Flame Flower Novels & Stories

With a determined expression, she points to her selection, signaling her choice. Finrir, after a moment of consideration, nods toward an oxyplant featuring oval leaves. Its unique characteristics catch his attention, and he feels a connection to it. Tritan's attention turns to a particular oxyplant, recognizing it as his sister's favorite. With one of its many ancestors being an orchid, this oxyplant boasts vibrant purple blooms speckled with bioluminescent patterns.

Inside, a single plant bloomed. It was beautiful in its own way. Delicate purple flowers clustered along its stems, their petals almost translucent in the sunlight that filtered through the wire mesh overhead. The color was a stunning, deep violet that faded to lavender at the edges. The smell was equally lovely, sweet and slightly intoxicating, like honey mixed with something floral and wild. But Autumn knew better than to let the beauty fool her. This was moonbane bloom. One of the most dangerous plants in existence.

My eyes flutter open, focusing on what he holds in his hands. “A marigold,” I whisper, marveling at the vibrant flower clutched tenderly between his thumb and pointer finger. I look at him, silently asking if I can take it. He nods, handing the flower over to me. “I didn’t know we had any here.” He shrugs. “I guess we do now.” My eyes take in the vibrant yellow and orange colors of the petals. They’re so bright. The colors remind me of the flame of his lighter. “It’s beautiful,” I marvel, twirling the flower between my fingers.

"Her majesty, I saw her in the passage near the Falling River. She was seriously injured and there was a flower with her." "What flower?" Amnisty doesn't answer right away. She and the queen already talked about this situation but they need to do it again to inform Dealla. She sighs before answering. I hate repeating. "It's Peony." "Oh, what a nice flower and it's the favorite of our friend, Amnisty. Right?" "You're right, her majesty." "Since you don't remember your name, darling. How about I'll name you Peony? Is it fine with you?" The queen strokes some strands of Dealla's hair. She puts it behind her ear. The queen stares at Dealla’s face.

Had the red-haired woman given them names? Gianna closed her eyes and tried to recall those images from that night. The flowers had been unusual, with petals that seemed to shimmer in the torchlight. Some had been purple with gold centers. Others had been white with veins of silver running through them. There had been vines with leaves that felt almost warm to the touch. The red-haired woman had pointed to one in particular. A flower with deep red petals and a black center that looked almost like an eye. "This one is called Heartbloom," she had said, her voice reverent. "It can heal the deepest wounds. It can cure poisons. It can restore what has been broken."

Sibyl’s POV A breeze came and I smelled a very nice scent. The smell was light, mixed with the scent of roses and Lily of the valley, and a hint of post-rain grass. I sniffed, OH, it also has the smell of the Phoenix Flower. The Phoenix Flower is a nearly extinct flower. It is very strict with the temperature, light and humidity of the living environment, so it is difficult for them to survive. But their flowers are extremely beautiful and give off a fascinating smell.

"There are many types of extreme fire-attribute energy in this world. Under normal circumstances, it is indeed as you have said. This place is filled with water-attribute substances and is not a suitable place for fire-attribute energy to gather!" "However, I know of a rare type of Scorching Sun Flame. It's unique and active in nature. It usually doesn't stay obediently in the area where it gathers. Instead, it will constantly roam about within a hundred thousand miles...." "If I'm not mistaken, this Fire Dazzling Flower must have been unintentionally created by the Scorching Sun Flame while it was swimming!" "I see!" Zephyr Khan nodded slightly and couldn't help feeling a little excited.

It looks to be perfectly circular and a lot larger than I expected. Mesmerized, I begin walking towards it. The closer I get, the hotter it gets. But my curiosity keeps me going anyway. When I’m only a few steps away, the blazing heat forces me to stop. There is barely a breeze, but the flowers are swaying in a hypnotizing dance. The flames flickering in the middle of each one only adding to the effect. As I look down, I realize there is no dirt or soil, but a bed of red-hot coals which the flowers are growing out of.

There was no grass, and only bitter winds blew. The only visible things were the flowers growing on both sides of the road, appearing extremely beautiful and lush. Those were red spider lilies, also known as lycoris radiata, or the corpse flower. It was said the flowers bloom for a thousand years and withered for another thousand years, so the flowers and leaves never meet. Love transcended karma, and destiny dictated life and death. It was said to be the flower of the underworld, growing by the banks of the river of oblivion. It was beautiful, ominously so.

She glanced at the fountain first before she looked at Theo. "I wanted to show you this special and sacred place in hopes that you will understand me and the way we live, even just for a little." Theo said with all seriousness. Maddie just nodded to urge him to continue. "This flame was revived when the war from a long time ago was put to an end. Since then, this flame was not on the verge of dying out." "Wait." Maddie even put her hand up to stop Theo from speaking. "What does the war have to do with the flame? Is the war about putting water in it?" Maddie was serious but Theo chuckled on her question which made her brows knot.