Hecate Flowers Novels & Stories

She appeared in the doorway, and the world seemed to hold its breath. Hecate was stunning. Her gown was black, a stark contrast to the white roses that adorned the hall, a statement of defiance and power. The fabric was rich, heavy velvet that flowed like water around her body, its bodice fitted, its sleeves falling to her wrists. Her dark hair was loose, cascading over her shoulders like a waterfall of silk, and a crown of black orchids rested on her brow. She carried a bouquet of the same flowers, their petals dark and velvety, their scent subtle and intoxicating. Her face was composed, serene, her dark eyes fixed on Maddox with an intensity that made his chest ache.

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

Problem solved. The clearing glows with lanterns, fairy lights in the trees, and floating balloons lit from within. Flowers are everywhere—decorating the altar, trees, chairs, and tables. Hemlock, black poplar, monkshood, and cyclamen for Hecate. Myrtle, white roses, poppies, and lilies of the valley for Selene. Unlit candles ring the altar. Caleb, Citra and Michael’s son, plays guitar as I walk down the aisle. When I reach Nathan, his eyes are almost entirely taken over by his irises.

He smirks, “Hecate.” She turns to Ash and Kai on the sofa and holds out her hand, “Pleased to meet you properly, I’m Hecate. Goddess of the underworlds, and the crossroads that lead the way to all afterlives. And a few other things, I have a side gig as the Witches’ Goddess too.” Kai and Ash shake her hand and bow their heads, it felt appropriate. She smiles at them. “Yes, I like you. I’m glad Sol vouched for her to be your Mates.” Kai blinks and looks at Sol. He’s rubbing the back of his neck nervously. Kai stands and bows deeply,

Her father’s body seemed to sag with relief. “After the soul transfer. I will stay for a while. Let you say really say goodbye to her.” I don’t think they know what to say to that. But they will when the time comes. “No one is to know about this. It has never happened in the past.” I told them both. Just before Hecate appeared. Her appearance can be alarming if you’re not used to seeing her. Hecate has dark hair and dark eyes. For supernatural occasions, which this is, Hecate wears dark clothes and a spiked headpiece. She looks like an evil witch.

It was the power that many magical creatures had been seeking through centuries. Hearing King Vlad, Helenora nodded her head slowly. Of course she knew about the Moon Rose. The very flower that contains the magical powers Hecate left behind on earth. "The thing I just showed you is the first petal of the Moon Rose that started to wrinkle. I pulled it off of the Moon Rose because it started burning. I was sure it was going to burn down the whole flower if I wouldn't have stopped it. Do you know why the Moon Rose could ever be harmed?" King Vlad finally told Helenora what he was showing her. Helenora was staring at king Vlad's face with wide eyes as she was trying to process the information ki

Especially if it hasn’t been taken care of properly. So, even though Persephone gave us some of the blankets and pillows from when he was in her palace, it isn’t especially helpful. Hecate’s still going to use them, but it likely won’t help all that much. She’s going to have to concentrate on her recollection of the vileness that she felt from him. To remember the oily feel of evil that his presence caused whenever he was around. And even though Hecate is the most powerful witch in the history of the world, she is looking for a specific evil inside the one place in the Underworld that holds the most evil in the entire world. It will literally be like look for a specific piece of straw in

“Margaret…the woman ho raised me …said Alpha Magnus’ mate insisted I keep it. Said it looked important.” “Luna Helena was wise.” She set the pendant down on the table between us but didn’t take her eyes off it. “This pendant is a protective charm. A powerful one at that. Tied to bloodlines and old magic that most packs have forgotten. “ “What does that mean?” Kade asked. “it means,” Helga said slowly, “that someone very powerful wanted this child protected, hidden.” She looked at me with those strange purple eyes. “May I examine you? I need to see if what I suspect is true.”

"Here, take my hand. Even if you fall, I'll be there to help you stand back up again" His Flower's Point Of View The thick stench of blood was strong in the smoke filled air. My nose wrinkled as I inhaled the scent. My instincts had me gagging, maybe too loudly. Another scream echoed from not too far away and I squeezed my eyes shot, willing the horrifying sound of pain to disappear. A small sound of desperation escaped my parted lips and I froze in my position. That was loud. More loud than I thought it would be.

There were golden yellow, palette yellow, white, orange, an pink. “Woah, talk about a daffodil craze.” she remarked. “To tell you the truth, your ladyship, it was almost impossible to grow any flower in the underworld especially because of the absence of the madam.” “Really? Then what is it with Hades and daffodils?” In her mind, she is calling him stupid. “You might not remember this but daffodils or narcissus, as we call it, reminds the master of you.” “Of me?” Angelique searched her brain for possible connection of Persephone, Hades and narcissus but failed. Unfortunately, her favorite Greek mythology couple is Eros and Psyche.