Flower Fell Novels & Stories

the adult male said. "I'm really irritated with that female outsider who sticks to Centaurus and the handsome winged lion all the time. Will Purple Flower be really effective?" the young female asked. I was stunned upon hearing the voice of the female who was speaking to her father. It was Falla, and she sounded extremely jealous. I can feel the tone of hate from her words, though I was baffled because the 'Purple Flower' was actually an herb used for relieving headaches. Why would she give Tora that herb?

“I fell sick and was unable to attend.” “Well, now you can pay your respect.” Gavin silently agreed. His eyes settled on the stone again, his view on it now different now that he knows its purpose. His eyes fall on the flowers surrounding it. The flowers are admittedly beautiful, but why? “Aster,” the alpha suddenly spoke again. “Sorry?” Gavin asked, confused. “That’s the name of the purple flower,” the alpha supplied. “You wanted to know why it’s chosen?” did Gavin say that out loud?

She was hoping for him to say something, but he never did. "I guess you're right," Ahankara smiled back, before sighing. "That's just how fate works." She looked at Yashvir with tender eyes and a soft smile. "Flames, no matter how dangerous, always seem to be drawn towards roses." - - - - - -

It was a reliable constant. "Not in the way people are," he continued. "She manages it. Actively. There's something underneath it, she's not indifferent, but what she shows is controlled rather than suppressed. The difference is in the eyes." I leaned back in my chair. Outside the window the grounds were doing what they did in late autumn, going bare and gray and cold, the kind of afternoon that arrived early and intended to stay. The trees along the east wall had dropped most of what they were going to drop. The training ground was empty at this hour. The compound was running at its usual pace around the disruption of having an unknown female in my bedroom, which was a sentence I had not an

Lucas had responded by breaking his finger on the spot and making him apologize to Cassiopeia while slapping himself. She remembered the way Lucas had declared boldly, "I will not let anyone get away with hurting Cassie!" However, he just ordered her to be tossed into a pool for Freya and Liam, a pair of strangers. He was the one who swore a vow, but he was also the one who broke the oath. Cassiopeia did not struggle. She willingly plunged into the depths. 'Lucas, I regret ever falling in love with you.'

He held the power to bring a smile to my face when I was going through unbearable pain. It glowed lighter. revealing a pair of eyes, it was also a part of a burning fire. My lower lip trembles from all the emotions consuming me, he was here he was holding me. I couldn't speak and just stared at him. A black wing sparking with an amber glow rested on my forehead and a bright red flower landed on my chest, cracking sparkles around it. I had read about it in the Herbology book. FlammaFlos! It's a powerful plant and the Queen of Faerie guards them. I saw Cassandra but her sight wasn't clear. It's given for a new life.

(Natalie's POV) The grey roses surrounded us, their petals shimmering with that unique frosted appearance that gave them their name—Moonlit Frost. I stood in the middle of this floral wonderland, my heart racing with emotions I couldn't quite name. "Do you like it?" Florian asked, his amber eyes studying my reaction carefully. "I like it so much that I'm speechless," I admitted. The truth was, I couldn't describe how I felt at that moment. My ability to express myself had vanished, leaving only the sound of my heart pounding in my chest. This gesture—extravagant yet somehow deeply personal—had caught me completely off guard.

flower? I growl as I stretch my feet ready to attack and defend. "Ooops, the wind blows" She mumbles even if there is no wind to be feel. The flower fly and before it even landed on our fac, it vanish. "Fu fu fu, that was... hilar-" Before she even finish her words, I jump into her and make her face the ground using my feet. "You..." "Um..." "Shut up or I'll let you here torn into pieces"

Writer's POV As Selena strolled through the yard, she couldn't help but notice the Gardenia flower in full bloom. The sight was so captivating that she couldn't resist plucking a few flowers to take with her. One of the flowers she picked accidentally fell to the ground. As she bent down to retrieve it, a gentle evening breeze swept through, causing the leaves to rustle and the creamy white petals to dance in the wind. Looking up, Selena witnessed the Gardenia flower gracefully floating in the sky, and it brought a smile to her face.

But he had brought her scent with him. I walked to the edge of the cliff. The sea crashed below, a roar of white and azure, hungry and indifferent. I extended my hand, the one holding the rose, and opened my fist. The flower fell. It tumbled through the air, spinning, shedding petals like drops of blood, until it vanished into the foam.