Bone Flowers Novels & Stories

The nocturnal insects' songs had died down and given way to the peaceful hum of light spring wind in the trees accompanied by a couple of early birds' chatter. I needed this. This peace and quiet and beauty, however long it lasted. Maybe more people also needed this, like the prince. The prince! Yes, maybe he would like flowers. Who wouldn't? With that revelation, I picked a whole handful of flowers–Monadiko, a flower special to Sablestone–for him. I didn't know the prince at all but I needed to start from somewhere. I made my way out of the garden with several multi-colored petals. Already by seven o'clock, I could feel the sun working hard to warm up the earth.

The fact that Phoenix had to fight the last group of hunters without her help made the situation many times more dangerous and deadly. Rowena bent down instead of answering me. She plucked a flower bud from the ground. “These wouldn’t bloom for a few more months.” She said as she raised the flower for me to see. Then I felt a warm draft. It was faint and barely noticeable, the kind of thing that I could easily pass as my own imagination even. The flower immediately began to move. It opened right before my eyes and beautiful colors were revealed. It was a pretty sight, but it only lasted for a few seconds. Soon, the flower began turning black and it bent down after died. After that, it disint

to them, so I’ve learned to ignore their presence in my house. My mom calls them “the intruders” because they always come and go as if this was their home too. I feel the name intruders is appropriate not only because they invade our home, but because they always act suspiciously like they have something important going on aside from the exotic flower import (that’s what my dad’s business does). They always wear suits and have a “don’t mess with me” attitude, which I find really excessive for men who trade flowers from South America and Asia.

Said a deep voice. Cory turned around to find Papa Bois approaching them slowly. She was behind Hayden on Blaython’s back. Titan stood nearby with Sprout on his shoulder. There were only five of them now. She got off the tiger’s back and walked up to Papa Bois. She removed the crumpled wilting flowers from her satchel. Her cheeks reddened as Papa Bois studied their mangled state. He took them from her and cast them on the ground. Cory stiffened, fearing he would disqualify her somehow but he waved his hand over the flowers and they promptly burst into sparkling spores that scattered for miles and miles. Cory gasped. “Night widows are lovely flowers, are they not,” said Papa Bois. “They will

Deliberately, carefully, with skill and sustained effort. And underneath it, held so tightly it was barely present, held the way you held something at the bottom of a current with both hands and all your weight, something else entirely. Something that smelled of open ground after rain and running cold water and the particular clean-iron scent that belonged to a bloodline with significant age in it. Not warm-blooded. Not the human register. Something older than both, something that had been here before the categories existed and had continued regardless. I pulled back and looked at her face.

She asked. "It's rose essential oil, extracted from red rose flowers from the Imperial garden, if you love it we could make more for your everyday bath." "Do you only make roses? Are the other types?" "Yes, your highness, the imperial garden has many flowers. Tulips, osmanthus, rose, sunflowers, and hibiscus. All flowers are always available." "I would love to visit there, will you take me?" "Yes, we're your maids, we are assigned to go take you anywhere you want and always be at your service."

A uniformed delivery man stepped in, holding a massive bouquet of unusual, breathtaking flowers—deep blue petals with pale silver streaks that shimmered like frost. "Delivery for Mrs. Aisla Reyes," he said with a polite nod, placing the card in my hand before turning on his heel and leaving. Before I could open it, Nico walked in. His presence, always commanding, filled the room in a blink. Immaculate as ever in a tailored suit, his jaw freshly shaven and his hair slightly tousled. "You're up," he said, voice smooth, almost casual. "I got these..." I held up the bouquet. "I know," he replied, already pulling something from his coat pocket. "They're called moon orchids. Only bloom once a year

I also got to understand that we are free to go home however we like but we must either be in the kitchen during work hours or in our rooms in between breaks. I was nervous and excited about everything and couldn’t wait to see what the future held for me. I went to the garden to take a stroll in the evening, savoring the sweet-smelling flowers and the beautiful ambiance of the garden when I spotted a white stem flower. It was extremely rare and I remember mum teaching me the knowledge of this flower and its healing properties. A lot of people were not aware but it also gave a rich and distinct flavor to food. I decided that I would use this flower to make my soup for Alpha Waylen and I know

And the blush that was barely receding was back again. "I'm not a pretty little flower, Roses are as pretty as they are dangerous." He scoffed, standing up and even from where he was standing, I could see that he'll tower over me. He straightened out his suit jacket. Eyes boring into mine. "The only dangerous roses are those with thorns Rose, and you my dear, you have no thorns. You're a pretty little flower, a harmless little flower." He walked towards me till he was standing right Infront of me, towering over me as expected, I craned my neck just too look at him. "I'll be taking my leave now pretty flower, say hi to Mr. Potter for me."

"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.