Novel & Cerita Flowers Book Cover

It was not all, the cover was the eyes of werewolves. My brows furrowed in keen interest as well as something I can't name settling within me. Without thinking further, my hand took out the book and the front cover showed the face of werewolves with its eyes glowing in a golden hue. I brushed my fingers on the cover, mesmerized by the image. It was delicately printed and made.

She quickly ducked her head and pulled out the brochure. “Here, help me pick what suits me,” she said, nudging his arm off casually. “Woah, this one’s perfect for you!” Mariel exclaimed, sliding in beside Anton. But Flora Amor’s attention had already drifted to the sleek car that pulled up in front of the commerce department. She glanced casually, then froze when she saw who stepped out. “Are you sure you really want a makeup kit?” Mariel asked, raising a brow. “I need it for Anton’s dad’s birthday. I can’t just show up with powder on my face,” Flora Amor said.

The First Vampire spoke and it was the first time I saw him smile as he stared at the empty wall at the other end of the hallway. "Elnea?" Curiosity sparked inside me upon hearing the name of a flower I've never heard of before. My question made The First Vampire chuckle. "Have you seen a sword, a fairy and a flower on the flag of Eleneas? What do you call it?" "Yea? It's a lily? What about it?"

An unassuming, unsophisticated testament of the life cycle. But this third volume that lay before me had a brilliantly colored cover. It showed a blossom of some unknown flower, large and healthy in full bloom, its petals cast with gilded gold as if shining in the bright morning sun. The plant was somehow breathtaking, standing out against the muted meadow that lay in the background. It breathed vitality and strength, tall with deep green leaves. And it stood alone, independent from the competing growth around it. This plant was at the peak of it's life, outshining everything else.

Artemisia had briefly forgotten that that day wasn't normal, she's starting to realize, and think, that maybe she's not the one who's going crazy. The girl approached the shelves and Helga's voice danced again in her mind. "The navy blue cover book will tell you a story, I can't tell you which one, only the book is entitled to that." Artemisia didn't understand, but soon found the book near the second door. It was a heavy book, but not as thick as expected. It had a glow reminiscent of sunbeams touching the greenish water of a river or lake. It also had nymphs drawn on the cover and side of the leaves.

She pouted her lips "I'm just trying to decipher the mysterious expressions on your face, Alexa. Are you certain you're telling the truth or trying to evade something?," "Well, Mr sexy Detective, I guess you'll have to figure it out," She chuckled. About to speak, Alexa noticed a familiar book on his bed. Amidst the romantic and beautiful scene of flowers and candle lights the book stood out from the scene. Slowly, she moved toward the bed where rests a beautiful magical book. Its intricate cover shimmers like moonlit waters, adorned with gold leaf patterns that dance with enchanting grace.

] A picture of her holding a book to her face was sent. Lei stared hard at the cover. It almost looks the same with the one he was holding at first glance but upon closer look, it was actually different. Their style and vibe was differing completely. The one in his hand gave off a slightly softer vibe with a hint of romanticism, belonging to most cultivation novels. The one on his sister’s however, was completely dark with no signs of romance in it at all- just looking at the cover will make you take a glimpse of how dark it is inside. Their only sole similarity that made them look alike at first glance was the color of the robes, both guys on the cover was wearing, and the fact that they bo

Beatrice nodded, yawning as she stood up with the book she held. It was not so important as she had guessed. It was a book map to show places where different flowers could be found. Why would anyone go around to look for flowers? She flipped the other place and her eyes settled on the dark but that covered the whole page. "Hmm.. fascinating." She mumbled. Flipping the other page to read what it was used for, her eyes widened to see it in full. The Dark Blue over the years has been used to clear out as many vampires as there are if one could behold the book...Nations would fall and the...

I grabbed a few and tucked them under my arm, climbing with my free hand. When I reached the highest shelf, I pulled out a thick book with a green cloth cover. The title was embossed in gold: “Medicinal Flora and Fauna of the Northern Territories”. Perfect. “This one looks good,” I called down to Nora. She grinned up at me. “Can you get that blue one too? Next to it?” Nodding, I reached for the blue book she indicated, stretching up on my tiptoes. My fingers brushed the spine but it was a little far. I had to lean to the side to reach it, my tongue poking out in concentration.

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. Petal Plucker (The Flower Shop Sisters Book 1) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2019 by Iris Morland Cover design by Qamber Designs All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brie