Flower Wilted Novels & Stories

Several flower branches were falling under the green leaves of the Epiphyllum. Looking forward to the result, she looked at the Epiphyllum with her big beautiful eyes twinkling in the moonlight. "So this is the Epiphyllum." Said Walt, rubbing his chin with a thoughtful look. "The Epiphyllum only appears for weaver. It's said that it blossoms for love." Sonia said with a smile. "Perish for love too." Walt listened to her words with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"I didn't notice them roses earlier. And roses may be overrated, common but... they are still lovely." "Oh, they are far too common to be lovely, dear Brieanna." Hearing that voice made her eyes widened. She turns and she was not wrong. It was Viola, approaching them and when she did, seated on the third seat. "That's a lovely thing to say about roses but they are just flowers, they wither." "Like the other flowers," she utters, flashing a shy smile at Viola. Florainne on the other hand just stayed quiet. "Well, did you know that roses easily get diseases and fungal disease that affects them roses? They leave black spots on the leaves. It's too much work to be done, dear."

He groaned sexily before the elevator opened on our floor. He took my hand and led me to our room. I gasped when we walked in. It was absolutely beautiful. It was set up romantically, but instead of roses, little white and purple wisteria flowers. I told him that they were my favourite flowers, and he notified me that my scent actually contained them. I was genuinely stunned. “So?” he asked, wrapping his arms around me from behind. “I love it, and I love you even more,” I smiled as I turned to face him.

I said since words didn’t seem to be his strong suit. He set the box down and led me behind the house. After navigating through a lot of thorny grass, we came upon a large patch of wild, blue Mortalis Bloom flowers. I stared at them with curiosity as the man explained, “They’re overgrown now and may have been planted by mistake, but Mortalis Blooms can cause severe heart attacks and high blood pressure. In small quantities, they’re nearly undetectable. They’re rare, and not many people know about them, but—”

The fact that Phoenix had to fight the last group of hunters without her help made the situation many times more dangerous and deadly. Rowena bent down instead of answering me. She plucked a flower bud from the ground. “These wouldn’t bloom for a few more months.” She said as she raised the flower for me to see. Then I felt a warm draft. It was faint and barely noticeable, the kind of thing that I could easily pass as my own imagination even. The flower immediately began to move. It opened right before my eyes and beautiful colors were revealed. It was a pretty sight, but it only lasted for a few seconds. Soon, the flower began turning black and it bent down after died. After that, it disint

If you take life… I knelt near the back path where the hydrangeas still bloomed in their scattered pride—some pink, some blue, some white, as if they couldn't decide who they wanted to be. Lyra used to say they were shapeshifter flowers, always changing their truth depending on the soil. But one caught my eye. A single stalk. Smaller than the rest. Wilted and dry, slumped forward like it had given up. It wasn’t that far from the others—but still far enough to be alone.

They were women made of glass, women who spent their days reclining on silk cushions, waiting for an Emperor to save them from a passing breeze or a buzzing fly. I had stopped near a large ceramic pot filled with dazzling, vibrant roses. They were loud and proud, shouting their beauty to the sun. But my gaze had been drawn to one specific flower. It was standing out because it was failing. It was wilting, its edges curling inward, losing its battle with the heat. Without thinking, I had plucked it. I brought it up to this very room, laying it on the bedside table. I will nurture you, I had whispered to it. I will bring you back to life. But I had forgotten. The very next day, I had gone to S

That was, of course, until he agreed to be with her one random day. Ivy thought that she was getting what she dreamed of. Little did she know that it was just a cruel game of revenge. He did not agree to be with her because he always had someone else in his heart. He only agreed to 'date' her because she won the dance championships over Felicity, which made her cry. To exact revenge, he pretended to be with her and lied to her 99 times just to avenge Felicity. Ivy's tears were free-falling. It felt as if something was stuck in her throat, and she could barely breathe.

Audrey went ahead and grabbed the flower plant by the stem, she waited for some time and nothing happened. She was about to ask him if it was all a prank when the plant started changing. The leaves changed from green to reddish brown, and the flower from red to dark brown. The leaves and flowers fell off the branch one by one till there was nothing left. From the root, the stem had dried up with absolutely no life left in it. Her heart sinks into her chest as she watches the plant dry off at her touch. She blinks countless times trying to see if it's just her imagination or not, but it proves nothing but what was already before her.

Upon their return, James hurriedly headed toward the plantation. The moment he entered the plantation, he realized that all the herbs had withered. Only a single tiny herb remained unperturbed. Though its petals were close to withering, a tiny fruit could be seen in the middle of the flower. “What’s going on?” Looking at the withered plants, James asked in confusion, “I only left for a few days. Why have the herbs I planted withered? Could it be that this tiny herb has absorbed all the nutrients from the soil and caused the other plants to wither?”