Double Carnation Lei Novels & Stories

Doreen said to the woman and she sighed, shaking her head as she went to switch the light off. "Thank you." Doreen appreciated. His smile evaporated at that moment. She had not been blinded by him but by the light behind him. "You were saying something?" Doreen suddenly leaned closer to him and he shifted backwards in suprise. "There's a flower called yellow carnation, it symbolizes rejection." He managed to say and her lips widened in a smile as her eyes brightened excitedly. She held him by the shoulders, shaking him lightly, "Thank you." She said and turned back to the woman.

she said, “is the current frontrunner. Tiara Concept: Safira – The Bloom of Chosen Blood.” She stepped aside, letting the design speak for itself. “Centerpiece: a carved red carnation. Its petals are ruffled like flamenco skirts mid-spin. The resin shifts from deep crimson to ember-like burgundy—glowing with emotional intensity. The bloom rises just above the band, like a heart refusing to bow.” A hush fell over the room. “The carnation stays at the heart of the piece, but now it blooms against swirling silver scrollwork. Its fire is tempered by icy pavé-set diamonds tracing the band. The contrast is striking—passion framed by restraint, tradition pierced by clarity.”

Until she witnessed an exchange between them herself, she was not going to encourage her dear friend. Seraphina replenished her sleeping draughts and herbal tonics. She had told her that the flowers that were needed were called Lilies Of Celeste. Lily Of Celeste was a magical plant that can heal the rarest of ailments. The problem was that it bloomed during the moonlight in the Crystalline Forest. It was a two month journey there and back. Lady Crystobelle told Calyx that Dante and his men would accompany Seraphina to retrieve the plants. Calyx promised to return a month before the dark season.

I don’t know why, but it just did. But then I lifted my hand to the flowers and touched my fingers to one of the petals of a vibrant red Carnation. Within a few seconds the Carnation wilted in front of my eyes and the vibrant red turned into a dull brick brown color. And I knew that that’s exactly what I’d do to Anaya if I even breathed the same air as her.

“Not to be a bore, ma'am, but I have other things to do. Like I said, I'm not the one calling the shots. If you are too kind to reject the Alpha's offer, then I suggest you sneak out in the middle of the night, coz he hates disobedience,” If I didn't know better, I'd say I was boring her, stressing the living daylight out of her. I pulled back and clasped my hands on my stomach. “Alright,” I whispered, barely audible. She walked past me again, headed straight to the wardrobe at the far end of the room. She opened the wardrobe, the empty clothes hangers making a clattering sound. “Phew! Lucky you,” she brought a sunset yellow gown with a thin strapless sleeve. “Not sure it's your perfect size

"Are you serious?" She nodded and the saleslady, who earlier was elated was now annoyed at Ligaya. She just lost a big earn because of Ligaya's strangeness. And so Ligaya and V proceeded to the men's section where clothes of her taste were located. There, she immediately spotted a black V-neck and a navy blue rounded-neck

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.”

Reyna The back garden space behind the castle was alive with the scent of blooming flowers and the sound of laughter. A canopy of twinkling fairy lights crisscrosses the sky, imitating the stars. The tables, adorned in deep purples, crimsons, emerald greens, and royal blues, stood out majestically amidst the lush greenery. Candlelit lanterns float in the air, illuminating the space in a soft, otherworldly glow. It feels like a vivid dream, suspended in a realm between reality and fantasy.

Luckily for me though, Sienna wasn't around when I got in, and after taking a shower, I spent about an hour and some studying and doing assignments before going to sleep and dreaming of beautiful green grass and a barefooted mother and son running in it hand in hand in the morning sun. The first face I saw when I got into class, Virginia. Today, she wasn't in her usual neutral or earth coloured clothes but something else. Something that, on her, seemed a little to bright, even though it wasn't all that bright. It just seemed off. I had no problem with people trying new things, especially not after what Alex told me the previous night, but her bright purple sequined dress just seemed...the on

Annie held out a beautiful arrangement of flowers. With an expert eye, Electra had them classified in seconds. The main plant was a Cattleya ‘Bob Betts’ - a pure white flower with just a touch of yellow in the centre. But the eye-catcher was a Paphiopedilum ‘ Maudiae 3 - one of the more unusual orchids. It was literally lime green, with the top petal paterned in distinctive lime green and white stripes. Against the pure white petals of the Cattleya it looked spectacular. And against the raven-dark tresses of the Princess’s hair it would look even more spectacular. Of course, it was a total contrast to the ruby-red dress . . . But then, that was just as it should be.