Handy X Petunia Novels & Stories

He said after we parted from the kiss, and I lowered my head to his hand, where he held a bunch of petunia flowers. “Rowan,” my breath hitched, my eyes widening as I took in the white flowers with purple veins, and I grabbed them greedily. “Oh my. Thank you.” They were beautiful, and I was bringing them to my nose, inhaling deeply. A sweet, kind of fruity scent hit me, and as I inhaled even more, I could only perceive a nutty scent. Rowan watched me with a grin as I practically inhaled the flowers like an addict. “Do you like it?” He asked, his voice sappy, and I raised my head to look at him.

These are my Mom's memories, memories that always remind me of my true origins. "Mom, I had no idea Brother still had these memories." I smile a little as I remember what Jack said about Alcander, and the eternal petunia in his secret room. Unlike my eternal rose which is made of pure gold, Him's eternal petunia is made of red jade which makes the petunia he has a blood red color. Yeah, it fits Alcander's personality very well.

"We have a small non-profit. Ainutep. Our logo is the pink petunia." Nia sobbed softly next to me. I grabbed her hand in mine as I felt her nails finally break the skin on my thigh. "Look here, Nia," Nik said softly. Nia turned to the screens. The bright pink flower was encased in a set of abstract hands. The words Ainutep written in a girly font across the front. Nik clicked on a page. Cleared her throat. "Petunias symbolize anger and resentment. But they also symbolize not losing hope."

“Go on.” “I never learned how to plant a vegetable. All those years making medicine and I can’t keep a single thing alive unless I can cut it or dose it.” “We’ll start with something easy,” Xander decided. “Radishes. Or beans. Or those mutant tomatoes Wyn’s always talking about.” “Radishes,” she repeated, testing it out. “Fine.”

“Now keep your damn butt in check while I go find the doctor. And oh, someone left something for you.” He picked up a bouquet of white and purple petunia and handed it to her. “Oh, who’s it from?” “No idea, it was delivered in during the night.” She took one sniff of their aromatic smell and loved it. “They’re beautiful.” “Indeed.” Darius concurred as he stood beside her with his hands in his pocket. He watched as she played with their pedals for a little while before examining them again. Finally, she smelt them again and then gently placed them on the table beside her.

She throws her hair over her shoulder and winks, “Of course I know that. Now what?” I take a deep breath, letting it out slowly, “I convince this plant to grow.” Her eyebrows raise almost to her hairline but she remains silent, letting me work. Placing my fingertips lightly in the soil I close my eyes and connect to the root of the plant, ‘Hi there, I know your life has just begun but someone important is in trouble and I really need you to grow.’ I wait and feel for the heartbeat of the plant, a flower called Xion. It’s pale blue with silver tips and looks very similar to a lily. Moment’s pass and I finally feel the heartbeat, faint but there. It becomes stronger as the plant starts to grow

Iphan scoffed "Only if Cage knew that he's more of a lapdog than a right hand man. Poor him. He doesn't know how much of a puppet he is" "Lame joke!" Baron rolled his eyes "I'd rather you cut off your hands 'cause they pilfer X-habit's drugs and money like they don't" Iphan said, a look of seriousness growing on his face "Fucking stay out of my shit, Iphan" Baron snarled "No! You stay out of X-habit's shit!" Iphan shot back

“Well, also, you assumed incorrectly that this has something to do with Cherry. She is not a person. She’s a kitten that Linux decided to rehabilitate at my home. Without my permission, of course. .” Josey turned to him, “Awe, what happened to it?” Tarrin was about to answer, but then Mr. Gallgnum came in, followed by Mara and his godson. “I see the young lady did remember! Well, Tarrin, as you can see, here, we have several species of plants,” Tarrin looked to the rows the older man pointed. He was there for business, after all, “there are ZZ’s, Clivia, and over here, I have Hoya and Moth Orchid. These here,” the older man continued, “ are Philodendron. Very popular.”

That faithful moment that changed her and her sister’s life forever. Rie dried her face using the towel hanging on her shoulder and then walked out of the bathroom. She weakly sat down on the bed. She no longer knew what was happening. Rie was still drinking tea made of flax seeds every night. Flax seed was one of the major ingredients for a sleeping potion.

Hormones were surely getting the best of her. I picked up Emily and placed her on the counter, squeezing her nose gently and making her laugh. “Okay, little mouse. We need to get those scrapes checked,” I said, opening the kit to grab the rubbing alcohol and a cotton pad to clean her hands. Vanessa put her roses in an empty vase, filling it with water before she put them on top of the island counter. “Now that we’re here, we want to give you some news.” “About the baby?” Emily’s eyes lit up, showing how happy it made her to know about her little sibling.