Bunga Teratai Putih Salju Novels & Stories

A few weeks passed uneventfully until the season of the island gradually changed. Winter was close, and it could be felt in the chilly air. Flakes of snow began to drop from the sky, tiny silver flakes that melted the moment they touched the ground. The sky turned really cloudy, hiding the sun behind a thick curtain of fluffy white clouds. Layla who had never seen snow in her entire life was ecstatic at the sight of the silver flakes. She stretched her hand over the balcony in Riven's room and tried to capture the tiny flakes that fell from the sky.

She was beautiful too and White. Rafe imagined her in the winter. The winter chill settling in and the snowflakes falling softly from the sky. In the distance, a small figure would emerge, the snowflakes would rest lightly on her shoulders and hair. As she would move closer, it would become evident that the figure is a woman. Her beauty would be captivating, a perfect combination of grace and strength. Her long, dark hair would be cascaded down her back like a river of silk, and her eyes the clearest blue, like two sapphires sparkling in the light.

"You can be such a brat you know. But I love you anyway. Just be out front waiting for me." Takeyasu ended the call and began to do the research he needed for Akiaya. He decided to send her the wrong flowers for two weeks to her office. On the last day he wanted them to send her several dozen bouquets of her favorite flowers. Time went by slowly as he waited for Takamasa to show up. He managed to find twelve flowers he planned on sending her. Aster, Pink camellia, Red camellia, White carnation, White clover, Gardenia, Heliotrope, Blue hyacinth, White jasmine, Morning glory, Yarrow, Red rose, and Lavender. He went into his notes to jot down the flowers and their meanings. Then decided to send

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.

Today is already twenty-nine, the turn of the eye has been fast into the depth of winter, the white fog city this side of the sea is farther away, the sky has drifted up a piece of white snow, the whole white fog city, become silver wrapped. Looking at the pieces of white snow flying, Xiao Duan can not help but think of Li Muxue again, "The flowers of grass and trees are more than five out, the only snowflake is six out, so the snowflake also has a name, called the Undeclared Flower ......" Now that she and Big Brother Yifeng are in the Kunlun Sect, they should all be fine ......

The crisp, cool fragrance poured out of the room like liquid moonlight—like powdered snow falling on her shoulders, her hair, and her lashes. Trista stood at the entrance, frozen for a second. The edges of the stage were encrusted with white roses, their petals layered to form a soft, organic boundary. Every tier of the champagne tower was encircled by blooms, the crystal glasses reflecting the petals until it looked as if a tiny piece of white moonlight was submerged in every drink. The floor—she could barely find a place to step—was evenly blanketed in white rose petals, looking like a fresh snowfall that had only occurred within these four walls.

Despite his labor and the madness of his quest, he pressed on, driven by a relentless desire. As he ascended, wild plants and thorns cut into him, leaving scratches and blood, but he pressed forward undeterred. Eventually, he reached the summit, took a deep breath, and gazed at the scattered flowers on the pristine snow. He marveled at the rare edelweiss, Switzerland's national flower, which only grows in small quantities on the highest peaks. Carefully, he laid out a cloth and began to gather the delicate, translucent white flowers.

Qri glanced briefly at Emma's expression, gently asking. "A pot of Sea Blossoms." The weather was warm, perfect for flowers to bloom. It wasn't surprising. Emma frowned, glancing at Luther, who had led in someone carrying the Sea Blossom. At a glance, she knew it was a masterpiece. The Sea Blossom flowers were starting to bloom, a vibrant shade of red resembling lipstick. Most were already in full bloom, petals intermingling gracefully, creating a beautiful contrast of shades. The backdrop of the leaves was exquisite, too, with a light and refined green complementing the red perfectly. It was as if the red was floating over the green background, creating an indescribably enchanting scene.

“These are…” “White Promise flowers. Very rare, and apparently very expensive to even cultivate. I’ve never seen one in white before, but when I asked Alicia about what it meant she told me that it is….” “To ward off evil and foul spirits,” Zane completed for me, eyes turning cold.

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."