Flower X Ruby Novels & Stories

"Ruby, there's something else I need to ask you. About the Moon Rose." Ruby's ears perked up, her posture becoming more alert. "The Moon Rose? What about it?" Luka hesitated, choosing his words carefully. "There are... rumors. Whispers among the elders about the Moon Rose's power. They say it has the ability to strengthen or even alter mate bonds. Is there any truth to that?" Ruby's amber eyes widened slightly, a mix of surprise and caution flashing across her features. She was silent for a moment, as if weighing her words carefully. When she spoke, her voice was low and tinged with reverence.

she murmured, fixating on the sky and the vibrant flowers in the pots. Wyatt cautioned, "Don't touch it. It's wolfbane. And for..." his voice trailed off, sensing her curiosity. Plucking a flower and approaching him, she remarked, "Dangerous for a big bad wolf, isn't it?" Closing the distance, he observed her movements. Rolling the flower's stem between her fingers, she trailed her nails on his chest. "You know, Mr. Romano, this is my favorite color," she whispered, her breath gentle.

Along with the seeds, she couldn't help but also buy a bouquet with the flowers which were carried all the way home as if they were made of glass. Jasmine just couldn't understand why Ryder had gotten such an interest in this flower in particular. The way Ryder looked at the flowers was too weird. Her eyes were soft and gentle, but they would flash with sadness every few minutes. Just what the fuck was this girl into? That night, when Midnight came to visit her again, after jumping over the fence and sitting by her side on the blanket just like last night, Ryder handed him a small cube. The cube was made of resin, clearer than water and it wasn't bigger than a ring box. Right in the middle o

replied Ruby. As Ruby walked away from the pool, a flower blazed beautifully in front of her. “The mystical flower,” said Eric. He ran to it. “Don’t touch it,” said Ruby. Eric flinched. “Why?” “Because only female can pluck the mystical flower.” "What?" asked Eric with his eyebrow raised at her. "You don't believe me?" “Why is that?” “Because the mystical flower is meant only for a woman’s body, not men. So, only woman can pluck it."

The air around Ruby smells potently of nicotine and something caramel-like and oaky with a considerably heady aroma as if she had dipped her cigar in Marko’s favourite whisky. “Ru-” Her name is almost out of my mouth when she tosses the silver bouquet with a golden ribbon she caught over the cliff. Her piercing, wine-red gaze turns instantly to me. Stilling me with their beauty but, more than that, a hollowness that was not there yesterday lingers. What the hell could have happened in the span of mere hours? "You saw that?” Her voice is cold and unfamiliar, so I remain silent. “Do you want me to apologise?"

“Ficus, bonsai, lavender… Oh, and over here, I’ve just started propagating this Lamb’s-Ear. Feel how soft the leaves are!” I simply nod in response as I walk around the room, using my sense of smell to envision the path that Ruby took through here. Her scent has lingered more than she realizes, for me at least. As her mate, I could pick up her scent for hours, days even, after she’s been somewhere. My nose leads me to the table at the back of the shop. My suspicions are only confirmed when Rosemary begins babbling about another plant as a weak attempt at getting me away from the table. I simply ignore her and yank the table away from the wall.

I instantly hope that they are from Ryne but I don’t want to assume. “Oh wow, thank you!” I smile smelling one of the flowers. Then I turn to Ronaldo who looks questionably at the flowers. I take them outside and he holds them as I look for the card. Then he hands them back to me. I opened the card smiling, and I read the message. Mierta Why have you not shown appreciation for My gifts. Maybe I need to explain… These red roses represent the blood on The bedsheets when I take your virginity Very soon, my sweet. I shall come for you

He pulled his mind back to his current situation. "Five more minutes, honey. Just hang on. I'm going to wait on the porch. Just yell for me, okay?" "Okay." Jack commanded the front door to stay open so he could hear Lexi if she yelled. He paced back and forth on the front porch. Little pots of Gurbera daisies littered the porch. It had been one of their weekend outings and she had gotten a little crazy with them. She liked to hand make the pots and then fill them with seeds. There were several different colors of daisies crammed into each pot and the leaves overflowed.

“It’s obviously either red or yellow, I don’t know of any grey muted colored flowers, the center even looks black.” I plant my butt on the grass next to him, “this is Crimson Beebalm,” I touch the petals, “this one is bright red but they can be a lot darker than this. Red is,” I take a second to think as his smile makes my brain short circuit, “hot, intense, and even dangerous. But this flower is all talk and no show. It’s edible and used for medicine,” I tell him as I begin to pluck some of the flowers out of the earth. “I’ve never had a color described to me,” he admits with a smile of appreciation on his face.

How did it get there? Rain stared down at the rose she had found by her bedside the second the woke up. The scent drifting in the air and causing her to smile. It reminded her of her time in the cabin and Rain didn’t realize how much she missed waking up to the comforting scent of roses until this one was brought to her. Rain silently wondered with a smile, would they still let her go back to the cabin or did Alexander plan to have her stay in the mansion permanently?