Flower Hashira Novels & Stories

Now that she thought about it, if she was going to make a hairpin for her mother, she should probably make one for the archduchess. Shyly looking at the boy beside her, Maria asked, "Does your mother have a favorite type of flower?" The two maids standing close by couldn't help but wonder what their young mistress was planning. "A favorite type of flower? That would be the Royal Passion." After hearing that, Maria told Kuroka, the neko-maid with black hair, to find the flower and bring it back to her. After instructing Kuroka, she turned to Shirone, the neko-maid with long white hair, and requested a short list of items she needed. Once Shirone had left, Richard turned to her and asked,

Sora followed them but Yukio and I went by the lake to look at the flowers. “What kind of flower is this, Mama?” He asked, pointing to the sweet pea flower. “This is sweet pea. This is mama’s favorite flower. Mama loves this flower so much that’s why mama calls you her sweet pea.” He picked one up and put it on my ear. “Yuki, come and practice with us. Let’s see if you still know how to use this.” Yorihisa tossed me a spear. I looked at Yukio and he had a confused look on his face. I glanced at Sora and saw that he was looking at me. He must not know that I know how to fight. I walked over to Yorihisa and gave him back the spear.

I pulled the Ghost’s Whisper out and set it on the vanity. Mira glanced at the flowers. “What is that?” she asked, reaching for them. “They’re beautiful.” I slapped her hand away. “It’s a ceremonial flower for fertility,” I said. “Not to be touched by anyone but the Queen.” Mira nodded, not bothering to ask more questions.

Flora Amor acted as though she didn’t hear a thing and walked straight into the office. “Damn you! You bitch! I’m talking to you!” Veron screamed after her. Ignoring her still, Flora Amor stepped inside—and stopped. A bouquet of roses sat on the desk, along with an invitation card. Curiosity nudged her forward. She picked up the card. A wedding invitation. Dixal and Shelda’s wedding. Her brows lifted. 'Who commissioned this—Shelda?' A bitter laugh spilled from Veron behind her. “What? Shocked? Even you couldn’t escape Dixal’s games. Three days from now, he’s marrying Shelda. All your fantasies about him end there.”

sound, only to see the surrounding do not know when to gather dozens of people, these people are all dead face, body also carries a corpse gas, does not seem to be a living person. "I can't believe someone has come to welcome us so soon, red-eyed one, the minions are all yours." Dusty Nonflora still held her nose. Tactile Hitomi shook her head and smiled, then her arms spread out, "Thousand Leaf Flying Flower!" In an instant, the forest full of leaves transformed into a sharp blade that flew and swirled in the air, and in an instant, it decimated dozens of low-rank Corpse Demons.

Allura finally lost her patience, and Erebus's expression loosened up at her words-- She didn't know what the gift would be. "Fine..." Erebus pressed around his wound as if the pain was too much for him to bear anymore, "Let go of me!" Allura smirked and pulled out her finger, hard. Erebus stuck out his hand flat, and with a slight tremble in his hand, a scarlet red rose appeared from thin air -- The flower of death! "Pretty, isn't it?" Allura stared at the flower with lust shining in her eyes. She didn't haste, but leaned on Erebus wounded shoulder as if they were just a normal couple, admiring something pretty in his hand together.

On the contrary, she happily waved at him. Flaming Qilin flickered his eyes at Scarlet Siren and the others only to see that she and the others were standing there with Chu Xun. "Scarlet Siren, how could you help human beings?" "Flaming Qilin, now that the Soul-Curing Flower has bloomed, our promise had been fulfilled," said Scarlet Siren. "Indeed, you've kept your promise since the Soul-Curing Flower blossomed. However, the Soul-Curing Flower isn't something these ants can covet," Flaming Qilin remarked.

“No... you saddest of a witch you have had your share of games.. now. I need answers. The flower — where is it? What is happening to my people?” She tilted her head, smiling faintly, amusement flickering across her face. “Ah… the flower,” she murmured. “Such a small thing… yet it holds the power to touch those you love, to twist the very threads of life and pain. But you must look beyond the obvious to find it, little pup. Only those willing to risk the unseen can grasp it... but I don't think you will need it...” I took a step forward, my wolf bristling. “Stop dancing around. I am sick and tired of your mind games.. My people are suffering. I want the flower, now!”

Namio watched him for a moment longer before quickly leaving. Inside Cyber Island, Hana was observing the rhythm of movement of the purple flowers in front of her. She had only entered here for 2 minutes, and they had attacked her in unison. They seemed to have a hunch and could guess Hana's direction. More specifically, Hana burned them all with Worn, but after, each flower grew as fast as a mushroom. After each time, their attack ability became faster and more robust. Hana recalled the book Henry had given her, based on which she knew it was a Blue Or flower whose mission was to protect Helix fruit.

Hero elaborated, “In werewolf lore, the Starlight Blossom is revered as a symbol of hope and renewal. It is said to have the power to calm the savage instincts of werewolves during the full moon, allowing them to retain their human consciousness and control.” Their presentation was met with intrigued murmurs from the audience, impressed by the imaginative concept of the Starlight Blossom and its significance in both mythology and folklore. Mrs. Ramirez nodded in approval, acknowledging their creativity and thorough research. Esmeray and Calliyah stepped forward, ready to present their project on the Enchanted Moonflower, a rare and mystical bloom with a captivating allure. “Good morning, eve