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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."

“It’s wolfsbane. Not only does the plant represent hatred and signifying to be careful, it is toxic to humans; especially werewolves. One drop of this shit and it’s lights out,” “Okay,” I spoke as silence danced between us all, my head rising up. “So we have a dagger that represents all things angry and toxic plants, maybe it’s a ceremonial dagger? I mean, witches are all about ceremonies.” “That’s what I thought!” Chelsa smiled, her eyes meeting mine. “That would make the most sense because if it is the prophecy-”

I quickly covered Steven's mouth and whispered, "Steven, can you speak a little quieter?" I blushed shyly when Steven said it without any secrecy. I turned around and saw that all eyes were on us. I bowed my head apologetically and hurriedly covered my embarrassed face with my hands. Steven pulls my hand away and kisses my palm, he says in a low and overpowering voice that knocks me off balance. His eyes sparkled with all his appreciation. "I also love the Tulip, but not for its beauty, but for its meaning. This flower symbolizes fame, wealth, and perfect love. Perhaps because it blooms in the spring, when the darkness of the winter days is erased, the Tulip has also become a symbol of etern

I hope his plan will work. Alexia's Point of View * KKRRRRRIIIIIINNNNGGGG * An alarm clock wakes me up. I tapped it and sit on my bed, eyes are still closed. *Blink* -__o *Blink* o__- What? 0__0 Flowers? I immediately pick it up the black roses. Who's dead? Arrgg! Nathan is annoying me again. -- Dear Alexia, Black may not be the first color that comes to mind when celebrating love and friendship, but black roses actually symbolize rebirth and new beginnings. I hope you're okay now.

special. "Just you?" I don't know if that's an answer or a question. He just grinned and went straight to the monitor. "What design do you want?" I thought about it, and I decided to have the Gladiolus flower tattooed on me since it typically symbolizes honor and remembrance. But it has many other meanings too such as: Strength of character. Faithfulness, sincerity, and integrity. It's just so perfect for me. "Gladiolus. You know that?" My answer.

You are nothing without me. The marigold slipped from the box and landed on the floor unceremoniously. I crouched to pick it up. I remember how my mother lost her shit every time we kept on getting marigolds for my Dad’s death anniversary from an anonymous sender. How she would shove it down the trash cash and yell at me that Marigolds meant despair and grief, but in some cultures, they represented the power of the dead to speak. To haunt. Tanya definitely didn’t send flowers out of sentiment. This was a threat dressed as poetry.

They all represented all the gifts of every birth flower of each month of the year too. These four flowers were Roses, Lilac, Baby Breath, and the Pink Angel-Lotus. *Roses: They hold the power of love, beauty, dreams, protection, courage, enchantment, purity and innocence. *Lilac: The same color as my eyes. My most powerful gift as a white witch is that when I use my power for good, it becomes even stronger. When evil attacks it, it becomes even stronger and overpowers the darkness. This is exactly what the Liliac does. It banishes all bad energies, malevolent spirits or entities. It feeds off the bad energy, becoming stronger and more powerful.

Alec couldn’t speak in too much irritation and probably, anger. His eyes were so dark and it was almost red, like the color of evil itself. The color of blood and war. The color of death. Yes, red can symbolize love like that of a rose. But it could symbolize many things such as what I have mentioned already.

She roams around the garden smelling flowers as I watch her from where I sat. When she is content, she comes and joins me on the bench with a white rose in her hand. “White rose, I hear they represent purity.” She smiles looking at the rose. “It also represents innocence, young love, and loyalty.” Loyal is what Liam is not, young love, I like that one for us. “I didn’t know that but now that I know, I think I love white roses as well now.” She laughs.

Ariane’s POV "What if we create a special bouquet to remember those beautiful moments?" Rani suggested, lifting a bunch of white lilies symbolizing purity and hope. I smiled, feeling a new spirit within me. "That’s a great idea, Rani. Let’s create something beautiful." We began to arrange the flowers with love, creating a bouquet that was not only visually stunning but also rich in meaning. Each flower we chose represented a memory we wanted to preserve, and when we finished, the bouquet looked like a colorful rainbow, a symbol of hope amidst sadness.