Flowey Flower Novels & Stories

When he entered, he approached the florist who stood behind the counter. “Welcome to Serene Seeds, how may we help you, please?” “I need flowers, Uhm… good flowers,” he stuttered and the florist chuckled. “I could help you pick some. Who are you getting it for? Your girlfriend, friend, mother, or…?” “My wife. I’m getting it for my pregnant wife. I need something that could cheer her up,” he said and the woman smiled. “That is so thoughtful! Then, I would recommend Gypsophila paniculata which is also known as ‘baby’s breath’.”

**** Fyre was waiting for an opportunity and it came, too easily, she smiled staring at the little flower in her hand, others may not know the poison Master's weakness but she does. His poison acts up if he inhales the fragrance of blooming lily although not a dangerous flare up, he has to be relieved in a special kind of way, sex. She's been nursing this lily secretly in her room but they all dies before they could mature due the environment they grow in, finally getting one she couldn't help but rejoice. Carefully mashing the small delicate flower in mortar and pestle before making her way to the kitchen above, she has to make the flower into fragrance before Jordan gets back.

"These flowers are indeed a bit strange." "Strange?" Amelia looked at him. "What do you mean?" Carl spoke slowly, "Those flowers are called Nepenthic Flower. Legend has it that Nepenthic Flowers can make people forget all their troubles, but they can also devour memories. In the outside world, Nepenthic Flowers have long since disappeared. I didn't expect to see them here." "Devour memories?" Amelia was shocked. No wonder she felt an inexplicable sense of unease when she saw these flowers.

It smells like the bedroom after Gideon whipped me and made me cum harder than anyone before him. “They're called Moonflowers.” Low mutters as he reaches around me to take the flower out of my hand; he turns it upside down and shakes so the yellow pollen falls into his hand. “They only bloom when fated mates join under the power of a full moon. Fated shifter mates.” He’s speaking softly as he drops the flower and uses a finger to collect the pollen from his palm; he presses it against my neck before I can stop him. I’m instantly filled with a warmth that reminds me of when Gideon holds me, I want to whimper and beg him not to leave but he’s not here. It's fake. It's just the smell making me

Alden continued running and he was panting heavily, he could hear the steps of the forsaken behind him. He finally gets to the cave where the Moonflower is, he enters, his heart racing as he feared the forsaken might come after him. He remembered the word of the seer: make sure you do everything swiftly! He saw the moon flower Elixir, arranged in a spiral pattern along the stem they were glowing. He has gotten to where the moonflower is, but that was not what even troubled him now, the healer told him to get a particular one out of them.The one which has a double-petaled bloom and with a radiant blue colour.

Different from the equally sweet scent that wafted across the room now. He couldn't explain why he was longing for her this badly, ever since he had woken up to prepare for the festival. Releasing a soft sigh, he deeply drew in some of the scent in the air. Unbeknownst to him, it was the intoxicating scent of the Flora’yn Bloom. He had actually been affected by the flower, just like Ambrose and his other men. But the effect wasn't obvious, because the only woman he found himself longing for, was Vaelora.

As the first firework shot into the sky, someone in a teddy bear costume slowly walked up to me. In his hand, he held a single flower. It was a moonflower—a small, white flower that glowed faintly and only bloomed on the night of a full moon. It was my favorite. I took the flower and turned to look at Rhys. "...Did you arrange this, too?" Rhys looked at the bear, silent for a long moment. Then he shook his head. "Avril," he said softly, "I have to be honest with you." I just looked at him.

The temperature between the two mingled together creating a perfect harmony. "Uh." "More. Please..I..I..n..e..ed..mor..e." Feng Shao kept begging for more. All the foreplay didn't make him feel any better. His flower bud needed to be plucked. It was long dripping with honey, longing for some rubbing.

After a brief silence, detective Jones broke the silence and asked "what do you think maria?“ “About what?” “This, of course!” detective Jones said increasing his tone. “Calm down partner. Anyways, I think we're dealing with a nasty serial killer that has an obsession with flowers” Maria joked. “It's not just that. But wait, I think am beginning to get the pieces, according to the woman, a white rose represents chastity and purity,now a blood stain on it would mean what? The chastity or purity have been stained and how is that possible?”

These flowers, delicately attached to pearls for added weight, were tossed into the open windows of the carriage as a symbol of admiration and luck. The oxyplant flowers, known for their luminescent beauty and enchanting fragrance, filled the carriage with a captivating aura. Each blossom boasted an array of vibrant colors, ranging from azure blues to coral pinks, captivating the senses of the princesses. The delicate petals shimmered as they caught the dappled light filtering through the water, casting an ethereal glow within the carriage. The sweet scent of the flowers enveloped Nerissa and Madissa, filling their hearts with a sense of joy and gratitude.