Flower Innocence Novels & Stories

Among them was a bouquet she couldn't ignore even if she wanted to— her favorite flower Frangipani. The garden that has become of her bedroom blurred out as her eyes focused on Frangipani. She picked them and embraced a full lungful of fragrance emitting from them. The sweet smell brought a smile to her lips. She searched through the flowers to find a card. She didn't know but she felt like there would be one... Because very few people knew about her love for Frangipani, including Hunter. A smile bloomed on her lips because there was a card. A vibrant blue with her name scribbled in Hunter's handwriting. It read:

“She… found a new studio. She’s starting her own brand. I want to congratulate her.” The florist’s expression softened instantly. “That’s wonderful. You must be very proud of her.” I only nodded once. “Well, then,” she said thoughtfully, moving toward a display of bright, delicate blooms. “Yellow freesias. They symbolize friendship, trust, and new beginnings. Perfect for someone starting a journey like hers.” She selected a few stems, handling them with the kind of care I didn’t understand but admired. Then she added elegant white lilies. “And these—for sincerity. They say your wishes for her success are genuine.”

After all, to him, she was as delicate and sweet-smelling as the pure jasmine flower… What’s more, Jasmines symbolized faithfulness, so this flower pretty much had it all. Either way, once they were done, Zivon led them out before taking his suit jacket off. After rolling his sleeves up, he then began sorting the flowers out, one by one… He was her boyfriend, and he knew that he owed her occasional surprises like these… Hopefully she’d be touched by his actions when she met him tonight…

I grinned at him " You know me so well." "Just tell me why you're here so I can help you out, I need to get back to work.". He said "You're so impatient." I said, chuckling loudly. A small patch of flowers at the rear end of the greenhouse caught my attention and I moved to get a closer look. It was a rich dark maroon and had velvety rounded petals and dark brown centers. "That's the Chocolate cosmos. It's quite rare and has a chocolaty- Vanilla fragrance. It'll be perfect for a gift. " Cam's voice rang out from behind me, I didn't realize he had followed me.

"Peony for beauty and Elegance." I can feel My cheeks turning red. Skye Is always eager to let me know how much she loves me. "Alstroemeria for Devotion and support." She said smiling proudly. I can feel the butterflies inside my stomach. "Chrysanthemum for joy and optimism." "Sunflower for adoration and loyalty" Happy tears started to swell into my eyes. And I can hear the kids giggling around us while stuffing their mouths with a cupcake. "Zinnia for respect and honor."

The faint scent that wafted over made her feel very comfortable. The flower with its elegant and gentle beauty symbolizes friendship and sincere love. It is said that this flower can relieve stress, and filter the air and dust. The patients here are also very fond of this flower. The paved road stretches, going straight to the outside. Because this is a large hospital in the city, the space is quite cool and the scenery is equally beautiful. "I still don't know her name. Sara turned to ask as if to break the silence between the two. His eyes, though lifeless, were bright like a twinkling star in the night sky. “My name is Elina.

ROSALINE….. “Who do you think has sent you these flower bouquets?” Winnie spoke beside me with great curiosity. “Is this Jasver or Alexei?” She was trying to find a card that could tell who had sent these. It didn't take rocket scientist to figure out who they were from. Because I knew who sent these flowers as I looked keenly at every flower bouquet. Purple Hyacinth for regret, white lilies for forgiveness, white roses for fresh start, pink roses for affection. It was none other than Alexei who sent these. I would have moved if I was the old Angelica who used to crave to get a single flower from him on her birthday, or on their anniversary day. He had never given her a single flower; now he

She climbed down from the bed slowly and walked close to Xander. "You did what!" She screamed and held his shirt. " You dare to me,you prick! And to worsen it, you changed my dress and my... you are so dead." Ariande couldn't think or say what else her boss had done. Xander didn't move, he only smiled. He could see her beauty in her anger. He was lost in those green eyes. And her anger made them sparkle. The fan blew her long black silky hair. Her lips were moving but he didn't hear anything, he only watched and thought of how tasty they would be. Ariande snapped her fingers at him when she noticed that he wasn't listening.

Sophia wondered if they were hurting as much as the kingdom was, or less because they didn’t get along with him anymore. One by one Knights approached the dais to lay down a white flower. She knew from special Knight only lessons during her years in the academy, although Sophia still didn’t know why any Knight would need a female only class in flower picking and arranging, that the white color represented innocence, humility and reverence.

he walks off and kneels next to a small patch of Crimson Beebalm. Crimson Beebalm is a stunning flower. The petals are long and slender and they come out of a hairy looking center that is connected green leaves that look like they support the bud and a long smooth green stem. Best of all, it’s edible so I’ll be collecting some of it for the camp. Wait, what did he say? “It’s obviously either red or yellow, I don’t know of any grey muted colored flowers, the center even looks black.”