Crimson Rain Sought Flower Novels & Stories

Brandon said, "please, come in." "Thank you very much.” And without further ado, she managed to enter the house. All she found in her path were just flowers, flowers and more flowers. Those flowers that filled that room with a beautiful aroma. For a moment, Crystal couldn't believe what she was seeing, red and white was the color that reigned there, and the more she walked, the faster Crystal's heart was beating.

Wasn't it excessive to ask a child to gather a specific flower alone in a dangerous forest? "Crinum flowers have numerous benefits and uses. The petals are commonly used to make energy recovery potions and high-level healing potions. The essence of the flower can be used to heal internal organ diseases. And if they are sold, Crinum flowers have a high value. Unfortunately, Crinum flowers only bloom once a year, during one season, and they can only be used when they're in full bloom. Usually, they have a time limit of just one day and one night. Sadly, I lost the flowers today."

That flower was the birthday gift he wanted most, but in our entire town, only the northernmost cliff had them. He tugged at my sleeve, his eyes brimming with tears. "Sister, please, this is my one tiny request. You'll grant it for me, won't you?" I could never refuse his pleading. Just as I reached the cliff edge, the storm struck without warning. Lightning split the night sky, and I spotted that beautiful moonlight flower. The moment I plucked it, the rock beneath my feet crumbled away. Clutching that flower, I plummeted into the deep ravine.

Krister asked, looking at his tablet still before walking to the back room. “Black? She doesn’t-- I mean didn’t wear anything else?” she asked, her eyebrows meeting in the middle confused. “Don’t tell me she’s one of those people…” “Yes, specifically black clothing. They’re hot in the day but you disappear in the night. That’s what she always said to me.” Krister disappeared in the back to get something whilst Rojean was left there to contemplate on her own how she was going to pull the act off if she was a bad liar herself.

Blake’s POV The great hall burned with light, brighter than I had ever seen it. Hundreds of candles glowed from chandeliers above, their flames mirrored in polished marble floors. Crimson banners cascaded down the high walls, stitched with gold thread that caught the firelight. Flowers—moonlilies and roses—perfumed the air until it was heavy, intoxicating. And at the heart of it all, walking toward me, was Amara. The crowd hushed as she entered. Her gown flowed like liquid sunlight, golden-brown silk threaded with silver that shimmered with each step. Her curls crowned with moonlilies, her dual-colored eyes shining, she was no longer only my mate. She was the embodiment of prophecy itself.

The man steps forward and, as he stands on the small path leading up to the house, the scene changes completely. Gone is the well-kept lawn with green grass and flowers on the side of a small path, no while the grass is still green, it is covered in red. The smell of blood in the air is quite thick. It has covered the entire lawn and the flowers on the side have been crushed and stomped on. There are still traces of bloody footprints leading out from the house and beyond. The man walks forward until he reaches the front door, which has been gaped open. The darkness inside seems more like the mouth of a monster.

Riheirk crouched, his muscles coiling under his dark leather brigandine, ready to drop into the fray. Then, a sudden shift in the wind completely shattered his focus. It wasn't the scent of a stag. It was a fragrance that had been seared into his memory ledger with white-hot iron. Rich, night-blooming jasmine, fresh wild heather, and a deep, pulsing current of pure, golden energy. Riheirk’s breath caught in his throat. He looked across the ravine, his sharp blue eyes piercing the gloom, and there she was. Brynn—or rather, her magnificent golden wolf, Solar.

They were red and shiny like jewels, reflecting the sunlight that came through the trees. Elara noticed the flowers too and recognized them. She turned to me and said, "Scarlett, look at these flowers. They're called Crimson Bloom. They can help heal wounds and injuries." I was curious and moved closer to see the beautiful Crimson Bloom. The petals were soft like velvet, and the stem had small thorns for protection. It seemed strong and alive, capturing my attention. "Tell me more, Elara," I asked with genuine interest. "How do these flowers help with healing?"

Brandon said, "please, come in." "Thank you very much.” And without further ado, she managed to enter the house. All she found in her path were just flowers, flowers and more flowers. Those flowers that filled that room with a beautiful aroma. For a moment, Crystal couldn't believe what she was seeing, red and white was the color that reigned there, and the more she walked, the faster Crystal's heart was beating.

I walked into the rain not minding if it's drenching my tuxedo, if only this rain could take away the pain in my heart right now, if only it could I was so fucking drench yet I walked to the parking lot still holding the flower tight, some part of my hair fall forward sticking to my face, "Ava please come to me I'm going crazy already'' I cried holding onto my car as I broke down in tears under the rain, the flower fell from my hand, "I'm sorry god I promise to threat Ava like a queen this time please send her to me let her forgive me I'm going crazy already please" I pleaded under the rain but just like the ocean the rain kept washing away my tears while the pain in my heart sting so bad