Flowery Prose Novels & Stories

On the bottom of the cover, her mother’s name—Trixie—was written with small fonts. Kumunot ang noo ng dalaga at nang nilapit niya ang notebook sa kaniyang ilong, nakumpirma niya na amoy bulaklak nga ito. There was a faint fragrance of lavender, rose, lily, freesia, and other flowers she couldn’t name. Their scent seemed to harmonize and whatever flower that comes to mind, its scent becomes stronger than the others. “Magical.” Iyan ang tanging komento ni Tempest.

Sino ba naman kasi ang hindi mababaliw sa kakaibang damdamin na hatid ng aking asawa? Dahan-dahan ako nitong ibinababa sa may couch kung saan ay narito na kami sa hardin sa may Gazebo. The garden was a symphony of colors and textures, a vibrant tapestry woven by nature's hand. Lush emerald lawns stretched out like a velvet carpet, punctuated by bursts of vibrant blooms in every hue imaginable. Sun-drenched roses, their petals unfurling like delicate ballet dancers, stood proudly beside fragrant lavender bushes, their purple blooms releasing a sweet, calming aroma.

But this is reality and his parents made it possible. The red and white rose petals that was fluttering around like a confetti. Para akong nasa isang fairyland. Kulang na lang ay sumayaw ako sa gitna at damhin ang pagdampi ng mga bulaklak sa aking katawan. At ang mga nakabitin na mga puti at pulang floral vines sa itaas. Halatang pinagkagastusan itong mabuti.

Nakakapagod din magsalita tapos hindi naman din susundin. Nang marating ko ang dulo ay lumiko naman ako pakaliwa at dumaan ako sa arko na nalilibutan ng mga baging at bulaklak. It's like a tunnel made of vines and flowers. Amoy na amoy ko ang bango ng mga bulaklak. Wala ito noon, kaya nasorpresa ako ng kaunti dahil dito. Elijah seems to like the smell of flowers.

Chineck ko ang oras at siguradong kapag natagalan pa rito ng ilang minuto ay maiipit na sa traffic pag pinuntahan si Jia. "Eto?" "Hindi masyadong catchy yung phrases." Nakakuyom na ang kamao ko sa pangatlong revision. Hindi ko alam kung natutuwa ba siyang makita ang inis kong mukha dahil nahuhuli ko pa siyang nakatitig habang hindi ako nakatingin. "The words are too flowery. Make it direct to the point." Sigurado na kong bibigwasan ko na siya sa pang-apat na subok pero fortunately ay dahan-dahan naman syang tumango pagkatapos titigan iyon nang pagkatagal-tagal.

He had learned to exploit Summer's soft spots, knowing that her affinity for flowers would make his gestures hard to ignore. The colorful array of petals, vibrant and alluring, was a reflection of his efforts to win her back. He carefully selected each flower, ensuring that their hues complemented one another in a symphony of beauty. And every morning, as he stood on that doorstep, he hoped that this would be the day she finally accepted his offerings.

aniya at kinikilig na tuluyang lumabas. Napailing ako at napako ang tingin ko sa note. Kinuha ko iyon at binuklat upang basahin “Flowers for my gorgeous wife. Peonies—soft yet strong, just like you.” Napatingin ako sa bouquet na ngayon ay nasa ibabaw ng mesa. The scent was light, sweet, and calming. I closed my eyes for a moment. Oh Caleb, what are you doing to me?

“Gusto ko ng something warm and soft. Daisy, sunflower, at kung pwede, konting lavender. Hindi kailangan engrande. Simple lang pero elegant.” “Copy, sir. May card message po ba kayo gusto ilagay?” Tumigil ako sandali. Huminga ng malalim. Bawat salitang ilalagay ko, kailangan kong maging totoo pero hindi rin sobrang pilit. Ayokong isipin niyang niluluto ko siya para lang bumalik. “Yes. Write this, please: ‘I hope your day blooms brighter than your past pain. —Levi’”

Hindi tuloy ako makapag-focus dahil sa kagandahan niya. Napabasa ako ng labi, tsaka ako tumikhim muli. “My love, When I look at you, the world softens, and I see life in shades of rose. With you, the mundane becomes magical, and even in the quietest moments, my heart hums with joy.”

Isipin mo, naabot mo na ba sa antas ng propesyonal ang iyong pagkanta at pagsayaw? ‘Ang walang laman na sisidlan ay gumagawa ng pinakamalakas na tunog. Flora Fiore, mas mabuting kumilos ka!’ Ang kanyang pagpuna ay nagpatahimik kay Flora. Hindi pa siya nagdusa ng ganoong kalaking kahihiyan dati. Hindi kailanman!