Fairy Tail Crocus Novels & Stories

"Happy? Besides Audrey, I can also plant roses for you." Her hair was deliberately taken care of, giving a gust of fragrance, smothering Jeffrey to turn his head. He recalled my messy hair sweating as I worked in the garden. I held a hoe almost as tall as myself every day and wore wide overalls. When I saw him coming, I stood up and laughed. I was just like a kangaroo. He had seen what a real flower girl was like, which was why he was disgusted by Joanna now. Thinking of this, Jeffrey frowned in disgust and pushed away the neatly dressed Joanna.

He took the rabbit from the ground and lifted it up to his chest. There was a smile on his face as he went back down and told the other soldiers to look for Gorrum. It was only a false alarm and they thought that it was an enemy. Right behind a tree where they found the rabbit, Crystal was visibly nervous when she heard them coming. Fortunately, she saw the rabbit just in time. Using her fairy powers, she enticed the little rabbit and made it stand there. Unfortunately, though, her powers don’t work with the orcs. They are simply strong against a fairy’s power of taming. Thankfully, the orcs really loved animals and took the rabbit with care.

She wore a sweet, lingering smile as she walked through the garden. "Now, where are those mushrooms? Ah, there!" Rucif’s garden was a wonder—a collection of strange plants he had gathered from countless worlds. As Kiora began to pick the mushrooms, the flowers around her suddenly burst into bloom. "Who are you, lovely lady? Are you Rucif’s beloved?" a flower chimed. "I am merely his friend, picking mushrooms for soup," Kiora replied, blushing deeply. "How strange! Rucif never allows strangers into his garden!" the flower countered.

The forest creatures—centaurs, fairies, and gnomes—were cheering, their voices rising in a deafening chorus. And then I saw her. Kyla was hopping toward us, her hair a wild halo of silver and brown, her skin glowing with a faint, ethereal light I had never seen before. Her eyes landed on Cyrus, and her face lit up like the sun. "Oh, Cyrus! You're back so quickly!" she cried out, throwing herself into his arms. "I'm so happy to see you!" "I'm so happy to see you too, Kitten," Cyrus murmured, burying his face in her hair and swinging her around.

‘Sorry, now that I sound like my mom. There was a moment of silence while they searched. ‘Wait,’ Esmee pulled a notebook with a purple crocus on it. Her eyes slid over the written lines. ‘Crocus Sativus,’ she read, ‘Za Fran, the saffron crocus, known to the ancient Egyptians, was secretly smuggled into England in 1350. It is used for menstrual complaints, pain, insomnia. It is also an antidepressant. And promotes sex drive?’ ‘Stimulates sex.’ Maddie looked at her. ‘Then maybe that herb was also in the elixer.’

Luna Croía smile as I bow my head and dash out of the room. I dash forward, my feet caressing the soft soil. The lush green grass tramples beneath my bare feet as I dash forwards. I rush to my tiny garden and pluck the flowers I had been lovingly growing. I pick up some cobra saffrons, daffodils, damask roses, and daturas. They effortlessly form a colourful arrangement to decorate any room. I rise up and smile at the colourful blooms. I complete the bouquet with a few wildflowers from the garden and a few green leaves. I walk to the packhouse, holding the flower arrangements as delicately as I can in my hands. I look up as the wolves rush up to the packhouse. A frown forms on my face as they

Moon Goddess and the King of the Underworld had a big fight over the creation of vampires, and so the King of the Underworld ended up spilling some of her blood here. Her blood seeped deep into the ground of the forest, becoming seed for several magical plants. Fiora Herbs was one of those magical seeds that were born from the Moon Goddess’s blood. It could cure any illness and beat any sickness, but it couldn’t fight curses. Just as I plucked the yellowish-green leaf from the ground, a pang of pain hit my chest. I pressed a free hand over it and closed my eyes. In my mind, I saw the blurry figure on the bed again. It seemed like a girl whose hair was smooth and silky, and long. She had her

"Oh, this?" She held up the glass jar. "You've got some wonderful fungi growing on a few of these pine trees. Its scientific name is Croartia Quercuum. Most people call it Fusiform Rust. In Wiccan circles, it goes by Heart Skin. Deadly to the trees but incredibly useful for attack potions. Poison, essentially. If you administer it to someone and perform the right spells over the mixture, their hearts will literally burst right inside their chests. Like pop, you know?"

To me, it looks like any other random caster ingredient, but Asad is shocked. “More Foxglove shrub? How did it get that?” “It must have talked to the same dealer I did," Bethany muses, glaring down at the Crocotta. "Or at least, your master did. You used this on your sword to kill Kaelith, but who gave it to you?" The Crocotta clacks its teeth together in a show of inhuman annoyance. "You won't get more answers out of me. I know you'll just kill me anyway, so why drag this on?"

He held the power to bring a smile to my face when I was going through unbearable pain. It glowed lighter. revealing a pair of eyes, it was also a part of a burning fire. My lower lip trembles from all the emotions consuming me, he was here he was holding me. I couldn't speak and just stared at him. A black wing sparking with an amber glow rested on my forehead and a bright red flower landed on my chest, cracking sparkles around it. I had read about it in the Herbology book. FlammaFlos! It's a powerful plant and the Queen of Faerie guards them. I saw Cassandra but her sight wasn't clear. It's given for a new life.