Chess Flowering Heart Novels & Stories

It was placed inside the box in the queen's heart area. According to the books about ancient midnight flowers, she read. The flower was to be placed at the center of the heart, that way. When it bloomed, the light from the moon which was pure would cleanse the person. Any illness would be cured. Getting closer to the glass box. Elina was confused, why was the flower with queen Isla? Did this mean the king wanted it to heal his mother? But she needed it for her sister.

She was too hungry and angry at Alaris to be anywhere he was. He annoyed her. “You loved it the first time. I thought you would be grateful for a second.” “Grateful?” She scoffed and he moved closer, as he freed her hand from her hair and tucked something heavy within her grip. “It is a Nightshade flower made of gold. My best one.” He would have given her a heart but he knew how that had gone the last time he gifted someone a heart. It had created an enmity that would last till the end of time.

Artemisia pulled some letters, admiring the gold of the back, there were drawings of leaves so delicate that the young woman could spend hours and hours watching it. Artemisia landed six cards in the middle of the sunflower table, Tinea turned the cards carefully, looking intently at them. In the first letter turned, the woman did not make a very good expression, the letter had a drawing of a flower similar to the belladonna flower, but a little different, below the drawing and was written in gold "Lily-of-the-black wind". The second letter had a drawing of a grayish trunk with pink flowers rising from it, below, also in golden letters, was written "Judas-tree".

When there’s finally a lull in drink orders, I walk over to Cassandra. “Hey, Cass, can I ask you something?” “Sure you can,” she says while wiping down the bar. “You love plants and gardening and all that jazz; could you tell me what flower this is?” I ask, pulling out my phone and showing her a picture of the flowers Jartre sent me. She glances at the picture and smiles, “Oh, those are beautiful! Those are called aster. Did someone give those to you?” “My boyfriend did,” I say, beam with pride, even though calling Jartre my boyfriend feels weird.

Keira POV As I approached the back door garden of the castle, I was immediately struck by the lovely plants that surrounded me. The crisp air of early autumn is infused with the sweet scent of blooming flowers, and the gentle rustling of fallen leaves underfoot. Golden yellow chrysanthemums nodded lazily in the breeze, while deep purple asters sway gently alongside delicate pink and white carnations. Clusters of tall, spiky purple Liatris added height and drama to the garden, and the bright red of scarlet sage blooms added a vibrant pop of color.

I study her face for a moment before reaching for the parcel beside me. The paper wrapping crinkles softly beneath my fingers as I begin opening it carefully. Aspyn leans slightly closer, anticipation practically shining in her eyes. When the wrapping finally parts fully, I lift the flower from within. It is smaller than most ordinary blossoms, almost delicate in appearance. Dark crimson petals curl inward around a black center dusted faintly with silver pollen. Beautiful. Deadly. Aspyn stares openly at it. “That?” she asks quietly. I smile faintly.

I move the chips even though there are quite a few, so I lean in and the gaze of the three men falls on my breasts Noah clicks his tongue inconvenience. You have two seconds to stop looking at her breasts or it will be the last thing you will look at, and I will give the blonde a nice necklace with all your eyes, he said. They look away immediately, their eyes shining with horror, which makes me laugh and Noah winks at me. The last card arrives, the dealer turns it over slowly, the guy from the bottom lets out a curse and he falls defeated into the chair. A king. Noah wins with a Four of Kings against a Full house type.

Is it something bad? I pressed my ear to it, but nothing. After a while of staring at it, I finally decided to open it. However, what I found inside, rendered me speechless… Inside were black dahlias. Elegant and ominous at the same time, a black card was attached with it. ‘You refused my deal. Now watch how fast the world burns — Alexander Veyrek.’ My eyes stared, frozen at the flowers, dumbfounded and shocked. What the bloody—!?

"But I cried anyway. When they transplanted Nathan's heart, I locked myself in the men's room the whole time, smoking and unable to stop my tears. Even Sue never managed to find me. "Also, the title of Mrs. Frost wasn't meant to be compensation… Because for me, you're the only one who can be my wife. "I now see Sue for what she truly is, but it's too little, too late. "I've fallen in love with you before I knew it, Wanda, even if telling you now is pointless." As he finished, I remembered that meteor shower that he had spent millions making for me. I crossed my fingers, making a wish as the shooting star left a fiery trail to the night sky.

The steady stream of them reminding me that next time I think Corbyn could care for me at all, could very well end in my death. That empty space in my chest keeps making the same mistakes as the organ that used to live there. Desperate. Pathetic. Devlin. I come across a room with vase after vase filled with flowers. Every one of them is intricate, some glass, some I assume could be real gold, but as I walk farther into the room, each card attached is in congratulations of the upcoming wedding. Some are filled with nothing but pristine-looking white roses, while others have a colorful combination of flowers I could never name, but one… one catches my eye.