Eat Your Flowers Novels & Stories

from a number of patrons who knew her. Eggs and Flowers specialized in breakfast and dinner, and was closed for lunch. The place served excellent eggs for breakfast, and filled the room with fresh flowers for dinner. She understood Flowers was a place for a romantic dinner—a heart-melting dinner complete with a table-to-table violinist and flowers that guests could buy impromptu. She had had breakfast in this upscale place many times—all with her boss—but he had never taken her for dinner at Flowers.

"Well, this is for you. I made it myself. When I heard Flynt was here, I quickly rushed over. But somehow, it seemed like he did not want to see me. I'm his sister too." Yanora walked to the side as she spoke. She placed the food on the table and turned around to check on the two pots of chrysanthemums once more. "The flowers are gorgeous. It looks much better than the ones I'm growing. Is this a daisy?" Yanora asked. Before Cynthia could take a look at the food Yanora had given her, she walked over to her and explained, "Yes, it is." "It's a daisy." "It's beautiful." Yanora raised her hand and touched the flowers carefully. Cynthia frowned when Yanora did so. People who grew flowers were no

A small chuckle left me as I recalled the many times Arden and I fought over these little flowers as kids. I slowly ate the flowers and chewed what little edible bits were on the piece of meat. The greens were slightly moldy so I only ate what I could and washed everything down with the water. I pushed the plate and glass away and tucked myself against the pillow, shivering lightly as I tried to get some sleep. Days passed in a similar rhythm.

Andy held her hands in his, as though pleading. “Okay.” Cassey stood up and came to me, and while I stood there, staring speechlessly at her, she threw her arms around me, wrapping me up in a warm hug. ………………………………………….. I made into the garden with a lily I had plucked from the garden, careful not to sniff it. No one in rainbow crest still fancied sniffing flowers after Gova’s incident. The new trend was just plucking the flowers if you are the one giving, but don’t sniff, and if you are the one receiving, accept it, but don’t sniff, else you would be poisoned by a serial killer, milling around and dropping poison into flowers.

I would imagine that the rules are going to be different for us. When I reach the landing I cut right to the dining room. She is just walking into the room with a bunch of flowers that she got from the garden. I smile when I see which ones she has grabbed. They actually shouldn’t even exist since they are a myth from a game but the dragons that grow the food here have made a lot of things that I have never seen. “Interesting choice. May I?” I ask her as I gesture to the flower. She hands them to me willingly as she looks at me. “They are magnificent, are they not?” I ask her as hold them.

Jane smiled at him as she herself opened the menu and checked her options. “Do you believe, they change the flowers every day? You will never see them repeating the same style. It's always something different,” he explained, before telling the waiter what he chose. “They shouldn't have done that! It could last a few days—" She started to moan when Richard cut her off "No you don't understand" he smirked, resting his elbows on the table, leaning in closer, "At dinner they give customers flowers, so they can take them home for free"

I am the one who is more concern though. "It's for you." EL respond back, which I look at him. "This is what I'm gonna eat?" This time EL, it was a joke. I know flower shouldn’t be eaten. I just want to stare at it, all day long. And smell it until the fragrance last. Hahaha.

My jaw nearly falls to the ground as I see the blue flowers begin to bloom. It is a stunningly beautiful sight and my heart is racing. How did –? I look at the flowers blooming from the destroyed earth as if they had never been removed in the first place. My hand reaches out to pluck one of them and I eat it without thinking. Then I take another one and then another. My hands trembling, I look at the tree which is still glowing. I don’t know what happened but I’m grateful it did. I gather as many of the flowers as I can and stuff them in my pockets. I feel nauseous but I don’t have the time to throw up.

Plucking out a flower from the bouquet and handing it to her, Josiah added, "If you don't eat this, I'd have no choice but ask that lover boy of yours to eat it instead. After all, it's such a waste to throw away such pretty flowers." At the end of the day, Josiah did not believe her. Meredith knew that Josiah was a man of his word. "Fine…I'll eat them!" Her fingers trembled as she took the flower from his hand and put them into her mouth. She did not dare to taste the flower. All she wanted was to get rid of the monster standing in front of her. "Keep going." Josiah stuffed another flower into her mouth. "The next time you receive flowers from any man, you are to eat them all, do you hear m

“Drop it by the edge.” He looked to where I was pointing then looked at me. “I don’t understand sir.” I sighed. “Look, I want the flowers seen but not to be the main attraction. I want people to have an idea where they are but not to know what it is.” “But sir, these are flowers.” “It’s like food, all right? Artificial food. Umm… you see we can see the food is artificial and we can’t eat it but it’s there for the aesthetics. Do you understand?”