Flower Goddess Novels & Stories

“Hey, you!” She spun around, startled, to find herself face-to-face with Dixal’s fiancée—every feature of the woman was striking, her beauty almost blinding at close range. From every angle, she looked like a goddess sculpted into perfection. Well, models were born with that kind of flawless grace, weren’t they? If Flora Amor were into women, she might’ve courted her herself; even she couldn’t deny the woman’s allure. “Are you deaf?” The sharp tone snapped Flora Amor back from her wandering thoughts.

the woman snorted, offended, her slender fingers gripping the staff tightly “Girl, you don’t know who you’re talking to, so I’ll forgive that question. But only this once, so watch your tongue!” “Holly,” Garrett said, looking as surprised by it all as I was “I’m sure that, even among your pack, the legends about the last priestesses of the Goddess must be acknowledged. Well, you’re talking to one of the few who remain,” he explained, making me gasp “This is Flora. Our sorceress and also our link to the Goddess.” “I… I…” my whole body trembled as I looked back at that woman “I’m so sorry. I could never have imagined that…”

“Flowers and trees grow from the earth. Water runs along the streams and forms waves in the sea. May you return to the moon and shine your blessing over us. “ Everyone bows their head in respect and drops their flower to the floor. The moon expands and the flowers along with the bodies of Lone Stone pack all sunk underground. Fireflies erupt from the forest and move in a circular motion. Hundreds of them. Flying towards the moon as their bright light fills the dark of the night. A couple swirls around the pack and gathers in front of us. Taking the form of a woman. Her hands grab at the earth, every tear from her eye falls leaving a patch of roses, just then she stands looking up and her eye

lady Melo said, slewing her mask above her chin and covering the lower part of her lower face, "Ahh yes, the Flower Garden. I have heard it has the most beautiful ladies there. Perhaps one day I will visit it and look for myself a bride." Tyndale said. Lady Melo turned to him, clearly evoked by his words. "Pillage all the villages you want Tyndale but don't you dare come close to mine!" she answered back, her eight generals nodded in agreement. Flower Garden was a village created by Lady Melo, an all-female society constituted by slaves and mistreated women Lady Melo rounded up under her protection. She was the founder and chief of the village, starting off as a Flame of the Temple, a class

Silver Dawn. The sixth Circle in the seven-Circle structure that organized our world, sorted us by ability, by gift, by what the bloodline carried down through generations whether anyone asked it to or not. The Circles were not a hierarchy, not the way outsiders sometimes assumed when they heard the numbering. They were a taxonomy. Here is what you can do. Here is where you belong. Here is how you serve. The sorting happened young, around the first shift, when the body declared itself and the Circle elders came to look and wrote down what they saw.

Every soul trapped within this flower will be seen. Amora looked at the flower for a long time. She rubbed it smoothly and gently. Really she didn't think that Selena was so smart to hide human souls in these beautiful flowers. “I wish all the souls you cursed to be free. Everyone has faults, but they have the right to change,” Amora said to herself looking at the white Foxglove flower.

"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.

I take in my surroundings at once to see that I’m in a garden-like cottage with trees and flowers scattered around. A healer must have lived here, I reason, plucking the flower the leaf came from and recognizing it at once. It’s Ghost Dahlia, a rare flower with healing powers. It’s said to be extinct, so what is it doing here? I pluck the dead-like flower, which blossoms into a beautiful yellow flower in my hands. Legend says it only blossoms for the pure-hearted, which warms my heart. “The moon goddess has come to our aid, and you must save me with the flower,” Bailey says, and I feel a pang in my chest. “I do not know how much time I have left, and the potion you took is just temporary,” s

When I open them again, I see that I’m standing in a field. There are tons of flowers and beautiful trees. As I look out I see a figure walking towards me. A woman. She has on a white gown with gold bracelets. Her hair is long and wavy, and the color of melted chocolate. Her eyes change colors as they lay on me. First brown, then red, then green, then purple. I feel a closeness with her. I feel drawn to her. “Hello, my child.” Oh, my goddess, it's her. It’s the moon goddess. She smiles and then chuckles. “Walk with me,” she says and I do. I turn to face the left and follow after her.

Not today. I closed my eyes. "Nathan, she possesses the power of the Moon Goddess. She needs to be inside right now!" His eyelids flickered for a second and he glanced at her. "No way!" He shook his head. "She's the moon wolf?!" He pointed at her. "Yes listen, Nathan—" "Are you stupid? I thought you were bringing in strays again, but you brought this dangerous hybrid to our doorstep?!" The veins at his neck bulged, threatening to tear out of his flesh.