Glaze Lilies Novels & Stories

Quietly entering the room, she saw Lucius standing by the French window, his outline elegantly highlighted by the strong light pouring in from outside. Violet was captivated by the sight of his back, sensing an aura of solitude around him. She had an urge to comfort him with a hug. Lucius stood with his hands in his pockets. He stared out of the window, deep in thought. Violet tiptoed towards him, approaching him from behind. Lucius heard her footsteps. His gaze briefly met hers before he focused on the flowers in her hands. The red lilies she held were unique. Unlike typical white lilies, with their stamens curving gracefully, mirroring the petals' angle, and adorned with striking black spo

She taps the cover and slides it across the table towards Eva. “These are Gladioli and Calla lilies, but I’d also like to include some herbs in with the flowers. Maybe sage and rosemary? And possibly some ferns for contrast. I know it’s an odd bouquet.” Eva looks at her oddly, but nods and takes more notes. She hums, “Colours for the gladioli and lilies?” Celine hums, “White for both, I think.” Eva makes more notes, nodding as she does,

The Night Lily revealed a majestic blue flower with shining glitters on each petal. I couldn't contain my excitement and quickly turned my head to Ryle, catching him staring at me. Isobel became unconscious. They were extremely close to each other. Our gazes were locked, and Ryle's eyes glowed, reflecting the radiance from the Night Lily. His measured breaths brushed against my face, creating a captivating connection. In my perception, Ryle's presence seemed to suspend the passage of time, slowing it down to a standstill. With Ryle's captivating gaze, I momentarily forgot about the enchanting Night Lily in front of me. The combined glow from the lamp and the flower created a luminous aura, a

Agatha helped Lily get dressed for the day, starting with her makeup. She applied a light foundation, accentuating Lily's natural beauty, and then added a touch of blush to her cheeks. She highlighted Lily's eyes with a smokey eye look, using gold and brown eyeshadow to bring out the color of her eyes. She finished the look with a bold red lip, making Lily look stunning.

“I’m quite good with my red glitter.” “I don’t really like gold glitter glue but I don’t want that rice on my slime though.” Mavis pointed at Zariyah’s bowl. “I’ll role the spinning wheel now, godluck cleaning the mess.” Shanoa cackled as she spins the wheel. In their second spin, Lystra got the green glove, Mavis got the blue glove, Fauzia got the white glove, Zariyah got the black glove while Lumiere got the pink glove. Before Zariyah cut off the glove, she closed her eyes. “Please be a black glue to cover the rice, please.” After hopefully wishing, she cut the glove and she was even more disappointed when clear glue came out of it.

Personal. The ball was hidden away overnight in the garden, where the sound of a string quartet and the laughter of people filled the air like a note on the wind. The light of lanterns threaded between tree branch limbs, casting gold haloes around every one of the party guests. The white roses intoxicated the atmosphere with their perfume, exuding the scent of blessing. Standing against the marble stairs, Lily had donned a long, flowing gown in a shade that melded somewhere in shades of purple, gaining tendrils of soft radiance under the moonlight.She never looked more beautiful. No tiara. No pretension. Just her.

Unable to wipe it off, Lily shuddered. “I tried,” the eleve shrugged. “I thought I was doing rather well, too, all things considered.” Lily’s top lip pulled back, baring her teeth. “I didn’t. Show me your true form.” “Ah, ah, ah,” the eleve teased. “I had you going for a minute there. And, as you well know, it seems, the only way to break the glamour is to spin. Unfortunately for you, I am certainly not going to allow you to do that.”

"Look at these 'Moonshade Orchids'!" She pointed at the ethereal blue flowers that seemed to glow with their own inner light. "They only bloom in thousand-year glacier crevices! Every single harvest requires teams of expert climbers risking their lives, dangling over bottomless abysses! One wrong move means death!" The guests began looking around with new appreciation—and shock—at the floral arrangements. "Yet you've filled the entire hall with them!" Lydia's voice cracked with emotion. "Do you know how much this cost? How many lives were risked for these flowers alone?"

Lucian spoke in a possessive type of calm as he looked deep into my eyes before his own gaze drifted to this man, the once tamed darkness he held whenever he looked at me, now on show for this man who shuttered in fear before his beautiful eyes locked with mine again. “Convallaria Majalis or better known as Lily of the Valley, is one of the deadliest flowers you can grow, e-each area of the plant is poisonous and when crushed into a powder like this, it’s deadly.” I quietly explained what I knew about this flower and the deadly consequences it carries if not handled correctly, where in Lucian’s eyes, there seemed to be a mixture of emotions.

Lily stretched out her arms, fluttering like a butterfly on the soft flower bed. "Stop." Suddenly, with a loud scream, Elias pulled Lily's arm from the flowers. Lily couldn't help but look at Elias in surprise. He quickly explained: "Do you see those yellow flowers?" Lily nodded, and Elias continued to explain: "It's a carnivorous flower. If you touch it lightly, it can eat a piece of your flesh." Lily took a few steps back in fear. Venn looked at Lily's expression and laughed. Lily didn't understand why the two of them were laughing, but feeling like she was being tricked, she turned around angrily and walked forward.