Flower Hashira Novels & Stories

Philip glanced at it and found this scene to be somewhat familiar. In his memory, this flower was said to grow in the netherworld. Looking at the blooming flower, all the spirits said with satisfaction, “Finally, we’ve fulfilled the wish of the mighty being and planted a red spider lily in the ancient ruins.” That mighty being’s wish? Philip's eyes lit up. “That mighty being you’re talking about…” However, before Philip could finish asking, all the spirits entered the flower and disappeared before Philip's eyes.

"Hem ... then what is Yorin with flowers?" Asked Francista. "Flowers, yes. Yes, Yorin is a beautiful woman. He has a chosen descendant. Every flower he picks can become a weapon, "answered Noumi. "Hem ... but isn't Yorin not having unlimited age stock, he could have gone right?" Francista said. "Yes, that's possible. But I don't think there is anything out of the ordinary, "Erlangga answered.

she replied. The Higashinese girl immediately stared at Flo sharply. “Hmm, I didn’t expect you to know all that, 165th rank of the espionage division, Floria Fresilca. The 18th rank Rikka Gallipolia seems to have spoken a lot to you. But her betrayal brought disaster upon her,” Azusa replied. The Higashinese girl immediately stared at Flo sharply. “Hmm, I didn’t expect you to know all that, 165th rank of the espionage division, Floria Fresilca. The 18th rank Rikka Gallipolia seems to have spoken a lot to you. But her betrayal brought disaster upon her,” Azusa replied.

It would be perfect with a tea, she thought. "So what are your plans later when Haris arrives?" Serra asked as she leaned her head on Mira's shoulders. "I don't know" she answered. "Maybe give him flowers? Do boys love flowers?" Serra chuckled. "Of course!" she exclaimed. The idea of Mira giving flowers to Haris sent a shiver of happiness in her heart. It's always been boys who give flowers to women and it's so good to see women do it in return. "Flowers are for everyone!"

“The boy is already dead. It’ll be pointless for you to go near him.” “What about his funeral? The body?” “Milady… Tell me something. Would you prefer saving someone else’s life over yours?” What he says shocks Ayame and she stops struggling. “That’s what I thought.” He says and the flower who was half destroyed jumps out of the window. “CR*P! Just uses them now.” Says the blonde-haired man and the men in black stick some kind of seal on the root of the flower. The flower stops moving and becomes invisible to everyone else. The reason to it becoming invisible to everyone else was that it had been contained.

It didn’t matter that he was human; he was still a precious member of the pack. “No, yes…maybe…I don’t know…” Freya swiped her hands through her hair. “He brought her flowers yesterday afternoon…black dahlias and red poppy.” “So?” So Julian gave Mirage flowers…what was wrong with that? “Black dahlias and red poppy…are considered cursed flowers, Alex.” Freya sighed. “And these were imbued in some kind of spell. Mirage seemed constantly afraid…panicked, until I burned down the flowers and she returned to her normal self slowly.”

Lines of concern were denoted on his forehead. "Love, are you okay,"? He asked anxious while rubbing her back. Ava nodded in a daze. Her mind was still processing everything. The words running around in his mind. What flower? She doesn't have any flower nor does she know any flower. "We must find that flower, Ava," her wolf spoke. "What flower,"? Ava inquired. "That flower which only you can see. That flower will end the upcoming war,". "Upcoming war,"? Ava asked but got only silence in return. She huffed in frustration.

he said excitedly to the others. The one with black hair closed his eyes, covering the irises that were the same color as the night sky. “She’s here,” he said in a whisper. He turned to the other three, a grin on his face, and continued, “The Moonflower.”

"We are just friends, Adam, but if there is a chance to be more, rules get broken at some point." He rose his brow at me. "Oh? I remember how-" "Hi, guys!" Natalia greeted as she made her way to us. Her fiery, red locks fell a little bit passed her shoulders and she wore a white blouse and dark jeans. I smiled at her. "Hey." Adam placed a soft kiss on his girlfriend's lips. "Hey, babe." She returned both our smiles and looked at me. "What's going on?" "Higan's crushing on a first year," Adam answered before I could even open my mouth.

"Ah. So you can see what is in me if you want to?" "It does not work that way. I can only see what you show me." I am looking around again, it is then I notice the drawing of a flower carved on each wooden sides of the mirrors. That flower. It is familiar, I have seen it before. "What's the name of that flower?" Carla follows my gaze. "Oh that? That's the queen of the night flower. It is from it that the energy of the reflection was first extracted. It is a very uncommon flower and not just anyone can possess it."