Glass Lotus Novels & Stories

" 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.

He had to admit, they matched the innocent temperament of the young girls perfectly with a chic charm. The next piece was a showstopper similar to Lara’s piece yesterday. A thin strand of white gold coiled like the ripples on the surface of water with ruby grains giving the impression of petals scattered carelessly. The center piece was the brilliant lotus which seemed to effortlessly rise from the white-gold strand. The earrings were a set of lotus buds on leaf. “Baby, you are amazing.” Ben hugged Dana and kissed her. He couldn’t believe the surprise this woman bought to him every day.

Beneath it, the water reflects the scene like a liquid mirror, shimmering with the warm hues of the fading afternoon. Inside, a round glass table with intricately designed white-gold legs sits at the center, set for two. Lanterns, shaped like water lilies with golden lily pads, are placed strategically around the space, ready to bloom with light as dusk approaches. Fresh floral arrangements—soft white peonies, gardenias, and golden-tipped roses—adorn the table and the gazebo’s edges, their fragrance mingling with the gentle scent of the water below. The entire scene is something out of a fairytale—something crafted just for me.

Lotus replied curiously. "There'll surely be a reason, and do you know what the name of this scent is?" Anita asked. "No" "Pomelo," Anita said. "Pomelo?" "Yes," Anita smiled. "Let's proceed with our walk, no grim reaper to take you away anymore" Lotus said, putting her down. Anita led the way while Lotus followed. The bright streetlights and the moon sitting on the sky plus the stars kept fascinating her and she won't stop staring at everything.

He met my eyes and I felt melting, so I stared at his chin instead. "Well, it's the lotus flower. It symbolizes purity and enlightenment. The lotus's ability to rise above murky waters and bloom beautifully is what draws me to it. There's nothing sad about it, just pure admiration." He gave my hip a gentle squeeze. "You seem to have so many questions today, mate." He lifted my face to see my eyes and thumbed my chin. "And to your unanswered question, yes, we had shared a woman before."

Something or someone was pulling the wind in. I quickly followed the direction of the wind and stopped. Elara sat on a rock, white silvery hair with a purple stripe flowing with the air. The moon casting a soft glow made her look ethereal. In her hands was a glowing white lotus, shining brightly. White Lotus: Identity detected. Elara Goldmane Host! Please let me sleep. Remember you still have a mission to complete. Go and sleep, the system cried, but I ignored it, staring fixedly at the ethereal beauty in front of me.

Once inside his suite, Otto closed the door and leaned against it, exhaling slowly. The moonlight streamed through his windows, bathing the room in silver. He pulled Nora's business card from his pocket, running his thumb over the embossed lotus. Crystal_Lotus. The name suited her, beautiful yet strong, rare and precious. And soon she would be joining him at his pack, the shared living room between his suite and the Luna suite, which she soon would be moving into, for him to court her properly.

"I don't even know why I asked." Before I could respond, Kyle's voice cut through the tent flap. "Master! A soldier is here!" One of Levi's soldiers stepped inside, balancing a wooden box. She placed it delicately on the table and bowed. "Your Majesty. The perfumes created from the Lotus Buds are ready. As instructed, the dangerous extract is contained only in the blue bottle." I opened the box. Dozens of glass bottles gleamed like jewels—pinks, golds, greens, deep violets. And one, a translucent icy blue.

She was pushing through to admire the necklace, almost as though she had been waiting for it. ‘Look at it, Lyse! The Astrydian Lotus! It’s the flower that the magic was sourced from!’, Bella said in awe and excitement. ‘You know what it is?’, I asked. ‘Yes. It is of great significance that you wear it now.’, Bella said. ‘Why?’