Flor Naranja Novels & Stories

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

And then, Nara bounced off with one hit. His body collided with a tree fell with a very sick body condition. He winced, trying to get up slowly. But unfortunately, when he was about to wake up, the creature had arrived right in front of Nara. And elsewhere, Ardina ran away from Nara and chased the monstrous Being. He kept running without knowing where his feet were running. Soon he stopped. This time he was surrounded by beautiful flowers that grew very large, ten times bigger than Ardina's height. "What place is this?" asked Ardina in her heart. She stood while twirling in her place. "And these? flowers--?" Ardina did not continue her speech. She realized what he saw were terrible flowers t

Floryin also helped noora to sit down so she could drink the drink she had brought, and noora was happy to see that she remained in her compassion and could not bear the thought of her. One thing noora didn't know was that there was a poison in the drink brought by floryin, a poison of the same type that noora used to poison Bella at the time but with a larger dose. "I know you still can't ignore me, Flo. "The ora blurted with a smile growing on her lips. Without answering noora's words, floryin put on her cold face only raised her hand to help her drink the drink she had been carrying out.

said Noumi. Noumi guessed that it was Yorin, his younger brother. Arjun and Juni got ready, they prepared equipment and weapons that might kill vampires. They also did not forget the flowers in the suitcase, they divided the red rose evenly with each person getting 20 red roses. A red rose can glow for 24 hours and after 24 hours it will fall by itself. The death of a flower can turn into a weapon to kill vampires. ***

“Organizing the wedding leaflets by themes and color. I was thinking of apricot as the principal color and palettes of orange as accent colors. How does that sound?” It takes effort to smile. The way in which I left in Negros Island put me in a foul mood. “Like you have everything under control.” “Does Luna Belle like roses? I thought we could make flower arrangements with white, brown, beige, and burnt-orange roses. Brown roses are all the rage. Will that please her? I’m making theme boards that we can share with her to get her input.” “We don’t need her input. Whatever you like will be fine.” “But Leonardo —”

He had just unleashed a word flood from Aleena. "It's not just the color, it's the whole orange. The scent, the flavor, the color, the fruit. Who names fruit a color? Who names a color after a fruit! It doesn't make any sense. The juice. Orange juice! There are these little leafy bits that get stuck between my teeth and they make me feel barfy," Aleena rambled on.

It fit her the way things fit people they were not made for, swamping the shoulders, the sleeves rolled multiple times at the wrists, and she had pulled it down as far as it would go as though maximizing the coverage of it. Her hair had come free from whatever she had fastened it in and spread across the pillow. Not the flat mousy brown Reineck's report had described, not in this light. Something richer, the low ambient light of a room in the small hours doing what low light did to colors that had been suppressed during the day, finding the undertones, the warmth that the harsh practical light of interrogation had apparently not revealed. Something reddish. Hinting at it. The kind of color t

“Ah, here it is! You should drink this after you finish eating.” “What is this?” “As I was wondering around the forest, I stumbled upon these fire flowers. I crushed the orange petals and wrapped them in banana leaves. Good thing, I made a lot of extras.” “So, you are a herbalist?” “Something like that. Hey, your soup is getting cold. I will leave this here for you.” “Thank you, whatever your name is.” “It’s Florice. My friends would sometimes call me Flor.” “What a beautiful name. It suits you, actually.”

"Well, this is for you. I made it myself. When I heard Flynt was here, I quickly rushed over. But somehow, it seemed like he did not want to see me. I'm his sister too." Yanora walked to the side as she spoke. She placed the food on the table and turned around to check on the two pots of chrysanthemums once more. "The flowers are gorgeous. It looks much better than the ones I'm growing. Is this a daisy?" Yanora asked. Before Cynthia could take a look at the food Yanora had given her, she walked over to her and explained, "Yes, it is." "It's a daisy." "It's beautiful." Yanora raised her hand and touched the flowers carefully. Cynthia frowned when Yanora did so. People who grew flowers were no

So what the hell is this? Walking closer, I reach out to the bouquet, arranged in a square orange vase. It’s gorgeous. A combination of sunflowers and orange roses, with rust and gold chrysanthemums and fall leaves. Whoever sent this… they know me well. Sunflowers and orange roses are my favorites. I absolutely adore them.