Dahlia Hawthorne Novels & Stories

Her presence and their vigorous night had wrapped around him, calm and comforting, until his in-built resistance had crumbled, and he’d succumbed to sleep. Dahlia. He knew the name was fake. A charming, creative alias she’d chosen for herself to keep from giving who she really was away. But still, he couldn’t help but think that she had picked the perfect name, because the Dahlia flower stood for beauty, kindness, resilience, love, dignity— all qualities he had sensed within her, even in their short time together. The werewolf felt a fierce urge rise in him. He had to find her. There was something about her, and no, it wasn’t just because he had fallen asleep for the first time in a long whi

He was holding an exquisitely wrapped bouquet of light blue daisies. Holly stood up and smiled at Abelin. "I brought you cake, Abel." Abelin's sharp features turned gentle instantly as he smiled at her. Even without the cake, he was happy enough to see her here. He handed her the bouquet and said, "I recall that you liked a type of wildflower called marigold. You enjoyed making flower crowns out of them and wearing them on your head. "I couldn't find any marigolds anywhere, so I bought these similar-looking daisies instead. Do you like it?"

I don't want to be a flower anymore". "What do you want to be, sister?" " A Dahlia..." NOTE: DAHLIA IN ARABIC IS NOT A FLOWER BUT A TERM TO DESCRIBE BIG RAISIN OF FIG TREES, THE ONES THAT ARE SO TANGLED? OLD? AND STRONG. A QUESTION? DO YOU LIKE THESE LONG CHAPTERS OR DO YOU PREFER THAT MAKE THEM SHORTER? THANK YOU FOR READING, PLEASE DON'T FORGET TO COMMENT.

Hearing Dahlia's words, Mayor Phil glanced at her with curiosity as his eyes were squinting at her, looking at her from top to bottom, trying to recognize who she was. Mayor Phil's face was flabbergasted as he looked at Dahlia with widened eyes. “You're Dahlia, aren't you?” A wide yet gentle smile appeared on Dahlia's face as she nodded her head at him. “That's right, I am Dahlia, the daughter of the Hail Family.” Mayor Phil's eyes slightly shook but he still managed to squeeze out his smiles while gesturing them to get inside of his house. “You grew up so well. I haven't seen you for years.” Mayor Phil smiled gently as he exaggerated the time when he hadn't seen Dahlia.

And Xander looked like he was one second away from murdering both of them. Alaia saw the situation escalating and stepped up to the group, taking Xander’s hand. “Good Morning, Gentlemen.” “Good Morning, Luna,” they both replied with slight nods of their heads. “I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation. It’s quite the predicament, isn’t it?” “Yes, Luna, it is. But he’s too boneheaded to listen to reason!” “There’s no need for all of that, Benjamin. Since I’m here, though, I was wondering. What do the two of you think of dahlias? They are a beautiful flower with the most amazing coloring. A perfect mix of roses and daisies in my opinion.”

‘Good morning my name is Ivory hemming I’m a water elemental, the ice type and also in my first year, I’m sure we’ve all being briefed on what we’re doing in Buklime mountain’ Ivory sais heading straight to business. They all nodded, Ivory saw two familiar faces and her heart almost leaped out of her chest. It was the guy and girl whom were with Alfred two days ago. Ivory quickly looked somewhere else when she saw the guy staring at her, it was a little bit embarrassing. ‘I’ll introduce everyone, we’ve all introduced ourselves before you got here’ Natasha said to ivory ‘this is Chevy Sinclair a second year and a phase two witch’. He waves at ivory who in turns smiles carefully. ‘This is Nara

he said in worry. “Don’t remind me,” I groaned. “I can see that you’d give it all up for her though. We’re a hundred percent behind you,” he assured. “I’m going to need your support, so thanks,” I smiled. “Anytime man!” he replied before that smell of lavender and cherries wrapped my senses. I watched Dahlia come down the stairs with Angelina. She was dressed in yet another green dress that perfectly matched her eyes. “Hey,” she beamed when she saw me. I was more than happy when she came to hug me.

At the rate she was going, she would be lucky to make four months. Dalya was still sleeping, and Katalea didn’t want to wake her. Using a trick she had learned from Dakari she conjured a cattleya flower. This beautiful orchid is where her mother had picked her name. It looked so pretty lying by her new sister, Katalea conjured a dozen more and put them in a vase next to the bed. She made a mental note to call her mother and catch up, and left the room. She didn’t notice the tear slide down Dalya’s face.

"Are you serious…like right now?" Daisy asked as she stared at the clock. "Please." Wade's voice was laced with sadness. "Alright, 32 minutes it is." ************************************************ Moments later, Daisy Hunter is standing in front of the opulent door of Roberto's mansion. She stood admiring the garden and the whole mansion. As she stepped up again to ring the doorbell for the 5th time, the door opened immediately, revealing Mrs Angela, Wade's mom. "Are you the waitress from Splat Burger?" Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter.

he said without looking up. “Unfortunately.” Sienna smiled tightly. “Shall we try again?” “Fine,” I sighed, sitting back down. “Let’s just get this over with.” “Let’s talk flowers then,” she said brightly. “Peonies, gardenias, orchids—” “I like black dahlias.” Both Nikolai and Sienna blinked at me. “Black... dahlias?” Sienna echoed. “They symbolize betrayal, death, and warning,” I said cheerfully. “Perfect for a wedding built on threats and revenge.”