Novel & Cerita Delicate Flowers Hollow Knight

Klaress said and touched the flowers on the side part of the lake. “For you,” Ethan said and handed me a flower. “Hey, you’re not allowed to do that, but thanks,” I said. “They’re beautiful.” “Very beautiful,” He said. I turned to look at him and he was looking directly at me. I’m sure my face is as red as a tomato right now. This guy sure knows how to deal with women. “You two love birds are grossing me out,” Klaress said. “Hello? I’m here! Can you be sweet and all giggly when I’m not around? It makes me jealous. Urghhh.”

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

"My friend, as you will say, my days on this dear earth are already numbered. What is eternal life going to give a man that is dying?" "Well, then Jasper, you shall be healed from whichever illness it is that you possess. But I am afraid that I am going to have to push you for an answer. I, too, do not have much time to save my wife. So what shall it be?" "What does this flower look like?" "It is a deep pink; it has the elegance of a lily but holds the classiness of a rose. Morgana said that one should know once you see it." "Morgana? Like Morgana, the wizard?"

I whispered. His grey eyes flashed as he released my hair. "I'm intrigued by you. It's not every day that you get to meet a valerian." "I'm nothing special," I insist, feeling on edge. This makes him laugh darkly. "On the contrary, you are the first of your kind in over five centuries. Some would say that makes you extremely rare and special." I don't want to be alone with this vampire. His eyes scream bad intentions but if I have to be trapped in this suite with him, I'm going to try and get some answers. "What exactly is a valerian?"

I admit to myself that a part of me longed for that kiss that seemed imminent at that moment. My mind flashes back to the night before, when Wolfgang told me he could give me anything I wanted, and the intensity with which he spoke made my face flush red and my heart race. Wolfgang's golden eyes seemed to penetrate my soul, and the severity of his promise left an indelible impression on my mind, so much so that for a moment I believed what he told me, then I confessed that I like horses. But I quickly remembered that Wolfgang is a dangerous man, immersed in a world of darkness and violence. I can't let myself be seduced by his words, however tempting they may be.

He will dry that witch's blood and savor every drop of it to compensate for what she did to him. Meanwhile, inside the elegant room, Celestine suddenly opens her eyes. Her eyes widely opened when she realized that she was not inside her room. Then a flashback of what happened before she passed out entered her mind. A vampire shows up in front of her. A vampire manages to get in their house despite that they have big dogs as their guards so they will know once there is someone inside their yard.

But the fog pulses behind him like a living thing, and something in me knows he’s right. Still, I take a step. He sighs deeply, as though he knows I wasn’t going to give up this easily, then pulls something from his pocket. It’s a flower. Unlike anything I’ve ever seen. The petals shimmer, iridescent and darkly crimson, shaped like drops of blood caught mid-fall. Its stem curls like it’s alive, pulsing faintly with energy I can’t name. “This flower only grows in the Hollow,” he says, holding it out to me. “It’s considered a herald of change when it appears.” His eyes narrow on mine before he adds, “It smells like berries.”

“Why? You have no appointment. It’s busy here.” “Yeah?” she pouted a bit, thinking over it for a moment. “Eh, what about that guy? The guy who’s obsessed with playing computer games? Is he working here at the moment?” She had a bit of suspicion of that guy she was talking about, Oswald. He looked like he knew a lot about computers and technology whatever he does in his life. Or maybe Theo hired people from the outside? “They’re out of town, I’m the only one currently here.” Yohan was a bit of a cold person but Selene wasn’t fazed.

"He’s a mess, and he smells like a grave, but he’s alive. That’s more than most people get in this valley." "He doesn't have a soul, Runa," I choked out, the tears finally breaking through. "The Council... they didn't just break him. They emptied him." "Then we'll fill him back up," Sola said, her voice unusually firm. She reached into her pouch and pulled out a small, dried flower—a lavender sprig from the Deep Woods. "Our people have stories of the Hollowed. They say the soul doesn't leave; it just hides in the deepest shadows where the pain can’t reach it. We just have to go in and find it."

the knight remarked flatly. And yet, he sounded almost kind. Almost indulgingly. The Princess suddenly brought out her arm, showcasing the anemone she had, and she asked: “How well-versed are you about the language of flowers, good Sir?” He seemed unsure where this strange conversation is heading but shrugged, playing along with the whims of a lonely Princess nonetheless, “Only the basics, I'm afraid.” “I see...” she seemed disappointed for some reason before thrusting the single anemone to his direction, causing the old Knight to tense up, much to her apparent amusement. He feigned a scowl at her, “You may have this, if you like.”