Dahlia Sonic Bloom Novels & Stories

And in that reserved space, my fingers hovered over a piece of fabric, white and worn from so many nights of touch, draped over an obsidian hanger like a relic. Dahlia’s uniform. I plucked it off the hanger and felt the soft material in my fingers. My eyes fluttered to a close as I brought it up to my nose and inhaled deeply… that scent… a mixture of strawberries and some strange flower that triggered something in the farthese points of my memory. Intoxicating… maddening, fury inciting. “If you keep doing that you will bring damnation upon yourself much sooner, it will only cause your obsession to grow stronger,” Orion commented.

the woman asked in a confused tone. “No ma'am you've done nothing wrong. I'm looking for a particular type of rose, the white rose specifically. Do you have them in your collection.” Jones asked looking serious. The woman noticed the sudden change in his countenance while he asked this question. As she delayed a bit before finally giving her response. "Yes detective, I had only two plants and I sold them two weeks ago" “May I ask who you sold them to” Detective Jones replied. “It was a young woman in her twenties, she looked rich and was extremely beautiful, she really looked like my late daughter. I think she said something about gifting it to a friend” the woman replied with confidence.

The path wound between planters filled with specimens that grew in impossible colors—violets that shaded into silver, daffodils that bloomed in midnight blue, ivy that shifted between green and gold as the light touched it. "This is where Eleanor made her greatest breakthrough," Damien said, stopping before a circular bed planted with roses unlike any Iris had seen before. These blooms were larger than their earthly cousins, their petals layered in infinite complexity and radiating light so pure it seemed to contain the essence of captured moonbeams. "The heart of the moonlight garden."

At the rate she was going, she would be lucky to make 4 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.

The Blue roses looked like they belonged out of this world, Sonia walked closer to one of the bunch and wanted to pluck it "NO," John literally yelled on top of his lungs, Sonia froze in fear, turning around she looked at him with wide eyes "I'm sorry to scare you but these are poisonous roses, also as long as you are on this island, do not, I mean DO NOT attempt to pluck any flower or leaf, especially the blue rose," "Why is that?" asked Sonia

These events were meant for people with peculiar tastes, and his seemed very peculiar. I clenched the sheets tightly. “Can I at least know your name?” I asked. If I was going to let him use all of those things on me, I deserved to know his name. “Can you tell me yours?” “Dahlia,” I answered simply. He hummed. “A pretty, delicate flower. Dahlia…” He rolled my name off his tongue as if it were the most exotic thing he had ever said. “Now that you know mine, can I know yours?”

I followed it up with a string of laughing emojis while trying to contain my laughter from spilling out. Alexander: Well I doubt I'd hear anything today that'll beat this, nothing. Me: Suuuuuuuurrrrreeeeeeeeee Alexander: It's true though, nothing can beat any time I spend with you, anything you say to me, anything about you. My laughter transformed into a smile that I couldn't contain and a blush that spread like wildfire. Me: Don't flatter me, Doc. Alexander: Hopefully, it works. I like it when you blush. You looks so pretty like that.

He asked seriously, "Dr. Quinn, have you heard of the Bloom Seeds?" What? Brandon shot up and trembled. "That's it! I knew it reminded me of something but couldn't place it. Yes, it must be the Bloom Seeds!" Zara quickly asked, "What are the Bloom Seeds?" Someone else answered her, "The Bloom Seeds are the signature technique of Sonny Balcom, who's ranked 12th among the Thirteen Aces and Dragonia's Super S-rank wanted criminals. "As the Circle of Hearts, he could inject an undetectable toxin that's painless and symptomless at first. Over time, it forms what we call a Bloom Seed in the victim's body.

Sean had mentioned her boyfriend then was a cop but I didn’t expect her to get married to him. “Nick, look over there.” Dahlia said pointing to where Sean and Amelia was HUGGING each other. I looked back at her and saw a smile on her face. “Didn’t I tell you that my plan would work?” I stated with a proud smile and she nodded but didn’t say anything else, she just kept her head on my chest and silently danced. She is softening up to me. Tomorrow when she sees the Dahlias I sent her I hope she likes them because I don’t know her favorite ones and these are beautiful and matches her name.

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.