Flowers Undertale Novels & Stories

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

But I realized I was talking with someone who would never think twice about killing a fellow werewolf, so I uttered, “D- did something happen?” “No. Nothing happened,” he said. “But the pack’s alpha recognized me and told me that if I happened to step foot here, I should give you these.” Then he pulled out three stems of dry flowers. My eyes widened as soon as I recognized the flowers. “It’s daffodils!” I exclaimed. My mother loved planting them around our small castle because they smelled really great when they bloomed every spring. “They are my absolute favorite,” I whispered as Troy handed me the flowers.

Daryad's voice, like the gentle rustle of leaves in a breeze, spoke of destiny woven into the fabric of nature. Daryad gifted Ava a delicate flower, its petals shimmering in hues unseen by mortal eyes. The fairy's words carried a prophecy, a whisper of Ava's hidden powers that would one day blossom like the enchanted flower in her hands. The forest, in its silent reverence, bore witness to the exchange, acknowledging the significance of this encounter in the grand tapestry of Ava's life.

He exhaled and then without a word, he lifted his hand. For a second, I didn’t understand. Then I saw what he was holding. A small wild rose, bound neatly with thin forest vines. Its petals were soft, pale pink, the rare shade that only grew after northern morning frost. “I saw this while setting up defenses yesterday,” he said. His voice was low now. “Thought you might like it.” His ears were slightly flushed, something that was rare. “Once we deal with Adrian, I’ll take you to the flower sea in the Northern Realm. The flowers there are hundreds of times prettier than this. And you can watch stars fall into the snow.”

I whisper, watching Sky pick up the second blanket. “You’re welcome Allisara.” He smiles, bending down and pressing a quick soft kiss to my lips. “Now come on, I have a perfect spot for a picnic.” With that, he opens the door and lets me walk through first after I grab the picnic basket before he takes my hand and leads me down a small path. The forest is slowly coming to life after the long winter and I spot a few early spring flowers already blooming. It makes me happy seeing the small purple blooms and green leaves surrounding it. I think these flowers are called trilliums. The walk takes all of five minutes and soon we find ourselves standing by the banks of the lake, the water rippling

“Let’s just hope I picked the right flowers. If they don’t bloom, I’m blaming you.” “Excuse me?” Ariadne said with mock indignation as she put on the gloves. “If they don’t bloom, it’s your fault for planting them wrong.” Taylor laughed, a deep, genuine sound that made her smile despite herself. “Touché,” he said. “But you’re helping now, so we’ll share the blame.” They worked side by side, loosening soil and carefully placing the flowers into the ground. Ariadne couldn’t help but admire the vibrant reds, yellows, and purples that contrasted against the lush greens of Taylor’s garden.

Kaya gasped. It was beautiful, several different flowering trees were scattered across the expanse of the field, and the maze was so huge that, from the front, it was impossible to see the beauty hidden behind it. The wind carried colorful leaves and petals through the air. Kaya held out her hand, and a delicate pink cherry blossom floated onto her palm, it matched her dress. Raphael smiled at her reaction, leading her further into the field. Kaya was still admiring the flower in her hand when Raphael suddenly stopped and tapped her arm to get her attention.

She still felt somewhat worried. In the Turner family garden, vast stretches of red roses were in full bloom. Due to special cultivation techniques, these roses grew like they were on trees. There was a small path between each tree, and as people walked through, the faint fragrance of the flowers would stick to them, leaving them in a relaxed and peaceful mood.

Lazarus opened his mouth to speak, but Izanna gave him a serious look, shaking her head as a warning to him to keep his trap shut. "They are here to see Opal, Papa Cedar. I promise you, I'll ensure they respect the forest," Izanna spoke keeping her head down. "Very well then, you may continue," Papa Cedar said as he yawned and his face disappeared in his bark. Mama Willow smiled moments before her face vanished inside her trunk as well. "That was weird," Nigel scoffed. They continued along the path when Lazarus noticed the wildflowers and other plants had faces and hands sprouting from them too. The flowers featured a full spectrum of colours; from pink to purple to white and red, every colo

The flowers were all cut from their main life root. We need to find a large flower that’s rooted to the ground! Suddenly, we are all teleported outside the castle, near the lakeside that I gave birth by. “Hunnie! THE TREE!” Leolo shouts while they all fight to control Bahm. “Bahm stop! we're trying to help!” I yell out. There was no way I could perform on him while he struggled under them. “Just get to the tree Hunnie!” Kris shouts annoyingly and I quickly run to the very tall, huge, and old cherry blossom tree. The branches extended far out over the edge of the lake and it covered the ground in many light pink petals.