Eternity Flowers Novels & Stories

Summer opened her mouth to speak but he bought his forehead down to meet hers. "I’ve been the brunt of so much loss and pain for eternity.... but only one truth remains, something that we can fight to the ends of time with, one thing that has shone through like a crystal on a dewy morning: Being together brings true power. We will wreak havoc amongst the gods…amongst the stars" "What are .... you saying" Summer spluttered confused He stopped and stared intently into her eyes. His charcoal eyes swirled with desire which intrigued and caused butterflies in the pit of her stomach. As she waited for what he had to say, Summer realised that she was holding her breath

Mrs Jang's eyes are still blurry, but she is staring at her daughter with a meaningful sincere smile. Hyang did prepare the flower for a special meaning, but she remains silent as she stares into her mother's eyes. She refuses to answer the question because she is curious whether the mother understands what it means. Can she comprehend her emotions through the flowers she presents? "The flower is called everlasting because its flowers never fade; the flowers can last up to 12 months, far longer than any other flower. Was it implying that the love we have in our family and the memories we have of Jong Ki will last forever? You bring the flower every year to remind us that you will never forge

"Because it was made with you in mind. We added notes of magnolia, amberwood, mandarin, apple, and musk—every scent that reminds me of you.” “I’m so grateful you got in that SUV that day and offered me that deal," I whisper, brushing my lips gently over hers. Then, resting my head on her shoulder, I nibble at her earlobe. "Nathan!" she gasps with a half-laugh, half-groan. "Wanna know the name of the perfume?" "What is it?" "L’amour éternel (Eternal love). Just like what I feel for you, sweetheart. Not a day goes by that I don’t think about you—how lucky I am to have you and our girls. I can’t imagine life without you."

They didn't add that the pack and nest were evil in the news, though. Oh, and if you're wondering, I do go to school. My name is David walker. My last name was fake. Of course, it's after Allice. And in the supernatural world, they don't know my name. They call me Xavier, the Black death. And if they knew, I wouldn't have been in school. In their eyes, I'm just a typical teenager that doesn't have a single clue about supernatural creatures.

She gently takes the flowers from me and breathes their scent in. “Oh, Grant, they are beautiful.” She steps back into the flat gesturing me to come in and I don’t need any further encouragement. As I enter, she heads to her kitchenette to look for a vase and I stop to close the door, ensuring it is securely locked before following her. I watch contentedly as she moves around making sure she has everything she needs to care for the flowers. The blooms I chose were all specific for their colours and their meanings. There are Violet Roses for Love at First Sight. Red Tulips for Declaration of Love. Purple Heliotrope for Eternal Love and Devotion. Red Salvia for Forever Mine. And Violets for Fa

In her hand, is a gorgeous bouquet with flowers so beautiful you can’t look away. Gasps litter the room as everyone takes in the flowers. I look around confused at the reaction. “Oh my God, these flowers are from ‘Ivy’s Blooms’!” A girl runs towards the woman and hovers over them. When she turns to look back at me, her expression has changed from contempt to awe. “These flowers are infused with a certain kind of magic and they never die. They always stay fresh. Ivy’s Blooms only creates a handful of bouquets each year and only the elite of the elite folks are able to get their hands on this. Normal people can’t even walk in their shop!”

Tieran chuckles and taps his hands on his steering wheel, “I’m sure there would be a number of them if the proposition is made correctly. Rich people are always looking for ways to spend more money.” I want to wonder at the truth of those words, but i don’t. Tieran is my head investor now. If my vision goes off without a hitch, i’m sure i’ll have more investors on the way. The flowers though, i did get one bouquet for him. “The one with the silver petals are for you. I don’t know what exactly they are. Probably synthethic.” Tieran gives a passing glance to the flowers seating at the back of the car and he smiles as he looks away, “They are synthethic. I haven’t seen flowers in that shade, so

Just my name in neat block letters on the label: LILA HARPER. My hands shook as I tore the tape. Inside was a single sheet of cream stationery folded once, and beneath it, tucked in tissue paper, a small bouquet of white ranunculus—my favorite, the ones with the delicate layers that look like tissue-paper roses. They'd been Ethan's go-to apology flowers once upon a time, but before that they'd been Lucian's. He'd picked them wild on our second date because the florist was closed and he didn't want to show up empty-handed.

They listened, wide-eyed, to the whispers of the Flamebearers and the Dreamwalkers, the Moonbound sisters and the nameless heroes whose choices filled the soil with meaning. In the Eternal Garden, flowers turned toward those who walked by—not for sunlight, but for the quiet music of hope. Each petal, a memory. Each root, a connection. When a story was spoken beneath the garden’s arch, the soil darkened, rich with the promise that history here was not to be preserved but to be lived.

Pierce was gone, but I had already married him in my heart. I wore the ring he had placed on my finger, and I would live in this world in his place. It wasn’t until later that I discovered the name of the diamond ring Pierce had given me—Eternal Love. He would love me forever. (The End)