It is so imperfect, yet that is its perfection just like all of us--We are perfect and one because of the imperfections of us. I also wonder why a rose just steals my heart every time I look at it--it's just so magnificent. Is it because of the color that it possesses or because of the way it possesses the frail heart of mine? So melted in my thoughts that I was, I didn't realize that I had to get out of the bath to get ready.

I found it in the village with Shadow a few days back. I watched as Blue stared at the place in awe. It was completely green, and the grass was just like a carpet. "Wow, Timmy, this place is beautiful," she said, smiling. I nodded, watching her smile like that was the only joy I could ever ask for. It was time to tell her how I felt for her, but I needed a rose flower to do it. I refused the plastic ones because I saw the real ones in the forest not far away.

Well the rose is a symbol. There are six different types of roses used to propose to ladies in the glitz planet. The blue, black, white, Violet, yellow and red rose. The blue rose symbolize power, it is the most powerful rose a woman could ever get proposed to with. It is a symbol of the Aceland royal household! Only the emperor and his male sons are allowed to use it as a proposal token. The black rose belongs to the Crestland royalty which is also one of the most powerful provinces of glitz planet.

The next second, Blake had already walked into the shop, and soon he came out holding a bouquet of roses. The red ones were as warm as fire, the pink ones were lovely, and the blue ones were mysterious. "It's for you. I'll get you anything you like." Blake stuffed the roses into my arms. I looked down, smelled the roses, and grinned. "Thank you! They're so beautiful!" "Indeed. They are as beautiful as you!" Blake whispered. We kept walking. "Let's go diving! There is a famous diving spot here," Blake pulled me and said.

After putting Xiema to sleep, I quietly step out of her room. As I carefully close the door behind me, I catch the wonderful aroma of morning glory. I glance down in awe at the trail of Heavenly Blue morning glories scattered across the hallway floor. Their azure-blue trumpet-shaped petals are open, showcasing their white and yellow throats as their fragrance perfumes the air and brings a smile to my face.