Flower Bullets Novels & Stories

Florence said and waved her hands at him. Then she bent down and said, "Right now, all I have to do is close the hole with these leaves and wood pieces, so even if there is a slim chance for you to escape from there, it will block that path. Ahh... yes... Wolf's bane... How could I forget that?" She muttered and took a bottle that contained purple-colored powder from inside her pocket. "Do you know when a hunter tries to lure the wolf into their trap, they use this on fresh meat so that they could catch one easily," Florence explained to him and shook the bottle in front of him.

These deceptively delicate flowers would dictate nothing for him. He raised his hand to cast the bouquet aside when a faint, almost ethereal chime reached his ears. His eyes flicked forward instantly. A figure, draped entirely in black, aimed their claws at his throat. Without hesitation, Finn intercepted the blow with the hand clutching the bouquet. The fragile blossoms bore the brunt, scattering into a swirling cloud of petals.

I moved away from him, rummaging through the bushes around as I searched for anything that could serve as an anaesthetic. A light smile of relief tugged at my lips as I found a bunch of poppy flowers. They would have to do. I stuffed a stem into his mouth, before compressing his skin as I forced the bullet out. Even with the impromptu poly flower, he still grunted in pain. Tears pooled in my gaze as my skin crawled as though his pain automatically translated to being mine. I gritted my teeth, fighting through the rush of unfamiliar emotions as I eventually forced the bullet out. I had a string of cloth ready as I prepared to control the bleeding.

Lucas watched with a blank expression before issuing another order, "Toss her into the pool." Freya shook her head desperately and tried to beg for mercy, but no words would come out of her mouth when she tried to speak. She watched in despair as they grabbed her and tossed her into the pool. What happened at the ceremony spread like wildfire on the internet. "The president of Cadell Corporation killed his daughter for a bastard, and his childhood sweetheart left him!" "Is he the father of the boy or the Devil Incarnate?" "The president of Cadell Corporation is a soulless, sick, and twisted man!"

“Some women water flowers Some women burn them down And then there’s the one who does both, smiling.” The morning sun slipped through the gauzy curtains like a shy guest overstaying its welcome. A quiet breeze rolled through Amy’s bedroom—the room Ellie now slept in, now bled in, now healed in. The space still smelled faintly of her. Leather and lilies, blood and rosewater. It had been over six

"Whatever. Let me show you these." He felt her eyes on him as her curiosity radiated off of her. Lucas picked a box from the shelf and opened it, revealing bullets. "Is there supposed to be something special?" She asked, her voice laced with disappointment. Lucas put a glove on and picked up the little bullet carefully between his two fingers. "These are silver bullets. It will kill werewolves or at least cause some serious damage." He explained. "That's so cool! Why have you got them?" She asked, taking a silver bullet to look at.

Screams resounded as the dust filled the air, Camellia wielded a gun in each hand, firing simultaneously. Bang... Bang... Two consecutive gunshots. Two bullets hit right in the middle of the eyebrows, creating two bloody holes. One bullet pierced through one head of the Wolf Gang, then shot into the second head's forehead. Another one struck the third head's forehead dead center, with unparalleled precision. The movements were swift and beautiful, even more aesthetic and impactful than a Hollywood movie's gunfight! The Marksman Camellia never missed! Everyone was shocked, and chaos ensued. Rose flew into the air, following the thread as it soared up to the third floor, with bullets chasing a

I muttered, gazing out of the window and watching the world go by. Suddenly, he broke the silence, asking about the bouquet I had brought along. "What are you gonna do with those flowers?" he queried, trying to divert my attention. I shrugged, a smile spreading across my face. "I don't know yet. I just couldn't bear to see them go to waste, so I brought them with me." He chuckled, the sound filling the car and warming my heart. I couldn't help but ask him, “WHAT?" And then he responded with a grin on his face, "No, I can't believe you ruined my plan because you hated stepping on flowers."

"Okay but, this isn't fair. You need to look on the bright side too, what about times that you want to live your life to the fullest?" I scoffed. "You are ridiculous". "Every time you feel like you want to live, promise me you'll put up a flower" Aarish said. "Oh shut up, I am not like you Mr square shooter, and I am not planning to change who I am and why would I?" "It’s only fair, you shouldn't be so dark, Li" He continued” and a butterfly with a flower is not lonely" he stopped. "And you didn't kill your brother" He said barely audible.

"Hel..." "I want you in my room now!" The boss ordered. How much she hated his commanding attitude. "Haaahhh! I will kill you." She screamed and stormed out of the room, stamping her feet very hard on the ground. Xander chuckled when he saw her reaction after the phone call. 'She is such a wild flower' There was a loud bang on the door. He knew that it was only Ariande that would do that. "Don't pull down my door as you did my car." He shouted to her hearing. She opened the door and barged in.