Flora And Helia Novels & Stories

Hana recalled the book Henry had given her, based on which she knew it was a Blue Or flower whose mission was to protect Helix fruit. Hana rejoiced in her heart; it seemed that her luck was not bad at all. Helix is a succulent fruit that has the aroma of pineapple. It has the function of enhancing physical fitness. It was what Hana needed most right now. To get the Helix fruit, you must first fool the purple flowers baring their teeth to devour Hana. She reached up to catch the mermaid's tears, then looked for an opportunity to throw them into the giant gaping mouth of the flowers. The flowers quickly drooped and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye. Hana carefully picked up the nearest

"Does that mean that…" "Yes," I said before Gemma could refuse. "I do insist she become my Luna. What do you say, love? We can mark each other on our wedding day—" I wasn't surprised when Helie appeared out of nowhere to slap me across the face. "No weddings until we're not fighting for our lives! Shut up and get in the damn car!" Immediately, she spun and said sweetly, "Hi, Gemma's best friend, I'm Helie. I hope to be her second best friend. Are you ready to reclaim a city?"

"You can take a tour outside this rest house. But don't go anywhere further. I might not find you or some animals will eat you alive. Perhaps a person can skin you alive also. We'll have breakfast in the city. Grab fruits there for you to eat for a while. I'll just take a shower and ran things quickly," "Yes, Dad," heading out as he heads upstairs. Exiting myself from the living room and close the door. A horse was the first thing I saw. A familiar one. The horse's hair was shining as the rays of the sun were striking on it. "Lyka?" Calling the horse and it yee ha! "Hi," covering my mouth as it shooked me. "You can speak, Lyka? Oh, God! This is incredible," but a finger poked me at the back

Elena's POV I stirred in my sleep and felt something very soft under me. It felt like I am sleeping on clouds, so soft and comfortable. I don't want to wake up. I snuggled more into the clouds to feel heaven. But then I realized that I am not into heaven but in hell. I opened my eyes to see the devil sitting on the couch with a cigarette in between his fingers. His expressions were neutral and his eyes were unreadable as always. He was looking at nothing in particular. It seems like he is planning the murder of someone.

"Your majesty, where is the priestess, she spoke of the Heliumatine flower before, I think she has It in her possession" "What is this Heliumatine flower all about" I asked him again, "i have never heard of the name Heliumatine before, i never knew it existed" "It is a special kind of flower, to the ordinary people, it might seem insignificant but to is healers, it is like a life, it has the ability to restore a person's life at a dying minute and also it is very rare, it can only be found in the human realm" He answered.

“People say that this flower can kill small animals, so they use it for the protection of their fields. Some people even call them ‘death flower’. You are also like it, Helena.” Me, who was distracted by the lecture on plant sciences by that lady, got offended, and retorted back. “I’m a whisperer wolf, like my mom. You can’t fool me while using my face and strange facts.” She turned on her side and giggled, Shit! Her laughter was also like a symphony. Why was she so beautiful? “Look carefully, Helena. I’m the whisperer part of your soul. In fact, the combination of the Celestial and sussurro clans’ aura.

Pregnancy had made her even more beautiful. She was holding onto her belly and was surprised to find Megara. "Blossom." She said in her sweet voice. "My lady." Megara bowed at her respectfully. Helena walked up to her and was shocked upon seeing her bloodied collar and bandaged cheek. She raised her hand and gently caressed her cheek. Megara could not stop smiling because she was just too happy to see Helena. She always liked her. "Just an accident while training." Blossom lied and she poked her forehead. "So careless of you." She chided and Megara yelped, rubbing her forehead.

I couldn’t help but wonder what—or who—had cut her life so tragically short. “Hyacinth!” The voice pulled me from my thoughts, and I turned to see Helmi approaching, her rose-red dress flowing around her like the petals of a freshly bloomed flower. She looked radiant, her cheeks flushed with excitement. “Helmi,” I beamed, excusing myself from the group I was speaking with. We embraced warmly, her laughter infectious. “Oh, you’re here!” “Of course, I wouldn’t miss a gala,” Helmi giggled, her eyes sparkling. “You’re in New York now? I should’ve known!”

She did not really know what kind of flower that might fit to Gerald’s taste. “Alright. I think I will get Orchid flower, then.” Gerald quickly decided to choose orchid. Virginia suddenly remembered something. When she saw some pictures of Helena, she saw in few pictures that Helena was holding an orchid flower. Virginia believed that Gerald used to buy her orchid. “Orchid flower? I bet it is Helena’s favorite flower…” Virginia tried to guess the reason of why Gerald chose it. “You know it!?” Gerald was shocked. He then started to tell Virginia about the connection between Orchid flower and Helena. He sounded so excited to tell about that topic. He kept talking a lot about Helena and he look

Amongst the white tiny blooms and rosette, discrete leaflets were mature taproots settled neatly in rows. “My new companions are so handy, are they, Helia? Aren’t you glad I haven’t used the storksbills?” said Siegfried, gesturing to marvel at the potential chaos around them while holding the shallow wicker. The goat-head was basking in pride at the achievement of conjuring Herbie, the swollen fingers and the crows which were silently nestling on Helia’s hut and in the crevices of the bluff. “No, Siegfried!” said Helia. She tossed her arms out as she heaved to get the first carrot away from its burrow. “Hmm…umph! Those pesky crows are rowdy in the morning!”