Flame Flower Novels & Stories

It was one of Primus’ favorites, a wedding gift from the Celestials to the Imperial City upon the marriage of their monarchs. Rather than growing in contained places, the Starfire jasmine is blooming everywhere, almost like a weed rather than an intentional plant. They are even more beautiful for their wildness, climbing the surfaces of buildings and covering the ground like clover. Some flowers are so fine that they seem to glow bright blue in the sunlight as if illuminated from within. This is Primus’ work. He’s the only earth dragon powerful enough to bring this much life to so much devastation in so little time. Maybe the blooming flowers are a sign that he is still in there, trapped wit

I never got why it was the most meaningful flower that ever existed, not until he explained it to me. "Wow," I mumbled. "How could you . . ." "But most probably because roses signify Paula and Mamá. They're strong and I admired their independence. I'm also seeing that in . . ." he averted his gaze to me as I looked deep into his magnetic, chocolate-brown eyes. I couldn't look away; it was as if he was staring deep in my soul, "you."

We reach a room and Kai opens the door and I gasp at what I see. “Dragon’s Flame.” I whisper as he turns and smiles at me with a small nod. I walk in front of him as I enter the massive room. The heat and the fragrance it’s warm and spicy. I walk around the outer edge as I look at the flowers. They are similar to the Ice Lily. The petals are a deep red grading to orange in the centre. The stem is black; the filament is electric blue grading up to yellow and orange and the anther is red. It truly looks like a flame.

“If it’s another dead animal, I’m lighting you on fire.” “Lesson learned,” I muttered, then revealed the flower. A single flamepetal, its orange-red glow still faintly pulsing. “Rare, sacred to witches, grows only during solstice droughts. I had to hike halfway up Blackthorn Hill to get it.” She blinked. “You brought me a flamepetal?” “Well,” I said. “I didn’t climb a hill for my health.” She crossed her arms. “So is this flirting or apologizing?” “Both,” I said without missing a beat.

Ben finally found the sack of seeds stored in the ship’s hold and brought it to the deck, where the dragon stood. They were a fascinating flower seeds and had to make sure that they were kept away from any exposure to rain. Extraordinarily, these plants wouldn’t flower in any season. Water could even damage their seeds. Only one element could make them thrive and bloom - dragon fire. Therefore, they were given the name fire dandelions.

“It’s a bit temperamental and difficult to grow. It needs the right conditions—particular soil, the right amount of sunlight, and careful watering. But when it’s in full bloom, it’s stunning.” I paused for a moment, letting the words settle between us. Alexander didn’t look like he was in a hurry, so I decided to continue. “This flower," I said, carefully examining the bloom, "has a unique characteristic. The petals are dark, almost black at the edges, but the deeper hues of purple are rich and vibrant. It’s called the Midnight Flame because, in the right light, it glows, almost like it’s alive with passion.” I took a breath and let the calm of the garden surround us. “It’s also known for it

"Now they're leaves in the wind, with a touch of humidity... As if they were leaves blown by the winds of a storm that's brewing." "Yours have changed too, they still look like a field of flowers, but this time, the flower that catches my eye the most is almost forgotten... I had to look in my archives and also in my safe... It was very difficult, as I only have a single seed that hasn't bloomed." Ghost replied, approaching me. "The flower is called the Flames of Hephaestus. They say they were created from the sparks of God's hammer when it meets the anvil." I turned my face towards Lycan, curious about the information.

They have a huge garden at their home, where her mother grows all kinds of flowers for her shop. She spotted the gardener soon enough and began chatting with him. "Wow, isn't that flame lily?" Drishti asked, seeing the flower with wavy petals in orange, red, and hot pink hues, with a yellow base. Its flower consists of alternately arranged six petals that have an outer turning tendency. The gardener looked at Drishti in surprise. "You know it? It's a very rare flower," the old man asked. "My mother is a florist. She has all the flowers in her garden. I know many of them too. This one has medicinal effects too, doesn't it?" Drishti asked, remembering her mother making a paste of the flower an

Thus, Javier went out to admire the flowers rather than listen to two old men reminiscing about their past. ‘The flowers that Zeke has planted here are pretty decent, plus they’re from outstanding species. ‘He’s got a pure-bred Pygmy water-lily here, which is supposed to be a delicate flower in a certain country that can only be bought there. ‘This plant’s flowers will only bloom for seven days. The outer petals will be purple, while the middle is filled with lots of gold stamens. There’s a budding stamen inside that will only bloom for a moment before it wilts.

She looked at the orchid with flaring eyes and smirked, "Time to feed my fires." In a fraction of a second, Nora used her flames to burn the orchid. She turned the greenery orchid into ashes with her purple flames. The blossoms and twigs burned down to ashes while the big tree in the orchid shed its leaves with burnt bark. The fragrance from the lovely buds turned into the pungent smell of burnt smoke. The colours that gave a pleasant view to every passer’s eyes became the ashes.