Blue Spider Lily Novels & Stories

Stacey replies. "Mia said that she would come later," Jess said, as they walked together. **I hope she doesn't** May thought. "No way!! Guys come to check this out" one of the blonde from another class called and in answer, they went towards her. "Hey girl, what's up," Stacey asked "It's Linda" she replied. "Sorry, Linda! What's up?" Jess corrects herself. "This plant, it's a_ an Asterian flame Lily or blood flower," Linda says as she plucks the red flower with golden yellow pollen buds.

Estella’s eyes were sharp, searching for the specific plant she needed. After a few minutes of walking, Estella’s eyes sparkled with recognition. She spotted a cluster of delicate, fern-like plants with intricate, spiderweb-like patterns on their leaves. “There it is,” she said, pointing towards the direction of the plant. “We’ve finally found the Spider Ferns.” Devon looked up at her, his curiosity piqued. “What are Spider Ferns, Mama? And why do you need them?”

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.”

Until she witnessed an exchange between them herself, she was not going to encourage her dear friend. Seraphina replenished her sleeping draughts and herbal tonics. She had told her that the flowers that were needed were called Lilies Of Celeste. Lily Of Celeste was a magical plant that can heal the rarest of ailments. The problem was that it bloomed during the moonlight in the Crystalline Forest. It was a two month journey there and back. Lady Crystobelle told Calyx that Dante and his men would accompany Seraphina to retrieve the plants. Calyx promised to return a month before the dark season.

This would take a while to complete, but it wasn’t difficult. The next herb was Red Spider Flower. As far as Zen recalled, he never saw this herb. Thankfully, the details of where he could find this was safely recorded in the Foraging Encyclopaedia. There was a little dread when Zen realised he had to head to the woods to find this. It would not be difficult to harvest this flower, but the woods were swarming with blue slimes with sleep spell effects.

When Maria pointed to the second plant, the princess wasted no time launching into another explanation. "Carex Piaster, used to cure the effect of Blue Viper Poison," said Maria's very own walking encyclopedia, Princess Luna. "Wow, you sure do know a lot, princess. Not only do you know how to butcher animals but also about magical plants." Maria was amazed by the princess' knowledge as the princess wasn’t blessed with just ethereal looks but also brains. 'Astral's princess is not only cute and lovely but very intelligent as well,' mused Maria.

I had no answer for her. The healers' gathering that afternoon was held in the communal gardens near the pack's western border. Wolves from various territories mingled, exchanging knowledge and rare specimens. My attention was immediately drawn to a spectacular display of iridescent flowers glowing with faint blue light. "Moonbirth Herbs," a soft voice explained beside me. "Extremely rare. They only bloom during the blue moon." I turned to find myself facing an elegant older woman with silver-streaked dark hair and piercing gray eyes. Though advanced in years, she carried herself with regal grace.

Groaning. That’s when an ethereal scent wafted into my senses, consuming all my sorrow and darkness in an instant. Steadying my breath, I opened my eyes. Glowing bluish-silver butterflies fluttered across my vision. I sat up in a sea of blue blooms stretching endlessly in every direction. And I knew I was dreaming because this place existed only in my dreams. The Healing Valley behind my palace was a failed attempt to recreate this place. Because I could never remember the details of this dream or the color of the flowers when I woke up. And the only flowers that survived hell’s soil were the spider lilies.

She looked around the conservatory, her eyes landing on a vibrant, spindly plant in a hanging gold basket. Stop talking, Sienna. Please, just stop talking so I can sign these papers and get out of here. ​"And... and that one over there," she said, her voice trembling slightly with nerves. "The Aeschynanthus, the Lipstick Plant. It’s beautiful, but it's huddling toward the glass. It needs more humidity, or the buds will drop before they even bloom." ​Silas didn't look at the plant. He kept his piercing blue eyes fixed on Sienna’s face. He tilted his head, his heavy brows furrowing as if he were trying to catch something on her face.

“What kind of plant is this?” “True indigo,” I reply. “It, uh, makes a very vibrant blue dye when the leaves are processed.” “Oh, I see.” He watches my fingers. “Do you want help?” “I couldn’t ask that of you,” I say with a trembling laugh. “And you’re missing the show.” “The show?”