Flower From 1970 Novels & Stories

" I will plant my seed in your belly with great effort. And when you start with your mood swings, who will be there for you?, It is me." " Ok, it's our baby." " Good." " So when are you going to start planting,mr farmer?. We need to harvest in the next nine months." "Yes ma'am" ****************** Nine months later Ariande was rushed to the labour room by Gina and Sydney. She was in excruciating pain. " Xander!" Ariande called out to her husband. " Sydney, call Xander." Gina ordered. " Hello" Sydney said over the phone. " Yes Sydney,any problem?" Xander replied.

I told myself this was tactically interesting and nothing else. By day seven I had stopped telling myself that. On day eight Ruby brought oats with strawberries arranged on top with a care that was its own form of hostility, and stood watching me from the doorway while I considered the tray with the expression of someone who was genuinely sorry to cause inconvenience. "I'm so sorry," I said warmly. "Strawberries give me hives. And the oats look like they've been waiting a while. I don't want to trouble you with something I won't be able to eat."

“Ms. Jensen, your partner and the kids are amazing. You’re really lucky. “Your arm would have been fine with just some ointment. But they insisted you stay in the hospital and took care of you the whole time.” Moon smiled. Pride shone in her eyes. Julian walked in with the two boys. He handed her the bouquet he was holding, and a warm smile spread across his face. “Your discharge papers are ready. The boys picked these flowers this morning. Congratulations on getting out of the hospital!” Zayden and Yannick leaned in on either side. “Ms. Jensen, look! There are still dewdrops on the flowers!” “Ms. Jensen, these flowers are as pretty as you!”

he said. Then he opened the box, and inside was a beautiful plant with a large flower bud. “That is gorgeous, I have never seen a plant like it before,” I said as I looked closer in the box at it. “It is as rare as you, my queen. The flower bud only opens once every seven years,” Adam said. Just as I was going to thank him again and offer him in for tea, the flower slowly opened, and sprayed a dusting of pollen at my face, causing me to cough.

He showed him in every way possible that he was his special and precious someone. At the beginning, their life might not have been that lively. But after meeting each other it got more colourful. At first the other lost hope and a heart to love but after tormenting seasons he still found a time to bloom. Like a flower withering in harsh conditions, it picks up after being cared for. For Lui Xian, Feng Shao was his Lotus Flower. THE END

One day , Daisy thought of going picnic with Pheony and Theodore , because these few Pheony was somewhat gloom , so , she thought picnic will make her happy like always . They went to the grassland filled with some flowers , it had a pleasant atmosphere . They took a maid and one escort with them . Daisy thought , if they played as usual , Pheony will be happy as always . As usual , we ran through the grasslands , and plucked the flowers . Daisy made a flower crown for Pheony . The white flowers will go with her pink hair . As I placed the flower crown on her head , she was coughing blood while smiling at her.

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

But then Rose was so common in the design industries of the world, Jade wanted a unique design that's why he chose the chocolate cosmos flower, a very rare flower. I knew what was best for the design, my foster parents were botanists and had a flower garden. They studied the plant and virtually knew everything about the plant. It had a noble and virtuous aura, Botanists around the world who claimed they had found the plants in deserts and tropical areas said it had a fragrant and intoxicating scent. It bloomed once every year and it was only at night. Though recently, technology has it that they could prolong its blooming time.

Of course I wanted his number then I replied, "What is your name?" I sat my phone down so I could dry off and get dressed. Then like clock work another ping from I*******m. He asked, "What is your name beautiful?" I began to blush then replied. "My name is Elisabeth Rose Freeman ,but everyone calls me Beth", I messaged back. He then replied, "Vladius Lee Sinclair, nice to meet you Beth". I then in return sent my number to him. I finished getting ready for the day. I was planning on cleaning up my dorm room.

I wasn't about to wreck a home. "So dumb." I wipe my eyes on my knees, but the tears don't stop. I look up and can see people making their way through the trees towards me. I sniff and rest my chin on my hands. My eyes trail down, and through my blurry vision, I can see dozens and dozens of flowers blooming around me. I furrow my brow, wiping at my eyes again and moving to sit on my knees and crouch over the flowers. I hadn't wiped my hands on the ground, but they were still blooming. Pink ones, purple, white. Still smaller than a quarter, but slightly bigger than the last ones I made bloom. And there were a lot more of these too. They continued to appear around where I sat as I watched.