Cordelia Flower Novels & Stories

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

he said excitedly to the others. The one with black hair closed his eyes, covering the irises that were the same color as the night sky. “She’s here,” he said in a whisper. He turned to the other three, a grin on his face, and continued, “The Moonflower.”

There was no grass, and only bitter winds blew. The only visible things were the flowers growing on both sides of the road, appearing extremely beautiful and lush. Those were red spider lilies, also known as lycoris radiata, or the corpse flower. It was said the flowers bloom for a thousand years and withered for another thousand years, so the flowers and leaves never meet. Love transcended karma, and destiny dictated life and death. It was said to be the flower of the underworld, growing by the banks of the river of oblivion. It was beautiful, ominously so.

These flowers, delicately attached to pearls for added weight, were tossed into the open windows of the carriage as a symbol of admiration and luck. The oxyplant flowers, known for their luminescent beauty and enchanting fragrance, filled the carriage with a captivating aura. Each blossom boasted an array of vibrant colors, ranging from azure blues to coral pinks, captivating the senses of the princesses. The delicate petals shimmered as they caught the dappled light filtering through the water, casting an ethereal glow within the carriage. The sweet scent of the flowers enveloped Nerissa and Madissa, filling their hearts with a sense of joy and gratitude.

Alpha Ethan told the council. "Yes, at first I thought this medicinal plant was in our land, but I just received information from Elder Sofia," Cora said as she looked at the smiling Elder Sofia, "she said this plant is called the rosella flower. It grows well in Florida, and we will go there. I hope you all support us. This trip is long and time-consuming," Cora continued. "If it's for the best, we'll support you, Alpha Ethan, Luna Cora," Beta Noah replied. The rest of the council nodded.

Stacey replies. "Mia said that she would come later," Jess said, as they walked together. **I hope she doesn't** May thought. "No way!! Guys come to check this out" one of the blonde from another class called and in answer, they went towards her. "Hey girl, what's up," Stacey asked "It's Linda" she replied. "Sorry, Linda! What's up?" Jess corrects herself. "This plant, it's a_ an Asterian flame Lily or blood flower," Linda says as she plucks the red flower with golden yellow pollen buds.

and unlocked the door. He moved her going away from him...he was looking at her without blinking and taking in her beautiful and gorgeous self.. Her white coat that is her pride and signifies her hardwork to her patients, was held in her one hand... Her purse in other hand... A stethoscope, that was, is and maybe will be her favourite jewellery that she always carried around with her, was around her neck.... She was beauty with brains in herself. A perfect combination... No wonder his mom loves her more than him and would stay unhappy everytime Kiara or anyone bought up the topic of their marriage ceremony to be held...

Silver Dawn. The sixth Circle in the seven-Circle structure that organized our world, sorted us by ability, by gift, by what the bloodline carried down through generations whether anyone asked it to or not. The Circles were not a hierarchy, not the way outsiders sometimes assumed when they heard the numbering. They were a taxonomy. Here is what you can do. Here is where you belong. Here is how you serve. The sorting happened young, around the first shift, when the body declared itself and the Circle elders came to look and wrote down what they saw.

We lost the ability to read the writing on the old standing stones, but we can still feel her here, her power and magnificence. Nothing grows in the circle except grass, and on the very edge of the clearing, a little purple flower that doesn’t grow anywhere else on the property, and never dies. We call them The Goddess Garland, and when we bring a new wolf into the light, the she-wolves will fashion a crown from the flowers and their stems for the new wolf. We believe the mysterious little flowers bring us closer to The Goddess. I shift to human, bend over, and pick one of the flowers before I walk to the middle of the circle. I look up at the nearly full moon. “Why are you doing this?” I as

He held the power to bring a smile to my face when I was going through unbearable pain. It glowed lighter. revealing a pair of eyes, it was also a part of a burning fire. My lower lip trembles from all the emotions consuming me, he was here he was holding me. I couldn't speak and just stared at him. A black wing sparking with an amber glow rested on my forehead and a bright red flower landed on my chest, cracking sparkles around it. I had read about it in the Herbology book. FlammaFlos! It's a powerful plant and the Queen of Faerie guards them. I saw Cassandra but her sight wasn't clear. It's given for a new life.