Floral Names Novels & Stories

I touched a particular flower, I am ignorant of the name and I don't wish to ask her about it, it would look embarrassing to me so I kept it to myself. "Sir this flower you are admiring is called a desert rose or an impala lily, it got a nice fragrance and ladies love it as well, the smell is also relaxing for our kinds." "I see." Was just the two words that left my mouth at least I know the name. "Yes sir, do you need me to get some flowers like this when you are about to leave?" She asked avoiding looking at me. "I guess so." "Noted Alpha." "I want to sit here a little, get me a brand of wine that is good and expensive, I would love to have it here," I ordered her.

She was backed by proud oak and hawthorn trees, which arched above her family’s small cabin, casting it into shadow. The cabin itself was bordered by a small, well-kept flower patch, dotted with bright yellows and whites, and softer hues of purple and blue. Ivy climbed up the wooden walls, and the windows were framed with heavy baskets of flowers, too. Rose had been named for her mother’s favourite flower, of which there were many to the front of the small house. Her name had been the match that lit their friendship – such similar, floral names they shared – though they had little in common other than that. Lily pulled her sleeve down over her muddy hand and w

"What about you, Perrie?" "The color of semperflorens, then. I'll be having a personalized dress." "Me too," Poppy seconded. "It's a deal. We should wear the color of our names." "You have two names, two different colors," I nonchalantly reminded Aconite. It's making me sick that our names are all flowers. Now they are having a fuss out of it. "Any of the two, then. They both look great on her," the Almighty Semperflorens cheerfully replied.

Avery asked about their trip to Raven's Peak, and Adeline and Adam both began to excitedly explain what they saw. "We saw the most beautiful night flowers, Aunt Avery!" Adam exclaimed. "They were called 'Luna Blossoms,' and they were this gorgeous shade of purple. And they smelled like honey!" Adeline chimed in, "Yes, and the Luna Blossoms are a type of flowering plant that only blooms at night. They have these delicate, star-shaped petals and..." Avery's eyes began to glaze over as Adeline and Adam continued to explain the details of the Luna Blossoms. She held up her hand, laughing.

He supplied and a light seemed to go on. “I’m sorry what does that mean, is that just a name?” She asked interested and pulled out a little steno from her pocket and a pen. She wrote that down. She always wanted to know what the proper name was, and she called it a juniper lily. The flower looked like it grew out of a juniper bush, but had far softer stems. Not quite woody like normal juniper she’d seen. “More a name, it means forever bloom. They bloom even in winter, and can give temporary relief to pain speed up healing. No one has seen it in a very long time. How did you get it, when did you come over?”

Her Mate needed this flower to cure the poison, and on this very night, it had finally bloomed, almost as if it were welcoming him. Grey Wolf was captivated by its beauty. “Cara, what kind of flower is this?” he asked. ‘Don’t know,’ she tilted her head, thinking for a moment before grinning. “The Glimmering Flower? It sparkles… so pretty!’ That was just how Cara named plants, on a whim, calling them whatever felt right in the moment. Grey Wolf chuckled at her innocent way of thinking. “So, you wanted to show me this flower?” She nodded and explained, ‘Mate eats, poison gone, wolf stronger!’

She said, and before I could say another word of agreement, she grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the small cart filled with vases of flowers. “Get the lily,” she pointed as she picked up the hibiscus flowers. “The names of the guests are listed, and their preferred and hated flowers are written there. Make sure you don't mix them up,” she said as she pushed a long list into my hand. “The Luna Dowager loves Jasmine?” I asked, staring at the name of the Luna at the top of the list. “Yes, the past Luna's name was Jasmine, so the Luna Dowager made the flower her favorite to honour her,” she said as she walked off to drop the flowers where they were meant to be.

Huh, people just wouldn’t stop judging. “Do you know what flower came to my mind when I looked at Zephyr for the first time?” Luna Nesta said, looking into my eyes. “A flower that’s found only in inaccessible Gloom forests of Goredom. A flower that has the ability to take the form and shape of every flower in this world, but it has no defined properties of its own. Till date, no one has been able to find out what is the true form of that flower.” “Arcanes, also known as the Nameless flowers,” Miya said, and luna Nesta nodded.

I guess I should. “What are good dragon names though?” I wonder out loud, grabbing the yellow eyed one, who sat pouting at being ignored. Its forked tongue darts out and touches my nose at finally getting some attention. I cradle it in my arms like a baby, staring at it. “They are yours, my flower. Totally, and fully. We will all help keep them fed and in line, but at the end of the day, we can’t control them. Only you can. And naming them is a huge part of that.” I nod a little. He was right.

Daisy asks me. “You’re very thoughtful tonight, Sir Bjorn,” Rosemary says. I learned that sprites call every man they see Sir and then his title and/or name and all women Lady and then their title and/or name. It’s another thing I find very cute and sweet about them. “Are you sad,” Hibiscus asks. It didn’t escape me that all sprites have a name that is related to a flower, plant, or something earthy, even the males. “The three of you are with me every night. You stay with me, you give me pleasure, but I find myself wanting more.”