Flower X Ruby Novels & Stories

The fragrances of the flowers were overwhelming, filling our bodies with some aroma of pure happiness. "It's just like my dreams." Ruby said as she ran towards a large hill filled with white flowers and a large tree full of life. "This is where we stayed the first night, isn't it?" She asked, looking around and trying to piece the wasteland to this magical earth. I glanced down at the small lake below us. "I think it is." I chuckled. I used to know every inch of this place like the back of my hand, but now it was foreign to me.

'' She replies, lightly running her hand at Elis's back. A couple of hours later, I am left staring at the glass window near the back—only watching flowers blossoming beautifully. My lips curve up into a small smile, realising that there's a lot of roses here other than different flowers. To my surprise, I find Fiore standing a few feet from me as she watches the roses, ''They are Elia's favourite.'' She says, breaking the silence. ''Especially orange coloured roses,'' She adds. Roses. Is it a coincident?

Settling down on one of the chairs nearby, Rona began, "Prince Adrian and his men are well-trained, and their strength is far above us. They can help us capture that monster, Alpha Xian..." Scarlett shot him a displeased look. Rona smiled and then added, "There's another thing that you don't know, and I haven't told him either." "What?" Scarlett asked. "As you know the Red crust bloomer flower blooms on the full moon day," Rona paused as Scarlett frowned. "I know that you told me this before," Rona nodded and moved his chair closer. He looked around suspiciously before lowering his voice to continue, "That flower blooms, but its medicinal value increases only when it comes in contact with th

Just his eyes burning into mine. He was for a fourteen year old. I let him into my life, he held on the bumpy ride. I put up my first flower on the wall that day, next to a butterfly. It was a rose.

Smith's accounts, there haven't been any transactions at all…" John tapped his fingers on the desk, irritable and growled coldly, "She's the one who planted the black roses, didn't she? Always playing such nonsensical tricks just to get me to go looking for her… Just to make me cave to her whims! "Go! Bring some men with you and search every inch of this villa. If she's really in this villa, make her kneel before Lara and apologize! "Also, dig those black roses out, root and all. The very sight of them irritates me!"

“So, in essence, I went shopping all in vain, very beautiful,“ I said , sighing as I stretched out my hand to grab a flower. “Don't touch…” Roman said and immediately grabbed my hand stopping me from touching the flower. I was confused and shocked at what just happened and it was evident on my face as I turned to him for an answer. For a moment there was fear and panic in his eyes. “Wolfsbane” he said. “Wolf what?” I asked him.

"Go and take a shower" I turned to see Rose getting up from the floor and going to sit on my bed. Then I noticed something, "Isn't that my shirt?" She looked at me with narrowed eyes, "Do I look like I care?" I chuckled and approached her. she held out her hand to stop me, "Take a shower. I hope that's not your blood." I shook my head and pulled off my shirt. I saw her eyes widen and I smirked at how her brown pupils dilated.

She asked. "Someone will fall into my cage soon." He said. "I'll get your certificate. What other thing does you want?" "A flower." she requested. He stared at her disdainfully. He didn't know what he means by that, that wasn't what he want to hear from her. "A flower? For what? Do you have somewhat flower in your pack?" He asked. "No." Ruby replied. "I want you to get a new one, want it on my father's graveyard. A lot, I want it to surrender it."

The Sunflower, with its vitality, was given by Jeffrey when he went to the amusement park. All the flowers were Jeffrey's favorites. Of all the flowers, there were no roses, which he chanted about as his favorite day and night. It was only at that moment that I realized that he loved roses but was unwilling to give them a place in his home. Jeffrey's exclusive ringing sounded, and the phone screen lit up. "I just got out of the hospital. Now I'm going to pick you up at the manor. "The rose bracelet is ready. You can bring it on later.

“No… she prefers gardenia. That one there is better.” Of course. I didn’t even bother responding. I just nodded, letting him carry on like I hadn’t said anything at all. I said it. I knew he wouldn’t listen. He never did. Not really. He did just the things he wanted, he didn’t care about my opinions. We paid for the things—his choice of candles, his idea of what Ruby would like—and made our way to the flower section. The strong scent hit me as soon as we stepped in, a mixture of roses, lilies, tulips—like too many voices trying to speak at once.