Dr Xenon Bloom Novels & Stories

"I just have to make sure the flowers have enough time to grow in it." ​The Genesis-Anchor exploded. The violet-fire vanished, replaced by a massive, shimmering cloud of "Black Bloom" spores that began to drift into the Whirlpool Nebula. The "Drain" in space was gone. The universe wasn't going to reset. It was going to Continue. ​As the Vane’s Legacy II pulled away from the ruins of the station, Kaelen fell to his knees. His bronze-lines were dark, his skin cold, but his heart was beating with a steady, rhythmic pulse.

“But I don’t like trusting their rumors too much, knowing how most of the time they had brought up the wrong rumors.” “I agree with that,” Hannah answered. “And people using magic? Heh if that is true, then we could have multiply money and make ourself rich.” “Of course, yeah you’re.. cough cough!” Xenon suddenly moved forward, coughing while covering his mouth with his hands. Hannah frowned, walking beside him, “Are you alright? Xenon.. Bloood! It’s blood!” Hannah was startled upon seeing blood on the pale hands of Xenon as the man was also surprised with what he saw. That night they had quickly went to visit the doctor, wanting to know what had happened and what had plagued Xenon that had

"Romantic? I'm the type who never lets a slight go unanswered. "I'm actually curious to see how long Trevin, with his empty pockets, and his now-paralyzed Wren, can keep the flame alive." … "Paralyzed?" Edward's confused gaze met mine, and I could not help but chuckle as I pulled him down to sit and began to explain. "The night Trevin was detoxifying Wren, the two of them became intimate and went too far, causing them to miss the best chance to treat her legs. Now she's paralyzed. Without that emergency serum, she might not have made it at all."

How I wsig Dravon could hold me in his arms. I slapped myself away from that thoughts. What have I been thinking? Am I begining to fall for the ruthless alpha? A white pigeon, flew toy side with a note tied to its leg. I untied the note. It resembled Dravon’s writing. All written with love. “My dear Luna. I trust how far we have come. Now I accepted you, war set in. Stay safe, stay alive. Austin is afraid stronger, only if I am armed enough. I would be able to defeat him. If I do victory is ours, peace will be bestored to Valdrakon. Once I will have my moon goddess ceremony with you. Cyrene will either rot in jail or be excuted.”

he says I crouch down again doing it dramatically and take the bud a little roughly I am irritated doing the same thing for the whole bloody past week I touch the bud and will it to bloom glaring at it And it did bloom beginning to unfurl its petals still I didn't leave I don't know what came over me It bloomed it unfurled completely still I stared at it A white beam began to form below it I could hear Gorgon calling my name but I was in some trance I stared until the white beam enveloped the flower completely and then the flowers exploded into various tiny pieces and then everything turned black

"Almost impossible to reach. Took a broken nail and a bruised rib, but... here." Blythe blinked slowly, as if afraid it would vanish if she looked too hard. She reached for it with both hands, her fingers trembling slightly as she cradled the stem like it might bleed if she held it too tight. "You remember I told you about this flower," she said softly. "You called it the ghost bloom," Xavier murmured, stepping closer. "Said it only grows in impossible places. Places where storms split rock and wind howls louder than hope." She nodded, eyes still on the fragile bloom. "The old stories said it only blooms when two fates cross—when something doomed still tries to live."

Kevin's POV The balcony was a magnificent display of grandeur. The girandole added luster to the interior sets of the balcony. Faint led lights of red and green twinkled from every corner. The floor tiles were made with crystalline limestones and the metallic banisters shone from the reflection of the lit candlesticks. It was past 6pm, the perfect time to have some quiet moments to myself. The day had been very busy for me. From evaluating documents to signing them and to attending the shareholders' meeting in the company. I decided to go straight to my parents' home after work.

I clenched my jaw and nodded. “Alright, Your Highness. Get ready.” Hollie stated just as the door slammed open. I turned to find a beaten and battered Xander holding a clear container with blue flowers in it. Reid rushed over and took it from him as he slumped against the wall. My mom and dad hurried over to help him out of the room and into another one. The top halves of the flower’s petals were blue, and the bottom halves were white. An off-white bud connected them in the middle. I watched as Reid removed them from the container and placed them into a beaker, boiling a bit of water.

And he froze. There, in the exact center of his sterile, gray quarters, where no soil had ever been, a flower grew. It was a delicate, impossible thing. Its petals were a deep, velvety black that seemed to drink the light, and at its center, a stamen glowed with a soft, internal blue radiance. It was a species he recognized from galactic archives: a Nyx Bloom, native to a planet whose atmosphere would liquefy a human in seconds. It was a biological impossibility. A miracle.

sigaw ni Xander. ​Biglang namatay ang lahat ng ilaw sa kastilyo. Ang Hohenberg Security Drones na kontrolado na ngayon ni Liam ay nagsimulang pumasok sa mga bintana, naglalabas ng mga non-lethal gas at stun bolts. ​"Security Override: Protocol Alpha!" sigaw ni Liam sa kanyang tablet. "Mommy, duck!"