Glaze Lily Novels & Stories

echoed in the quiet room, deep and warm, yet lively: “... Lily of the valley essence, 1998, characterized by the green, dewy freshness of leaves kissed by the first rays of sunlight, intertwined with the pure white floral notes, carrying a soft sweetness, gently spiced with cedarwood... The base note conjures a sense of clarity, elegance, a grace that is timeless yet enigmatic. It evokes spring, new beginnings, and... the hope of true love.” The room fell silent. Antoine watched Camille, his eyes filled with concern and curiosity.

"Perhaps these stargazer lilies? Their fragrance is intoxicating, perfect for a night out." The other girl with a golden curls framing her face, leaned in, "Or maybe these," she said, her finger tracing the petals of the red rose in my hands. "They're so passionate, so...forbidden. I want it.” She winked as she bit her lower lips seductively.

The colors were vibrant and laid out perfectly. There was a beautiful lily pool just outside this glass house that was memorizing to look at. They were two large rectangular pools bordered by the Perennials Border and the Annual Border. There were water lilies, and lotuses, scattered throughout the pool. Tulips surrounded the west side of it, along with alliums and other spring bloomers. Since we'll be having our wedding in the fall, after our baby girl is born, they probably won't be in bloom anymore. Still, this place was magically beautiful and felt absolutely perfect to tie my life together with Lucas'. "I like it too," I said, seeing Lucas beam that beautiful smile of his at me.

I caught the glimpse of what might be my predicament. Surrounded around me, a plant so beautiful yet so deadly at least to me. The Lily of the Valley. A delicate beauty hidden beneath lush green leaves. A tiny, bell-shaped flower exudes a sweet fragrance, enchanting those fortunate enough to discover it. Embraced by a sense of modesty, It thrives in shaded corners, a symbol of purity and grace in the quiet corners of nature's tapestry. But unfortunately for me, I can only admire this beauty from a distance because of the effect it has on me.

My post-neck gland detonated inside the pillar of light. Pure luminescence flooded my senses, washing away every shred of pain. Golden light erupted from the deepest core of the gland, enveloping my entire body in a translucent, gilded aura. The Lily of the Valley pheromones transformed utterly in that single heartbeat. No longer the crisp, cold sweetness of before. Now they carried the deep, ancient weight of aged wine, a cask unsealed after centuries buried underground. Light poured from my palm. It didn't shoot outward. It drifted upward, like a wisp of ignited smoke, rising until it struck the black stone wall above the dome, the one etched with the names of every Wolf Emperor in history

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.

I hollered when we ran through the garden. Beautiful flowers were grown there to attract any eyes with great attraction to beauty. Red and pink roses littered the floor and formed a huge 'M' shape representing the Marshalls. A large fountain also gushed out clean water which didn't only add to the beauty but also served as a way of feeding the plants. They ranged from purple lilies, white sunny flowers, tulips, Chery blossom, bluebells, and a host of others. Their beauty seemed innocent but it would cost an expert to realize that most of the flowers were wolfsbane and were shielded by magic called the glamour spell. Glamour spells help by using beauty to shield an object and sometimes even a

The smell in the room was confusing as it was full of various scents of cosmetics. "I think it's quite suitable for you. However, I don't know if you’d like it or not." Lily took out a pinkish purple bottle with a ribbon tied around the mouth. "It's not a lot as it's just a preliminary test product. I can adjust it according to your liking, but it needs time!" "Of course, you must’ve done well!" Lisa opened it impatiently, sprayed a little on her wrist, and sniffed it. Lily looked at Lisa's expression as it changed from one of contented happiness to a blank stare, but she said nothing. There was none of the happiness she had before.

But then, did Lily have good relations with anyone? I had to admit, she looked marvelous. Her satin gown was off the shoulder, fitted at the bodice, and widely flared to the ground. It wasn’t pure white, with the palest hint of peach blush. Her hair was immaculately styled, with a silk and lace veil trailing down her back, falling from a sparkling diamond tiara. Her hands were joined in front of her waist holding an exquisite bouquet of peonies and roses in peach pink, ivory and white. If the gown revealed any hint of her early pregnancy, the bouquet successfully disguised it.