Brave Frontier Flower Core Novels & Stories

~ 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.

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.”

The others had bite marks on their right arms, while Mitch had his on his lips. I turned when the door opened, watching as the doctor closed it and approached me. “Good morning, Luna,” he greeted with a smile. “Good morning.” He turned to look at them before facing me once more. “Their bodies cannot heal at a fast pace because of the flower they sniffed. They would —” “Flower? What flower?” “The blood mountain flower,” he replied, checking the chart in his hand. “From the amount detected in their bloodstream, they seemed to have inhaled a lot. They are lucky, though. By drinking their blood, they could keep sane. Else, it would have been an entirely new problem.”

"The magic here is... it's alive." Suddenly, the forest opened up to reveal a hidden glade, a circular clearing bathed in a soft, ethereal light. At the center of the glade stood a single, enchanting Moonflower, its petals shimmering with a magical glow. The flower radiated a power that seemed to pulse with life, its light casting a mesmerizing aura over the entire glade.

"Here, take my hand. Even if you fall, I'll be there to help you stand back up again" His Flower's Point Of View The thick stench of blood was strong in the smoke filled air. My nose wrinkled as I inhaled the scent. My instincts had me gagging, maybe too loudly. Another scream echoed from not too far away and I squeezed my eyes shot, willing the horrifying sound of pain to disappear. A small sound of desperation escaped my parted lips and I froze in my position. That was loud. More loud than I thought it would be.

She even surprised us all by saying it was the best vacation she had ever had and she was definitely coming back to Nigeria for a getaway with her husband, no children invited. While in Nigeria, I placed a command for customized Jerseys for the team to use for our practice sessions and I also bought them Adidas Men Copa 20.1 boots. I didn’t know what to get for Nahlela so I asked Aaliyah and she bought some fabrics. I didn’t know what was peculiar about them but she said they are “Adire” and “Asa Oke” fabrics and are African women’s favourites. She knew better, so I didn’t argue. I saw some handmade picture frames which were made with cane and Ankara fabric and I bought a dozen for her. She

What Silver Dawn could do was this: become unremarkable. Not invisible. Not shapeshifting in the dramatic sense, no borrowed faces, no changed heights, nothing that required a mirror afterward to confirm you were still yourself. Something quieter and stranger than that. Cellular suppression, the ability to pull the body's broadcast signal inward. Dampen the scent. Cool the skin temperature. Slow the heartbeat to something a sensor would read as ambient noise rather than a living thing. From the outside, we registered as human. Or as nothing at all. We called it The Switch.

Everything was normal at first, just walking, then some conversations here and there. But soon they started seeing more tall tress and flowers. Luna tensed up at the sound of a loud squeal. Adrenaline kicking into her bloodstream as her eyes frantically s an for any sign of danger. Only breathing a sign of relief when they fell on Daliah. Squealing and jumping in front of a red big flower. She'd say it's the biggest flower she had ever seen in her life. "It's a Refflesia Arnoldii." She looked back at the team with glowing eyes. Croaking a brow at the confused expression they all shared. "Refflesia Arnoldii....the biggest flower in the world."

“Blake?” “Yes?” He turned to look at me, his eyes soft and attentive. “You never told me how the battle ended.” He stopped and replied, “Well, we gained a new ally pack, the Pine Forest Pack in Ontario. After they withdrew their troops from the battle, we were easily able to overpower both the Silver Moon Pack and the Bois Sombre Pack. They withdrew their troops not long after. However, Alpha Édouard’s still alive and remains a threat. Although, I’d say it’ll be another few years before he tries to attack us again.”

“Both the flower and the fruits are important, depending on its intended use. The flower, as you know, has excellent healing properties. The fruit, however…” “What of it?” Archer asked, his curiosity piqued by the gravity of the tone of her voice. “Why, it is one of the most potent poisons known to men. It causes slow, inevitable death, and the only antidote is the flower itself. It is almost impossible to detect, because it leaves neither taste nor smell. That is why many dishonorable men desire to have access to this plant, to be used as a kind of weapon. Fortunately, obtaining it is not an easy feat. The Bastion is rare, very rare. In fact, Grandmother Maude believes that this Bastion in