Novel & Cerita Flowers Are Bait Chapter 1

he says I crouch down again doing it dramatically and take the bud a little roughly I am irritated doing the same thing for the whole bloody past week I touch the bud and will it to bloom glaring at it And it did bloom beginning to unfurl its petals still I didn't leave I don't know what came over me It bloomed it unfurled completely still I stared at it A white beam began to form below it I could hear Gorgon calling my name but I was in some trance I stared until the white beam enveloped the flower completely and then the flowers exploded into various tiny pieces and then everything turned black

Mila cried again and the flower halted again. Mila plucked it and waited for it either shrivel up or blossom again. But nothing happened. Neither did the flower shrivel nor did it blossom again. And she knew it magic at its core. The bloom would blossom only when the flower in her hand would die, and it won’t die unless the flower in her hand was used.

Rose's POV "Where am I?" I thought as I looked around the strange room. I'm lying in bed in a king-sized bed. "You're awake," a man said. I sat on the bed and noticed a large man in his mid-twenties. His right eye was scarred. He approached me, and I moved away from him. "Stay away from me," I said, but he kept approaching. "You are mine," he said before attacking me. "Wake up, Flower."

The most beautiful smell of honey and peaches invading all of my senses. Gripping me in every way Mate! Mate! Get mate! I felt my eyes shifting darker, I could smell her, and when I looked further up the staircase I could see her. My little mate. Blossom's POV "Come on we'll be late!" Quinn practically screamed at me "Why do you even care? You already have a mate... what are you getting out of tonight?" I asked as I pinned my hair up in the mirror. She was sat on the bed, putting her blue heels on, her white dress flowing over the edge of the covers.

I just opened the book and started reading. I saw the blood orchid on the first page. It turns out to be one of the rare flowers, but I don't agree on just calling it rare. The ability of the flower that will make any animal big whenever it was eaten—rareness is an understatement. This is more like a forbidden flower. I saw many flowers there that I have never seen in my whole life. There is a flower that is intoxicating, there is a flower that increases libido...or they call it an aphrodisiac. There is a flower that eats people.

"It wants a universe that *renews*. No more Hunger. No more Silence. Just... growth." The heart contracts, spraying liquid light. Where droplets hit the ground, flowers erupt-mutant things with teeth and talons. The Bloom isn't a Seed. It's a *collector*. --- **The Fractured Chorus** The survivors who followed us fall first. Talin reaches for a flower, its petals cooing like a dove. It bites off his fingers. Chaos erupt, the flowers attacking, their roots spearing through chests and skulls. Lira watches, delighted, as the lattice absorbs the dead, their faces joining the chorus in the thorns.

A single flower slowly bloomed upon the water's surface. Five petals unfolded. Silver. Gold. Blue. Green. And at the center... A brilliant white blossom opened. The Rootkeeper whispered with quiet joy, "The Fifth Dawn has found its color." Before Ama could ask what the white blossom meant... The flower released one glowing seed into the air. It floated upward. Passing through the ceiling of living roots. Rising toward the world above. And somewhere beneath the emerald sky... A child made a choice that would change everything.

When I open my mouth, I am even shocked at the immense calm that accompanies my words. “How did you manage for her to slip away from your fingers? In a place where you’ve had her surrounded?” He splays his fingers to gesture. “Like a poof of air…she vanished. I can’t believe you, Je…Jay. They have been messing with that flower for years, you know what it can do.” My hands curl into a tight fist, my fingernails digging crescent ridges into my palm to hold back the scalding heat roaring through my veins.

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I couldn’t drag more people into my mess. With a small flick of my wrist, the book rose again. This time, a mischievous thought crossed my mind. I guided the book until it hovered just above Brienne’s head, circling like a lazy predator. My lips curved into a small smirk. One flick of my finger, and— The door creaked open. I froze mid-air, my hand suspended. Eliana stood at the entrance, her eyes wide as they darted between me and the floating book. The spell broke; the book crashed onto Brienne’s head. She groaned and turned away, still half-asleep.