Bone Flowers Novels & Stories

"Good evening! How can I assist you today again?" Liam mustered a small smile and gestured toward the array of flowers before him. "I'd like to create a special bouquet for someone. A bouquet that says 'I'm sorry' and 'I care.'" The florist nodded understandingly. "Of course. Let me help you choose the perfect combination." She walked alongside Liam, pointing out different flowers and explaining their meanings. They picked roses, symbolizing love and affection, as the base of the arrangement, representing Liam's heartfelt emotions towards Rose.

She needed some fighting spirit to compete with her! As her footsteps moved through the corridor, she quickly arrived at Chiyoko's bedroom door, which was left ajar. She overheard Nancy enthusiastically persuading her to consume various supplements. Chiyoko was arranging a bunch of champagne roses one by one into a flower vase, wearing a sweet and contented smile. Those vibrant champagne roses were Flora's favorite, symbolizing nobility and purity. Raising her shoes, Flora involuntarily walked towards that exquisite bouquet. Her appearance caught Nancy's attention, who looked at her with a hint of gloating before leaving. Chiyoko also noticed her, and her smile deepened.

I looked at Coral, " was that......a compliment?" She laughed, " From Darrell.....oh yes. Mark the day– you've just been knighted." Coral poured herself another cup of tea, then glanced at the list again before setting it aside. "What about flowers?" She asked. "Have you thought about what you'll use to decorate?" "Flowers? It's winter so...." She smiled. "There a few that bloom if you know where to look. Hellebores are hardy and elegant–white, plum and deep rose. Snowdrops are delicate but beautiful. And there's winter jasmine– bright little yellow things that look like hope."

He explained to me that he left before I had woken up, he never really told him where he was heading to. “I brought you flowers Nat, the situation yesterday must have made me forgot about the flowers" I grabbed the bouquet of flowers away from his hands. “It is pretty, pretty flowers" I said with a smile, going on to inhale the scent of the bouquet of roses I held. “Ofcourse it is, pretty, just the way you are" He stretched forth his hands to touch my cheek. It felt very tender. “You are like a rose, far more prettier than a rose" He continued, ruffling my hair in affection and playing with my nose.

Alethra laughed and said, well, I had to find away to hide what I was doing. There are four different types of flowers here, the first three are Lavender, Jasmine and Rosemary. As you know, are the main ingredients in making the scent masking spray that our warrior's use, when they are out to gather information. The last one is called MoonFlower, this flower only blooms at night. It is a really pretty white flower that shimmer like moon rays, even through it is really pretty, this flower has a secret. Every part of it is poisonous, even the roots. I said. Both Elzie and Amelia looked shocked at this piece of information.

“Numbers. Dates. Nothing I understood.” “Figures.” He sighed. “Come on, walk with me before you hyperventilate.” *** The corridor lights were dimmed for the night, throwing long shadows along tapestried walls. Alonso matched her steps; his shoulder brushed hers, deliberate. “You don’t strike me as the timid type,” he said. “Because I didn’t faint?” “Because your eyes are on fire.” She blinked. “Allergies.” He chuckled, genuine, warm enough to thaw the winter in her bones. Dangerous warmth.

"Wow!” Flora Amor gasped the moment she stepped inside the old house, her eyes widened at the sight of the tiled floor. Her parted lips turned to Dixal. He burst into laughter, mischievously pinching her nose. “You like it?” His grin stretched from ear to ear. She nodded, speechless at the wonder filling her eyes. The house was small, yes—but complete. Her gaze swept across the room. From the door, the modestly sized living area welcomed her. A long sofa stood opposite an oval fiberglass center table, where a vase of roses in mixed colors bloomed brightly.

The intoxicating fragrance seems to be emanated from the garden of flowers "Shook! Quick! Close your eyes! Don't look at the flowers, Run!!!" Audrey was reminded about a specific mystical plant described in their Plant Mysticism book. The description in the book, fits perfectly on what they are experiencing right now, The DEVIL SMILE FLOWER! It was actually a scary existence. It doesn't look harmful, but behind its harmless appearance hides its terrifying ability. The Devil Smile Flower is always in its bud form all year round. It will only bloom once it senses the presence of breath. Upon blooming, it will release a sweet scent but the most crucial detail is that, whoever saw the flower b

Maybe it’s just the atmosphere! “For you,” he adds. He takes my hand and places the flower in it. The flower looks like a rose, but instead of red, its color is white. “It’s called Queen of the Night,” he informs. “It only blooms once every one or two years. It’s a nocturnal cactus.” “Okay,” I say, staring at it because I don’t want to look at him. He takes another step towards me and then takes my other hand. With his proximity, I forgot to breathe and I make the mistake of looking into his eyes, and now I am trapped in it.

The selves housed different kinds of totems, figurines, seashells and other things Ben couldn't identify at a glance. Then, there was the staircase. It looked like it was a last minute decision. It was attached to the wall and its mouth curved a little into the sitting room, creating a corner that was housing a big pot of flowers. The flower was real and yellow with white borders but Ben had no idea what the name was. He sniffed in the sweet scent as it enveloped his senses. He would later get to know that the bowl of flowers in the kitchen was called Cuban Oregano and the one at the stairs was Plumeria and it was his job to keep them in bloom.