Black Lotus Novels & Stories

Krister asked, looking at his tablet still before walking to the back room. “Black? She doesn’t-- I mean didn’t wear anything else?” she asked, her eyebrows meeting in the middle confused. “Don’t tell me she’s one of those people…” “Yes, specifically black clothing. They’re hot in the day but you disappear in the night. That’s what she always said to me.” Krister disappeared in the back to get something whilst Rojean was left there to contemplate on her own how she was going to pull the act off if she was a bad liar herself.

~ 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.

The spreading black pigment on her skin receded and black smoke was oozing from the cut on his cheek. The smoke that came out gathered and coagulated into a black lotus flower. The flower zipped and disappeared before everyone's sight, "got you," everyone heard from within the jungle. Verra soon emerged with the Lotus trapped inside a mana glass bottle covered in runes. The lotus was inside, changing from solid to gas form while attempting to break out of the jar. "What is it?" Delphine asked.

“Or I will make this a good deal less cosy.” One of the servants arrived--veiled, silent--with one dish of porcelain. On it was a white, clear root cut into a thin slice. Lotus Root. I had heard the name muttering along the halls. One of the rare plants of the flooded valleys, which are grown in the black gardens of the Spire. It made all senses as sharp as razors. Touch became fire. Sound became thunder. Pleasure became unbearable. Thorne picked a slice between two fingers. "Open."

intoxicating in its unvarnished appreciation of my physicality. "For a divine creature in decidedly feral spirits this evening..." he mused, tapping one long finger against his chiseled jaw. "I do believe our signature 'Black Lotus' would make for an... invigoratingly spiritual first rite of passage, wouldn't you agree?" Lilly clapped her hands together delightedly, features awash in the pulsing infinity pattern of the lavender infinity room backdrop. "You read my mind as always, darling! Two of those devilish concoctions forthwith, if you'd be so kind."

I got six bottles and tonight two of them are being poured into glasses around this table, and the deep burgundy in each one looks exactly like wine because that is exactly what it is, except that it isn't only that. The compound I spent two months sourcing and another six weeks testing is colourless and tasteless and dissolves without a trace, and when it takes effect — somewhere between two and three hours after consumption — it will put a person into a deep, comatose sleep for nine hours, give or take. Non-lethal. Untraceable without a very specific panel that nobody in this room would think to run. Most of the guests tonight will be home and in their own beds long before it hits them. Th

The Spring Flower Festival was in full bloom in the heart of the southern district, where the grand temple stood. The air was filled with the scent of fresh blossoms, the laughter of children, and the lively chatter of festival-goers. Alex and Eve’s family arrived early because they wanted to uphold the Carson family’s cherished tradition of offering prayers at the temple before distributing white lotus flowers to strangers while wishing them good fortune. The white lotus had long been a symbol of purity, spiritual enlightenment, and rebirth, and it was a flower deeply treasured by Mrs. Brookes, Eve’s late grandmother. For years, the Carson's had honored her memory through this simple yet me

You looks so pretty like that. More blushing over here. Before I could reply though,he texted again. Alexander: Sorry love, but apparently my attention is needed...time for me to listen to boring finance talk all over again. Me: *gasp* finance is so not boring!!! Take that back!!! Alexander: Nope, not until you can prove that. He added laughing emojis and I smiled. Me: Challenge accepted! Now pay attention while I do same. Bye Alexander. Alexander: Bye pretty Flower. I put my phone back in my bag and focused on the lecturer, quickly getting back on track and soon passing through all three hours of the class.

I was in search of a mountain Lily and a purple vine lotus. The mountain Lily sure would be hard to get around here because we are surrounded by trees and the mountains are far off in the distance. I didn't know why I hadn't thought of that till now. I was sniffing around to check if I could find the purple vine lotus. It has an intoxicating scent like that of a spring flower mixed with paint. I was picking up a scent but it wasn't of the plant I was in search of, it was a scent of something old and ancient, something familiar.

Woody lifted the cloth covering the treasure to reveal a life-like lotus beneath it. It was made out of crystal stones and sparkled brightly under the sunlight. It also had 36 petals, and in the middle were light yellow-colored pistils which surrounded the green lotus pod. On the small lotus pod were seven lotus seeds popping out. Upon closer observation, Woody saw that the seven pods were arranged like the Big Dipper. The seven seeds represented the Big Dipper, hence the name "Seven Luminescent Ice Lotus". "Great! We're even now!" Woody picked the crystal lotus up and carefully placed it in his bag.