Bunga Azalea Biru Novels & Stories

“So, what’s the plan? Are we going with the Classic Royale concept, or something more contemporary for the year-end event?” Auri let out a quiet breath, studying her latest sketch. “I think Timeless Elegance suits them better, Gia. They want something luxurious, but not overly extravagant. I’m planning to use white calla lilies as the main focus, paired with deep blue hydrangeas.” “Deep blue? Won’t that be hard to source in large quantities for the end of the year?” Gia asked, taking a sip of her tea.

The environment here was tranquil, with a sea of flowers blanketing a secluded valley. There was a river in the valley, and in the distance, there was a pristine snow mountain. As it wasn't the peak tourist season, there were few visitors, but the flowers along the road were exceptionally vibrant. Melanie walked deeper into the field. Suddenly, in a large area filled with camellias, she spotted a bluish-purple flower. Blue poppy! Her eyes widened slightly. This rare flower only bloomed in Azure City, and this was her first time seeing it in person.

On reaching outside his house was a stunning sight, right in front of the little manor he stayed in was a medium-sized garden filled with only flowers and vegetables, twirling flowers, crawling ones, ones as tall as trees mingled with lovely vegetables of various sizes and shapes, large pumpkins, glowing tomatoes, green spinaches, and broccoli, ripened onions hidden within the ground but with healthy leaves that screamed its near maturity. The marguerite lilies swaggered around looking as peaceful as ever, the candelas beamed at him with their huge eye, the jasmine not being left out outspread its pretty white petals and Feral felt his mood liven up a bit. He plucked up a blue rose which he

White Spike Weed. It only blooms this way at dawn, so it’s the best time to find it. I place the flowers in the basket and cast my eyes over the other beautiful flowers nature offers me this morning. My attention settles on a little Bluenette that has unfortunately seen better days, its petals beginning to turn from a vibrant blue to a dull shade of gray. I frown as I look at the little guy. The flower itself is pretty worthless in terms of its magical or medicinal properties; however, it’s always one I have admired for its sheer beauty. I place my fingertips on the decaying petals and channel my energy towards them, letting myself feel nature’s powerful lifeblood run through me. After a few

“Looks too much like poison hemlock, and it doesn’t taste good enough to risk the mistake.” He growls low and says, “All right. Give that back here.” He takes the Queen Anne’s Lace, tosses it into the field, and picks me a new flower. “What’s this one?” I take the delicate stem that he nearly crushed to a pulp when plucking it. “That’s Blue-Eyed Mary.” “Can it kill you?” I giggle. “No, it’s just pretty to look at.” I pair it with the aster. The blue and purple complement each other well.

I could still smell the lingering sweet but alluring scent of lemons. The room was like that of Azalea, or even better. It was painted in royal blue. Everything from the curtains, to the bed spread and the rug on the floor was royal blue with a little touch of white. All in all, the room was fit for a princess or a queen even.

Not far away, there were also enchanting blue butterfly pea flowers. "Wow, they really are beautiful," Moza agreed with a smile. "Does the Little Miss want some?" "Yes!" Abigail answered enthusiastically. Moza picked a pink canna lily and gave it to Abigail. However, Abigail wasn't satisfied yet. She picked a smaller blue butterfly pea flower herself and handed it to Moza. "This is for Auntie. Wear it on your ear so you’re pretty like a princess," she pleaded with wide eyes. Moza was touched. Carefully, she tucked the blue flower behind her right ear. "Thank you, sweetheart."

“Sebastian.” “Sebastian,” Seb smirked. “I like the way that sounds from you, Alexander.” “What? Don’t call me Alexander,” Alex laughed. “It sounds weird coming from you.” “Now that I think about it,” Seb said, moving even closer towards Alex. “Why in the world did you tell me your name was Blue? I get if you wanted to lie about your name but Blue just sounds so random so why Blue?” Feeling colour creep towards his cheek, Alex looked into Seb’s blue eyes. “It’s a secret.”

I would come down from the tree and run to her saying it was too strong for my bones to break with a simple fall, even having gone through bad, I did not change my way because had my mother with me, now without her my world is gray, without expectations for a possible future where it is happy. Leave aside my memories and went to pluck a fruit that has blue color, the tree is called Azela, has yellowish leaves, the fruits have a sweet taste but in the end when it will swallow a sour taste fills your mouth, have to swallow quickly so that it does not worsen the taste.

Marissa POV. Walking beside Kai as we reach the area where the Ice Lily grows, I’m in awe at the sight of the flowers in bloom. The scent is sweet with a bite of cold. My eyes widen at the sight. I move closer as I go to my knees in front of one. I reach out to touch it but draw my hand back. The petals are icy blue with white edging; the stem is white. The filaments are white grading up to blue and the anther is white. I close my eyes as I breathe in the fragrance. It’s harmless in this state. It smells like a crisp winter’s morning after the first snow.