Novel & Cerita Dahlia Mystic Fantasy

“Happy New Year, Dahlia.” Happy New year Bram”

DANE I had seen Dahlia leaving in a hurry. Since she had received that parcel in the morning she had been lost in thought. Even when I had needed her signature she had been lost in thought. I had pretended I didn’t remember last night, and it was for the best. It had been an intoxicated mistake. I don’t even know why I kissed her, even if she was a sexy doll. She was still a rich spoilt princess. The more I said that the more it felt unconvincing.

(Venal POV) I went back to the shop for the real purpose of our visit. To talk to the woman. I found the two women serving our men with milk tea. I just nodded when they stared at me. “Where did you go?” The woman greeted me vigorously. She has had this lively aura around her ever since we first met. Her name is Dahlia Amelia. Like the flower, she makes a place more beautiful. I smiled at her. Generally, the significance of Dahlia flowers is positive. Perhaps the most common of all is finding inner strength, which roots back to the plant’s ability to withstand harsh conditions.

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

"I don't know what you're talking about?" Stella coldly pulled the corner of her lips into a smile. "Safflower, wisteria, deer musk, ephedra, sophora... These herbs sound familiar?" Dahlia stared at her and did not speak. "You didn't want me to get pregnant, so you drugged me. You made me not being able to bear children. Dahlia, did you really think you could fool everyone?" On the other side of the phone, Keegan pursed his lips tightly while his expression was extremely sullen. Aldor, who was at the side, did not dare to breathe too hard.

the Enchantress blessed the Nightingale as they bid their farewells. When the Nightingale entered, the portal vanished. The Enchantress summoned her servant. "As usual, bring those hundred individuals to the examination palace." One hundred souls to examinate... One hundred souls to compete for their desires... While Dahlia was content, she raced for pleasure and won by accident due to her competitiveness. “Oops,” Dahlia became a Nightingale… While Dahlia was on the race, seventeen years had passed in her world where Sebastian and K Whatever were staying.

Beside it sat a small BBQ pavilion shaded by wooden beams, with a long stone counter and comfortable seating. It looked like a place meant for gatherings. For laughter. For life. Yet what caught Dahlia's attention most was the garden. Dahlias bloomed everywhere. Rows upon rows of them in soft harmony— crimson, coral pink, ivory-peach. Her favorite. Her chest tightened. She remembered mentioning them once— only once— during a quiet evening years ago. He hadn't been listening. At least…she had always believed he wasn't. She could still remember the bored look on his face that evening. The cold, "Mm" he murmured at intervals.

He even wanted to have her now. “Did you prepare all of these?” Kendra blushed, looking away immediately. “Do you like it?” Lendon calmly asked. “Yes.” Kendra smiled politely, nodding. She couldn’t deny the joy she had after looking at the beautiful arrangements. “Are you touched?” Lendon asked again. “What?!” Kendra was stunned. She was not touched at all but amazed by these things laid in front of her eyes. “Curtis said that women love these things.” Lendon guided her to the table and took a bunch of blue Gypsophila paniculata, “How do you feel now?”

DAHLIA : The High Priestess; a person believed who had lived thousands of years ago. She participated in the war and used the power of the wish granter to have a land for humans. Dotoria worshipped her like a deity despite her humanity. For them, she was an angel sent by heaven. For other races, she was a cheater who stole the wish granter from the competition and made her own rules. She was a brave human for ones, a villain for others. Personally, I wasn’t attracted that much to her story. However, I was interested in her ability to see the shadows.

INTRODUCTION Ayla is just a simple girl, everyone loves her because of her nice attitude and gorgeous face. Her life is just simple not until she meet the man that will change her life, the man that she will love. She’s even willing to do everything for him, including being his beautiful mistake. PROLOGUE Beautiful scenery and cold air caresses my skin. The different kind of flowers and bird noises gives me comfort. This is the kind of silence I want. I am not the kind of girl who believes in love, for me love is a lust, hormones and being made my by our mind and think that it was love.