Glass Lotus Novels & Stories

“You’re right, Little Mister. This is extremely abnormal, so my master suspected that the mistress doesn’t have cancer at all. Her illness was very peculiar, so the diagnosis from hospitals all came out, saying that it was liver cancer. But it’s been over a year and she is still alive. Only, she’s living in severe pain every single day. Hence, my master has invited many veteran traditional physicians to treat my mistress and even spent a great fortune in getting that legendary seven-petal lotus. Still, it couldn’t cure this odd illness.” Tyr was silent for a few seconds before saying, “The main properties of the seven-petal lotus is to detoxify. It’s normal to not have an effect in treating

Loren's dragon followed behind. THUD The door shut down as soon as we entered. I looked around, it was truly a magnificent view. The mountain fountain,the greenery and flowers of gold and crystals. The river is blooming with Ruby stones Lotus. Now that I think about it, Martina's mother had a ruby pendant. That must be carved out of the Ruby Lotus. I'm speechless because one small piece of Ruby grants an immortal hundred years of life in the mortal world.

As he spoke, the 49 purple-gold flames interlinked once more within the rapidly spinning cluster of holy lotuses around James, forming a vast purple-gold flame shield that surrounded him. The next moment, the purple-gold flame shield erupted with mysterious energy, which formed into nine multi-colored lotuses. Chubas exclaimed, “It’s the last of the Three Treasures, the Jacinth Blossom. Unless something unforeseen happens, we’ll likely witness a Xurraeus variation again!” Zemra reminded, “Keep track of how many colors they are.” Chuba promptly extended his Zen toward the purple-gold lotus around James. However, his Zen was repelled instantly.

When Nathan got home, he had already been soaked like a drowned rat. He sat on the sofa, holding The City of Cycles in his palm, which was burning hot. He dangled it in front of his eyes, with a pendant made of jet-black jade, featuring a lotus seed on the front and lotus leaves on the back. The chain, on the other hand, was made of platinum and formed a bone-like structure. He had spent a long time with Victoria, the designer, and had become somewhat familiar with design styles. He knew that lotus leaves and lotus flowers symbolized rebirth.

There was an observatory deck, and a large open-air gazebo made in the Asian style that led down to a stream that looked like a sheet of glass. My mouth fell open in wonder at the watermelon sized lotus and lilies that ran along the banks of the water on either side. I've never seen anything this beautiful. The colors were some I'd never seen before and could not name. But the pinks, purples and blues were outstanding.

I gasped at the sight. In the box was a beautiful platinum ring. There was a line of six black diamonds on each side. At the top of the ring, there was a layer of metal petals, so that it formed a lotus flower. In the center of the lotus blossom was at least a big, round diamond. It sparkled in the light coming from the lamp nearby. I covered my mouth, looking at the beautiful ring in front of me.

Lotus’s eyes squinted and her lips curved; she raised her head to stare at the mirror. The enchanting woman in the mirror had big and beautiful limpid black eyes, a cute button nose, eyelashes that fluttered like a fan, plump red lips, and a palm-sized face. The woman's beauty was so otherworldly that the makeup artist only needed to apply minimal makeup, which accentuated her beauty. The woman's eyes were filled with eagerness and excitement, and her whole person glowed with happiness, unlike the typical nervousness found in new brides. Lotus was dressed in a breathtaking white lace gown that was crafted from the finest silk satin. It flowed over her hourglass figure and hugged her in the r

Quiet laughter, the clink of crystal glasses, and the faint whisper of deals yet to be signed filled the air. We hadn’t gone more than a few steps before a lady in white intercepted us, her posture flawless, her expression carved from porcelain calm. She held out a small velvet box and opened it. Inside gleamed a golden pin shaped like a lotus, delicate and dangerous in its simplicity. “A token of entry,” she explained with a slight bow. “Without this, one cannot step further.” James accepted it on my behalf, steady hands fastening it to my lapel. The metal was warm against the fabric, heavier than it should’ve been, as though it carried more weight than a mere accessory.

Each petal was marred by grotesque, face-like patterns. Eight of the petals were fully open, but the ninth remained a menacing bud, poised to unleash its darkness. The trio in the room were stunned. Sasha was as pure as a lily. Now, she carried an air of a seductive cult priestess. The contrast between purity and sensuality, coupled with her coy demeanor, was a fatal attraction to men. “Nine Phantom Lotus… It’s the legendary Nine Phantom Lotus!” hot with emotions, Holfman said in fear. Taken aback, June asked, “Are you saying that the lotus on Sasha’s black is the extraordinary variety, rumored to grow in the depths of the abyss?”

" Then get ready." Bankotsu slowly exhales as he pulls out his white lotus flower. I was a little taken back at how the poor little thing survived Bankotsu's harsh treatment all these years after being puck from its home pond. The flower had no signs of wilt or even damage. It looked exactly like it was, moments before Bankotsu plucked it. As Bankotsu lifts the flower before him and slowly exhales, petals of the lotus flower start to fall, in front of him and piling up by the millions just a distance away. It all started swirling around slowly forming.