Hecate Flowers Novels & Stories

Alex's lifeless body lay on the mortuary table and he was completely stripped of his clothes as the doctor ran a series of tests on him. "What's going on? What's happening?" I asked the moment I walked inside. "Hayley, you shouldn't be here. You should be with the kids right now. I have everything covered here." Damon said as he approached me, but I wasn't listening one bit. "The children are fine. They're with Lanie and Candice, don't worry about them." I replied before pushing past his barricade. I glanced by the side and saw the ankh flower portion already prepared, and I could immediately tell that the doctor was checking Alex's compatibility with the potion. Ankh flower was a very rare

I breathe, carefully taking them with both hands. His smile is soft, proud. “I hoped you’d like them. I grow them in the greenhouses the witches maintain. They're called hellebores. That one’s Fire and Ice, and the other’s Onyx Odyssey. I figured you’d want something different—something no other guy’s ever given you.” I grab a vase from the cabinet, fill it with water, and place the flowers inside. Then I turn, walk up to him, cup his face in both hands—and kiss the hell out of him.

After a brief silence, detective Jones broke the silence and asked "what do you think maria?“ “About what?” “This, of course!” detective Jones said increasing his tone. “Calm down partner. Anyways, I think we're dealing with a nasty serial killer that has an obsession with flowers” Maria joked. “It's not just that. But wait, I think am beginning to get the pieces, according to the woman, a white rose represents chastity and purity,now a blood stain on it would mean what? The chastity or purity have been stained and how is that possible?”

The sunset at the Mortal Coast was beautiful. Selene held a bouquet of sea-nymph flowers and a bottle of divine wine. She walked quietly to a simple monument. Carved into the stone was her name, and above it, her sigil: a single, blooming Helianthus, forever turning its face to the light. "Kressa, I'm here again." Selene said softly. She placed the flowers down. She did this every month. She had kept it up for four years.

"Go and check if there have been any cases of missing she-wolves. Her mate would be devastated, seeing her like this." No, he wouldn't. Not my mate. When I was still alive, he had forced me to donate bone marrow fluid to his first love even when I was pregnant. As I was being tortured to death, he abandoned me and his unborn children to accompany his first love at the hospital, not willing to accept a single phone call. Even after I died, he still wasn't able to recognize me. After all, he didn't love me at all.

Anita sighed ‘I’m sorry you have to be in this situation but don’t worry, I’ll make sure you don’t die, and if you do die, I’ll keep your soul in a jar then make another body for you’. ‘Is that possible?’ ivy asked wiping her tears. ‘of course it is, phase 9 healers can make bodies with no soul but they don’t do those type of favors unless you are their loved one’. Ivan sighed as eyes alternated between Chloe and ivory. They were both in critical conditions, ivory had a high chance of becoming a lunatic and Chloe was in vegetable state due to severe blood loss and a slight damage in the brain. ‘It’s my fault’ duke hemming said as held his daughter’s hand sadly. The duke had consulted a phase

Bella breathed slightly, she hoped she did not sound suspicious. "Yes there are alot of flowers. Roses, hibiscus, Aster, Azalea, Black-Eyed Susan, Buttercup, California Poppy, Chrysanthemum, Crocus, Daffodil and lots more." Queen Selene said, concentrating on her knitting. "Wow that is a lot of flowers." Bella breathed out, staring at the vampire queen who winked down at her in a playful manner. "I studied botany so am a botanist, that is why I have a vast knowledge when it comes to flowers and plants."

"Now they're leaves in the wind, with a touch of humidity... As if they were leaves blown by the winds of a storm that's brewing." "Yours have changed too, they still look like a field of flowers, but this time, the flower that catches my eye the most is almost forgotten... I had to look in my archives and also in my safe... It was very difficult, as I only have a single seed that hasn't bloomed." Ghost replied, approaching me. "The flower is called the Flames of Hephaestus. They say they were created from the sparks of God's hammer when it meets the anvil." I turned my face towards Lycan, curious about the information.

She also said that it’s good for them to have anonymity and live a normal life. That’s why she enrolled them at St. Markéta despite some things. Because the pros definitely outweighed the cons. It was the safest place for her and Eri. No one would dare trifle against the Heamistress, Svetlana Kramarová—one of the four Grand Mages. They were the four strongest witches and wizards and they could act independently from the Grand Meister of the House of Hecate. “But she will come for you and your sister’s graduation, že jo?” the dormitory head asked again. It’s because they would graduate from high school soon.

Luckily, my dress isn’t the traditional ball gown wedding dress of the humans, so I can manage to keep it out of the morning dew easily. So much of the handfasting ceremony holds symbolism, from the location to the colors of the flowers in your hair. So, my dress reflects much of our culture in it. It is a white, floor-length, high-necked, lace gown. In human culture, white is supposed to represent the purity of the bride, but in witch culture, it represents the purity of the love between the couple. So, Michael will be wearing a white shirt as well. The sleeves are chiffon, reaching down to my wrists, but with a large slit that runs up to my shoulder, making them billow out behind me i