Glaze Lily Novels & Stories

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.

Helen smiled but her eyes did not reflect it. “These are for you.” Darby placed the large bouquet on the counter. The vase was eighteen inches high, and the flowers doubled the height. The ivy, carolily and string of pearl vines were artfully placed to hang around the etching and handles. Stargazer lilies were the most prominent in the bouquet followed by roses, tulips, peace lilies and carnations. Ferns, spider plants and baby’s breath added filler. “For me?” she asked quietly as tears filled her eyes. Several clients in the waiting room gushed over the bouquet.

This showed just how large the whole academy was. Rie went straight to the school garden. She hadn’t arrived there yet, but she could already hear the soft sound of the violin. It was Pachelbel’s Canon in D major. She smiled and continued walking. At the center of the garden was a gazebo and inside it was a girl with long golden hair and golden-brown eyes. She was the source of the wonderful violin music that Rie had just heard. Rie closed her eyes and savored the music she’s hearing. Then the music paused. She opened her eyes and saw that the girl was looking back at her. The girl then smiled as if she had just saw the most wonderful thing in the world.

After doing so, a purple smoke exploded on it, and its fragrance calmed Z down. Rooting to the fragrance issued by Sloane’s potion, Z’s hands acted on their own. Before she knew it, the pot was already floating on the flame she ignited. She looked at the ingredients she got. There was a lily, honey, a cup of water, and a pepper.

he asked, his rich voice laced with curiosity. Lily's hand closed around a small, ornate jar. "This," she said, a hint of triumph in her tone. She held it up, revealing a pearlescent balm that seemed to shimmer in the dim light of the workshop. "It's an old family recipe. Might just do the trick." She unscrewed the lid, releasing a subtle scent of moonflowers and night-blooming jasmine. Lily dipped her fingers into the cool, silky substance and began applying it to her skin with practiced movements.

Marissa POV. Walking beside Kai as we reach the area where the Ice Lily grows, I’m in awe at the sight of the flowers in bloom. The scent is sweet with a bite of cold. My eyes widen at the sight. I move closer as I go to my knees in front of one. I reach out to touch it but draw my hand back. The petals are icy blue with white edging; the stem is white. The filaments are white grading up to blue and the anther is white. I close my eyes as I breathe in the fragrance. It’s harmless in this state. It smells like a crisp winter’s morning after the first snow.

Save Leo from the beam, or keep Rowan from exploding. ​But as I stood in the center of the garden, the lilies—the white lilies Nana had planted—began to glow. Not violet. Not black. ​They turned a vibrant, defiant green.

The maidservant probably learned something. The young maidservant cheerfully entered with the flowerpot. Emma glanced at it briefly; it was a pot of lilies. Emma absentmindedly plucked a lily and gently brought it to her nose. She noticed that this wasn't the scent of ordinary flowers; it had an exceptionally unique fragrance. Upon closer examination, these lilies were crafted from silk thread, with gold and silver thread embroidered onto them. Each flower and leaf were adorned with glass beads, faint yellow, light green, or pale pink, subtly hidden within the blossoms, not easily noticeable but capable of making the flowers seem to radiate.

His eyes glowed a fierce gold color. " I'll make you bite back your words " Slowly, Zale leaned in, his lips brushing softly against hers. It was a gentle graze, a tantalizing invitation that sent shivers dancing down Lily's spine. They both closed their eyes, surrendering to the moment, as their lips met again, this time with a newfound intensity. Their kiss deepened, becoming more passionate with each passing second. Zale's lips molded perfectly against Lily's, their mouths moving in harmonious synchronization. Their tongues danced a delicate tango, exploring, teasing, and intertwining in a dance of desire.

I hope that news will at least distract her, even if my beast is still clawing at my skull with the anger he has no idea where to direct. Something at the bottom of the golden wreath catches my eye and I lean in closer to get a better look. five silver flowers poke up from amidst the wolfsbane. In the centre is a lily, either side of that a daffodil, and beside each daff is a daisy.