Character Blossom Novels & Stories

Is it a coincident? ''With their warm, vibrant tones, orange roses symbolise enthusiasm and desire. If someone is looking for a way to express admiration and attraction—with an underlying message of passion and excitement, they'll send you a bouquet filled with these fiery blooms.'' She breathes out, smiling as she eyes each of the orange roses, ''I haven't seen him for quite some time, I'm not so sure if his interest has changed.'' ''I'm pretty sure they remain the same,'' I reply. She turns to me, ''It's beautiful how your name is Rose. Have you met my son, Elia?''

Mark reminds him. “Throw shirts on and let’s go,” Tyson is moving and we get behind him. “Roses are so standard, NO,” Tyson snaps at Wesley. “Marcella is wild and headstrong.” “What flowers are those?” I ask standing in a flower warehouse. “We need Mimosa Flowers, Freesias, Gladiolus, and Strelitzia,” He tells us. “We will decorate each post with each flower, Mimosas are the symbol of feminism. Freesias mean Freedom, Gladiolus means strength, and Strelitzia immortality. Like love should be.”

After a brief silence, detective Jones broke the silence and asked "what do you think maria?“ “About what?” “This, of course!” detective Jones said increasing his tone. “Calm down partner. Anyways, I think we're dealing with a nasty serial killer that has an obsession with flowers” Maria joked. “It's not just that. But wait, I think am beginning to get the pieces, according to the woman, a white rose represents chastity and purity,now a blood stain on it would mean what? The chastity or purity have been stained and how is that possible?”

Ivory smirked when she saw Mari panicking; she smiled at her class mates who in turn clapped as she returned to her seat. The next person was Natasha. ‘Hello everyone my name is Natasha Colby, my father is knight Colby’ Natasha said. Collective gasps could be heard, everyone knew the story of how knight Colby rose to fame, he went from grass to grace. ‘I’m proficient in literature, calligraphy and embroidery’. Everyone clapped as Natasha went back to her seat. At last everyone had introduced themselves.

Rossi caresses his thumb over the petals as he goes explaining the meaning of each flower he put up in the bouquet. “Purple hyacinth for forgiveness, spring crocus for repentant hearts. Daffodils for rebirth and new beginnings rose as a symbolism of love and, last but not least, baby’s breaths for sincerity.” “I am confident, Mr. Reed, that whoever you will give this bouquet to will forgive you in an instant.” Rossi twirled around to face him, his hand waving in the air to emphasize the point he was making. “Gracias for your efforts, Mr. Rossi. Grace will take care of the accounts,” Dylan responded courteously.

Goddess, how I can possibly resist not taking her body? I decided for a casual look with jeans and a T-shirt, I figured Kiera wouldn't have many options, and our plans for the night didn't demand anything too fancy anyway. Hustling back to the barracks, a vibrant bunch of pear blossom flowers caught my eye. "Perfect!" I plucked a few from in front of a random house, reminiscing about my mom's tales that claimed they symbolized friendship, carrying whispers of purity, love, and longevity.

Don't you see the plum blossoms? Cassie looked back and saw that she was indeed standing at a stall selling plum blossoms. She had just been in a daze and her eyes were also staring at the stall. 'Truth be told, I don't like it...' Cassie smiled embarrassedly and sneezed violently. Before she could even utter the word Plum Blossom, Javen’s murderous gaze was already fixed on her. 'You said that you like Plum Blossom very much, right?' Cassie came to her senses and nodded like a chick pecking at rice. 'Yes, I like plum blossoms very much.'

How did it get there? Rain stared down at the rose she had found by her bedside the second the woke up. The scent drifting in the air and causing her to smile. It reminded her of her time in the cabin and Rain didn’t realize how much she missed waking up to the comforting scent of roses until this one was brought to her. Rain silently wondered with a smile, would they still let her go back to the cabin or did Alexander plan to have her stay in the mansion permanently?

Dwight said while smiling. The elder nodded with relaxing beam. "Yes please tell her. And also," he looked at his assistant, Isaac, before he added few words. "Please give this flower to Maxine." Isaac, who is standing at the side, then placed a bouquet of flower on the table. The 8-petals flower has a rich deep brown color. This is the first time Dwight saw this kind of flower. "This flower's name is Chocolate Cosmos,” Lanceil introduced to the curious young man. “Beside it's color, it emits fragrance of chocolate."

The elder, heart aching, still had to ask, "Are you sure this will stop them from unleashing chaos?" "It's made from the World Tree. Their connection's cut, so they can't." That was the reply. The Demons' commander scoffed and said, "You're harsh with your own wives. Almost admirable, in a demonic way." "The Twin Blossoms of Ruin deserve nothing less," Rein said. Blood tears fell from my eyes; my every memory of Rein turned to dust and echoes. However, even with their research, those two harbored doubts. So, Rein leaned in close and whispered, "This is just to buy time. I swear I'll come to the Demon World to save you."