Finding Camellia Novels & Stories

Camellia was setting out dishes on the table with a smile. She was so focused on her task that she didn't hear the door open, and Aysel was able to sneak up behind her and give her a warm, surprising hug. Startled, Camellia almost dropped the tray she was holding. It didn't take long for her to realize it was Aysel, who often surprised her in this manner. A smile lit up Camellia’s face as she giggled, making her look more graceful and beautiful.

On the vanity, lit up by the morning sun like they were glowing on purpose…an absurd, huge bouquet of red camellias. Not roses, camellias. Deep, velvet, impossible red. The language of flowers drilled into me by months of boring etiquette lessons my mother made me learn screamed in my head… I love you beyond cure. My heart aches for you. You are the flame in my soul. Undying, ridiculous, dramatic love. Those are what camellias symbolize. I walked over like I was in a trance, lifted the heavy crystal vase, and buried my face in them. The scent hit me like a drug, sweet, rich, a little dangerous and I exhaled.

I smiled at him but he did not return it back, his eyes narrowed at the collection of flowers before him, taking a pink camellia from the bunch, “And this flower?” I rack my brains, trying to remember what Vivian has said only to come into realization that it was Caelum who gave me the meaning of that particular flower. “That’s a pink camellia – it’s when you are…longing for someone.” I can feel my neck and cheeks burning up as I said those words.

Soft lanterns hung from the ceiling, casting a golden glow over the rows of plants and wooden benches. Nick walked slowly through the aisles, letting the quiet soothe his ragged nerves. His fingers brushed against petals—roses, lilies, orchids, hydrangeas, all cultivated by the pack's gardeners with painstaking care. He wasn't looking for anything specific, but his hands kept returning to the same flowers: white camellias. They were Kira's favorite.

Camellia was driving a car at a fairly high speed even though the distance between the house and the cafe was actually not that far. “What the hell, luckily I was able to get out of there first, otherwise Olivia might find out everything about me and Crish,” Camellia muttered. Of course for me this is something Camellia has to avoid because everything can fail if it’s uncovered first. “I have taken one step, now it’s just waiting for Crish’s decision whether he will give the company shares to me or not, but hopefully everything will go according to my plan,” he continued.

Even Kayla's mother, who had been allowed back into the room, watched every movement of my hands as though I possessed some secret ability to drag her daughter back from death. This shit better work. I was more nervous because everyone had placed their hope in me. They trusted my knowledge. My training. My judgment. So I had to trust it too. “The camellia flower produces several biologically active compounds,” I explained while continuing to work. “Some of them can help control inflammation and support the body while it fights systemic damage. I'm combining that with the Balsamina because I'm not trying to treat only the bite anymore.” Estella looked at me.

There's the beautiful artificial fountain right at the middle of the garden. The place was so peaceful and perfect, a true definition of nature's beauty. We walked from one section to another until we arrived at the place the gardener was. He was smiling as he explained something to a girl. "...middlemist's red camellia is considered the rarest flower in the world. Mr Caden due to his love for flowery plants, struggled to get almost all types of rarest plants on earth, adding to his collections of others in this garden, and it's very special to him. Amongst all the flowers here, middlemist's red camellia and Jade vine were the most difficult to get. The chancellor was really happy when he wa

“I didn’t tear the doll apart, Alpha, but I did notice some strange red flowers inside the box. They had a terrible smell.” “Flowers?” I repeated, my brows drawing together. “Describe them.” “They were small, rare, red with yellow stamens. It looks like a sculpted flower,” she said, scratching her head. “I had never seen anything like them before. I meant to ask about them but forgot later.” Sculpted flower but natural. Middlemist Red Camellia. It had to be. The rarest flower in the territory. I pulled out my phone, searched for a picture, and held it up to her. “Did they look like this?”

He smiled widely through his teary eyes at the thought. 'Welcome back to your kingdom, my princess.' He said in his mind. ***** Cali came out of the washroom after cleaning her face off the tear strains and the makeup along with it as well. Not bothering to reapply her makeup, she made her way towards her cubicle. her eyes were still feeling sore from crying but she had her lenses back in their place since she did not want anyone to look at her wierdly as no one ever knew that she wore them before. No doubt her eyes were beautiful but she was used to using the lenses from her childhood. She remembered how the other children in the orphanage made fun of her because of her eye color. So, her m

I grinned at him " You know me so well." "Just tell me why you're here so I can help you out, I need to get back to work.". He said "You're so impatient." I said, chuckling loudly. A small patch of flowers at the rear end of the greenhouse caught my attention and I moved to get a closer look. It was a rich dark maroon and had velvety rounded petals and dark brown centers. "That's the Chocolate cosmos. It's quite rare and has a chocolaty- Vanilla fragrance. It'll be perfect for a gift. " Cam's voice rang out from behind me, I didn't realize he had followed me.