Dahlia Hawthorne Novels & Stories

I take in my surroundings at once to see that I’m in a garden-like cottage with trees and flowers scattered around. A healer must have lived here, I reason, plucking the flower the leaf came from and recognizing it at once. It’s Ghost Dahlia, a rare flower with healing powers. It’s said to be extinct, so what is it doing here? I pluck the dead-like flower, which blossoms into a beautiful yellow flower in my hands. Legend says it only blossoms for the pure-hearted, which warms my heart. “The moon goddess has come to our aid, and you must save me with the flower,” Bailey says, and I feel a pang in my chest. “I do not know how much time I have left, and the potion you took is just temporary,” s

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”

To make them believe that they are truly with bait. The fresh local honey will be the decoy, the potion will disguise as a honey drink given by the bait. Alstroemeria is a flower that she will blend because it means love and strength. Forget-Me-Nots as the sign of not forgetting that they are trapped without them realizing it. While the Red Dahlia represents the power that the potion holds and Rhododendrons symbolizes that the bait is in danger, a danger they never knew and will never escape unless they were given the antidote.

Yohan asked. “We’re sure enough that not many people know her by her face, that’s her biggest asset and advantage. So people don’t really know that she died… if she died.” Theo pointed out. “She was already dead for a few minutes, it’s damn near impossible they could have revived her. Was it a bad idea I sent her corpse back?” “If she did, do you think she’s trying to get back at us for doing what we did?” Oswald asked, needing a few more drinks to loosen up.

I don’t want anymore surprise visits. Dahlia cleared her throat loudly, not looking pleased at the little exchange that went on between my pet and I. That’s another reason why Dahlia and I can never work out. She was a very possessive witch. Back then I thought it was hot, but I know better now. She had murdered many human females who dared to look my way back when we were a “couple” and didn’t bat an eyelash. In fact, it gave her pleasure to know that there was one less female on the earth who had an interest in me.

It is full of chocolate, letters, flowers, and other things in a romantic way. She is what every man desires. She's pretty, smart, and has a body of a model. Small waist, big bust, big bum, small face, and not to mention she's 5'6 while I'm 4'11. Not like other beautiful and famous girls, Hilary is such a humble and kind person. Also, the power and money she holds, she's rich and her family owns a famous company in this city. Just imagine how perfect she is? This how good Hilary's life is.

Her long, flowing hair was elegantly styled, with loose curls cascading down her back, and a tiara adorned her head, adding a touch of regal splendor to her ensemble. As Maria entered the studio, her eyes were drawn to a group of familiar faces: Li-lah, Julia, Natalia, and their dance partners. They stood together, their smiles radiant and genuine. In their hands, they held a beautifully decorated cake, its frosting a work of art adorned with delicate sugar flowers.

Dahlia admitted to Daisy and even frowned her face upon the thought that Lucius was in the same group as her. Daisy sighed deeply and remained quiet for a little while as she was checking to see the encouraging words she was going to say to Dahlia. And after 15 seconds had passed, Daisy immediately said to Dahlia, "Don't think about that, Dahlia. Do you know what I want you to think about? I want you to think about the advantages you're going to get when you eventually win this contest".

She clapped her hands as if she was pleased, "His grandfather really has eyes." My cheeks heated when I understood what she meant. "I'm Yekatherina, but you can call me Yeka. It's nice to finally have another female apart from Anya," she said and held out her hand. "Rosaline, but you can call me Rose," I shook it. "That's great. I'm Alexei's close friend and his assassin," she said with pride. She was beautiful with her straight blonde hair and bottle green eyes. She was slim and tall, taller than me.

I watch as they move, walking around I spot him instantly, my eyes going to the people he is with. I don’t want to walk to him, he stands smiling at me waiting, but I feel like walking back out. Standing I look at my parents and force my legs to walk, getting to them Calix smiles at me. “I will give you some space.” Calix walks away and I stand facing my parents. “You look well Merlinda.” “I’m Daisy, not Malinda.” I’m not the child they sold. “How are you, you seem to have settled with the Devil’s well.” I glance behind me to where they are watching me. What are they doing? Turning I look at my parents.