Hati Yang Berbunga Novels & Stories

She’s starting to cope better, and I don’t know if I actually like that or not. “You don’t? Every girl likes roses, Miss Lucia!” Anna responds and I find myself listening to their conversation. Don’t ask me why, but for some reason, I want to hear Lucia’s response. “Hmm, no I don’t,” she says while giggling at the sound causing my mouth to lift in a half smile. “Roses are too common, you see them everywhere! The type of flower I love is called a Gerbera daisy; the burgundy and yellow ones are absolutely stunning!”

he walks off and kneels next to a small patch of Crimson Beebalm. Crimson Beebalm is a stunning flower. The petals are long and slender and they come out of a hairy looking center that is connected green leaves that look like they support the bud and a long smooth green stem. Best of all, it’s edible so I’ll be collecting some of it for the camp. Wait, what did he say? “It’s obviously either red or yellow, I don’t know of any grey muted colored flowers, the center even looks black.”

The students following behind her stopped whenever she would point and describe the merits of magical plants. "The name of this plant is Ehretia; a plant commonly spotted throughout the regions. By brewing this plant in a hot drink, the person who consumes it will start having hallucinations. Note, the effects of this plant only last for thirty minutes," she explained, pointing towards a plant with tiny, fan-shaped leaves, blooming with purple bell-shaped flowers, before moving to the next plant.

All too happy to break the eye-connection. She could feel his heat behind her with every step, a constant reminder of his potent presence. They strolled leisurely along a winding stone path, the garden unfolding before them like a vibrant tableau of color. Tall, ivy-clad walls enclosed the space, creating an intimate haven that seemed to shut out the outside world. The garden was carefully arranged, with symmetrical beds overflowing with medicinal herbs, fragrant flowers, and useful plants like lavender, chamomile, and rosemary. Emeriel pointed to a bed of vibrant blue blossoms. "These are borage flowers, Your Grace. Not only are they beautiful, but they are also known to uplift the spirit.

He winked at me and I blushed, hurriedly averting my gaze. "Let Jamie have the yellow plate and party hat," I heard Higan say and looked at him again. There were five plates and party hats that were pink, purple, blue, green and yellow. "I don't mind any," I said, interrupting their banter. "Bullshit," he said, walking to me with the yellow party hat in hand. "It's your favourite colour." My eyes widened in surprise. "How did you know?" "Well, your phone case is yellow. There's this yellow sweater that you seem to cherish so much and well, you're blonde."

Tyler said. He walked by a flower shop and decided to buy one. He entered the shop and picked a white Lily. "That's a good choice." The female attendant complimented. "Thanks. It's for a woman I love the most in the world." Tyler said. "That's $50." She said. "I'll give you $200." Tyler said bring out the crispy notes from his pocket. "Thank you so much. Good luck to you and your woman." The attendant said. He was walking back home when the clouds changed. The clouds was dark.

“While I was out for some task, I looked for the best for you.” He bent down and kissed the top of my head before he fished something out from the paper bag he was holding. Then a white and blue colored flower crown was placed on top of my head, making me gasp in surprise and amazement at how beautiful the flowers are. If I am not mistaken, the white ones are the gypsophila or also known as the baby’s breath, and blue ones are the Forget Me Not. Indeed, it looks so… pretty that I wanted to cry, that was too overreacting, but...

Anthony thought of that as his gaze hardened. He had asked for the Halfeti roses to be air-flown from Turkey to decorate Skyview Tower’s top floor. It was a type of natural black rose that had a rather matte surface. It was bold yet stunning, very similar to Charmine’s temperament. Furthermore, the Halfeti roses were only available in Halfeti, Turkey, and they would only bloom in midsummer before going out of season by autumn. The ones he prepared were a Turkish lab’s gems from their lab, far more impressive than Waverly’s White Camellias.

These flowers were like tulips, but the flowers were lopsided or looking down, as if they had withered, and the tip of the petals were facing the upward. Kiyo’s friend who is a florist, Chie Haruno, hurried over to her from inside the store. The girl had curly dark hair and dark orange eyes. She was a little bit shorter than Kiyo, but she’s chubbier. She was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans with green floral apron covering her waist to the knees. She was bringing a small white flower between her fingers that looked like lily flower but with slightly wider petals. When she looked at the flower pointed by Kiyo, she answered. “Oh! That’s the Taihou no Hana. It’s cute isn’t it?” Kiyo giggled. “

piou There was a sudden shrill, and a commotion was heard, but Aurora arranged her arms back in her bag, left behind a camellia flower, and left the hotel. The black lotus was like the hibiscus flower, also known as the rose of China, white as snow in the morning but red as blood at night.