Floral Names Novels & Stories

Drom asked, wanting to break the uneasy silence. “Well, it's not as had as when I started out. I'm catching up to the other girls, although daffodil was pretty upset about the Lady’s decision yesterday.” “What happened?” “She wanted to change her name. You see as I told you before, the orchid is like a hire achy of titles. It's like the army having lieutenants and commanders, that kind of ranking. So the highest-ranked Orchid gets the name Tulip, then followed by Daffodil, Rose, Lavender, Sunflower, and finally Daisy. But ever since the invasion we've never heard from Tulip. The lady said she stayed behind, and after five years of course one would've thought she had had to be killed somehow.

Caesar casually asked, "You seem to like roses a lot?" Lola said, "They're delicious!" She put her hands on the cold stone railing, excitedly pointing to a red flower growing not far away, and told Caesar, "Ah! General, do you know that flower? Its scientific name is Pseudorchis albida. The stamens taste sweet. It's said that as long as an Alpha gives it to an Omega, the Omega will never be able to leave the Alpha. Many Alphas pick it by hand to express their love for their Omegas..."

her lips were curled into a soft, welcoming smile. I offered a small smile in return before muttering a soft "Hello" Lilo looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to say my name, but then sighed when she realized I wasn't going to. "Colleen, this is Rosalya, but she also goes by Rosie. She's Calix’s human mate!", Lilo said like if she were a proud mom. Oh my gosh, this girl. Colleen gasped, clamping her hands to her mouth with widened eyes. I shrunk into the bed a little as I wasn't really liking her reaction.

I bent forward and to my surprise it smelled like mogra. I was overwhelmed. I watched over my shoulder at Luna as she stroked one of the flowers. "So are they named, dear. This is mainly known as Dove or Egret flower from the family of orchids. But what you are seeing is a breed of Egret and Mogra. They grow mainly during summers but our gardeners and researchers worked on my request and made it grow throughout the year. So I can see them whenever I like." I stared at the flowers. They were heavenly and the touch was softer than cotton. Yet, it was as thin as paper. I was in awe.

“How are you?” Just says the letter and has the letter D signed, at the very bottom of the paper. She quickly released it and she recoiled in shock. “Da-Darwin ?!” the name first entered her mind. And if you count each type of those sent to his flower, it indicates six letters in the name. And if Nadia pulls out the flower she will see a red ribbon tied to each flower with the letter written, D for rose, A for orchids, R for tulips, W for lilies, I for dahlia and N for lotus flower. Six kinds of flowers and six letters.

said Yuna standing beside me. When I was about to turn away, something caught my eye. Name of each locker. There are named Cosmos, Dandelion, Lotus, Orchid, Edelweiss and so on. The names of the flowers were followed by an odd number out of order. "Do you know why the locker numbers are not sequential?" Yuna asked making me nervous. "Maybe it's because the number is already taken. I forgot about it a bit myself," I said, trying to look relaxed.

Just his eyes burning into mine. He was for a fourteen year old. I let him into my life, he held on the bumpy ride. I put up my first flower on the wall that day, next to a butterfly. It was a rose.

“It smells amazing here.” A florist approached, her apron dusted with petals. “Can I help you?” “Yes,” Adam said, gesturing toward Chloe. “My sister wants to choose some flowers.” Chloe reached out, her fingers brushing the edge of a display. “Can you describe them to me?” The florist began listing options. “We have sunflowers—bright and cheerful—pink roses, daisies, lilies... Would you like to feel them?” Chloe nodded, and the florist gently placed a rose in her hand. Chloe traced the soft petals, her smile widening. “This is lovely. What is it?”

She said while I held back the smile creeping around my lips Her voice carried a sense of reverence as she spoke, as though each word was imbued with her own experiences and emotions. I found myself entranced by her storytelling, her words weaving a tapestry of meanings and emotions associated with these beautiful flowers. As the conversation continued, we delved deeper into the symbolism of other flowers. She spoke of the delicate elegance of the lily, the vibrant energy of the sunflower, and the quiet resilience of the orchid. Her words painted vivid pictures in my mind, evoking a deep appreciation for the wonders of nature and the messages they carried.

In the Imperial Palace, there used to be numerous Sea Blossoms planted. At that time, Emma believed that the fresh and beautiful Sea Blossoms symbolized the protection and affection Alpha Jeffn had for her. Later, she learned that the Sea Blossom was known by another name: the Disruption Flower. It was associated with bad omens; in reality, Alpha Jeffn detested this type of flower. Everything had been just a play, and today he brought Sea Blossoms, a remarkable provocation.