Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall Novels & Stories

his voice trails off just in time for the loud BOOM of thunder to echo against the house, making me jump in surprise. Alaric must have been caught off guard, too, because he drops the bouquet of flowers he was holding. Rain starts falling quickly, great buckets of water pouring down, drenching Alaric and everything around him in the blink of an eye. A gust of wind blows hard, shaking the open door behind me on its hinges. Petals separate from the bouquet’s flowers, blowing around us in the violent winds. I think, fleetingly, what a shame that is to have ruined such a beautiful arrangement of flowers.

"Okay, Yna. That's enough. We've been wasting a lot of time just for this." He strode over to the switch and flipped it back on. The hose roared back to life, and the daisies lifted their petals once more, drinking in the water. I watched, feeling a twinge of frustration at being interrupted. I bent down to inhale the sweet fragrance of the daisies, their white petals swaying gently in the breeze. "Won't this flowers drown and die?" I asked Julian, my voice laced with concern. Julian shook his head, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "No, it won't. The gardener will turn the hose off any minute from now."

Her blue eyes glistened in the darkness that enveloped us, then came a bolt of thunder and it began to rain. “I will work as a sales representative in Salesrite Company Nat!" I spoke, raising my voice. It was obvious she heard nothing, she stood smiling at the rain, her brown hair was nearly drenched and her gown stubbornly clinged to her body. The curvy watermelons on her chest looked succulent, as they danced left and right while she played under the rain. I swallowed audibly, trying to control my darting eyes. Shortly after, the rain lessened to a drizzle and lines of taxis began to make their way through. I was delighted when I noticed that Natalie never left her flowers, despite the rai

The garden looks beautiful after the rain. Tiny water droplets still cling to the flowers while sunlight shines softly across the wet grass. A few maids kneel near the flower beds trimming roses and cleaning fallen petals carefully. I smile automatically while walking toward them. “Good morning,” I greet cheerfully. The women immediately straighten slightly. “Good morning, Miss Lyssa,” they answer politely. I crouch beside one of them curiously while watching her work. The flowers are beautiful. Bright pink roses mixed with white lilies and lavender plants.

Stella said vaguely as she trimmed the stems of the flowers. Marshall did not continue the conversation. He picked up a few roses and asked, "Why do you cut the flower stems at an angle?" Stella turned her head and asked with a smile, "Honestly, I'm not sure. The folks in my gardening group chat do it, so I follow suit. I think it's because the flowers can absorb more water faster with a larger surface at the bottom, which prolongs their life? Speaking of flowers, how's your Clivia plant? Are there any black spots on the new leaves?"

I can feel moisture in the air itself, waiting, ready to obey. I extend my hand over the flowers, focusing on the pull inside me. A second passes, and then another, before the sky above responds. Rain falls, not in delicate drops, but in a sudden downpour, drenching the flowers and the ground beneath my feet. I watch in stunned silence as the rain cascades down, soaking everything in its path.

Ben finally found the sack of seeds stored in the ship’s hold and brought it to the deck, where the dragon stood. They were a fascinating flower seeds and had to make sure that they were kept away from any exposure to rain. Extraordinarily, these plants wouldn’t flower in any season. Water could even damage their seeds. Only one element could make them thrive and bloom - dragon fire. Therefore, they were given the name fire dandelions.

[Rose] I walk out the back door searching for a uber even though Carried lectured me about denying Kaden and being rude to him. She was right, It was rude of me to deny him. I just didn't see him helping me, and I thought it was a hassle for him. Afterall. All the other girls never get a ride from him or Coby all the time. They go home on their own. I have to learn to do so too. I stood there was a minute before my eyes noticed someone at my preferable vision. He was right there, near his car. About to get and I look at him.

Ethan nodded. "Let's water these flowers together." Sophie nodded enthusiastically. Ethan swept Sophie into his arms, cradling her close. Together, they walked to the garden hose. As they watered the parched soil, Ethan explained the life cycle of plants. Sophie listened intently. "Uncle, why do flowers need water?" Sophie asked. "Because, sweetheart, water helps them grow strong and beautiful, just like you," Ethan replied. Sophie giggled. Ethan's heart swollen.

" She ended the call right away. Just then, a cold chill blew through with a light drizzle. Sapphire looked at the sky as she sprinkle on her shin. "Oh... It's raining." She stuttered. Her eyes caught up with the plants Jade bout for her while renovating her room. Her held colourful flowers and bright green. Even though she didn't water them for a while, they still flourished. Sapphire walked inside and watched the flowers from beside her glassy window.