Hermione/fleur Novels & Stories

the adult male said. "I'm really irritated with that female outsider who sticks to Centaurus and the handsome winged lion all the time. Will Purple Flower be really effective?" the young female asked. I was stunned upon hearing the voice of the female who was speaking to her father. It was Falla, and she sounded extremely jealous. I can feel the tone of hate from her words, though I was baffled because the 'Purple Flower' was actually an herb used for relieving headaches. Why would she give Tora that herb?

Soheila went to the herbs section to buy what herbs she needed to refine other types of pills. “Moon flower...” Soheila whispered. The Moon Flower beautiful and Soheila was attracted to it. The Moon Flower's petals had the same color similar to the galaxy. It also had a purple glowing all around it and it is floating. Soheila waved to the Girl Shop Attendant of the herb section. The Shop Attendant immediately went directly to Soheila. “Are you perhaps wanted to have the Moon Flower?” The Shop Attendant asked gently with a smile. Soheila nodded and the Shop Attendant's smile grew bigger. She said, “It is only 40 million gold coins.”

She plucked one. The glow of the flower dimmed faintly in her hand.There was power in it. Without Gina noticing, she carefully slipped the flower into satchel. ——— Later that night—At the Blackmoon Pack Library… Laura sneaked into the library. She sat by the heart a sack of old leather-bounds times beside her. She picked few books about herbs. One of the books had what she was looking for. Solaris Bloom. It was also known as “The Flames of Renewal”the Bloom is a rare flower said to glow with the last breath of a fallen star.Known for its potent restorative properties.

--- Fleur - Flower --- “Fleur Jean.” And the day stops just like that with Sal running off and Cerise shouting for her to come back as she heads off to their destination. Sadly enough, in the eyes of the swans, it’s a crazy woman shouting at nothing, and in the eyes of the aurums, it’s a master angered at its escaping hybrid.

“There are more than fifteen, what, bouquet over there. Do you think we’re going to use them all?” Darrion frowned and seemed to think, then he looked at the table again. “There are some green herbs and sweet flowers to make ordinary potions. There are also honey and Keptera, and fire lizard tail to make heating potions. There are also some mushrooms and dried bugs. The fern might be used as a passive boost for elemental attacks. I ever read my father’s combination books about basic potion making. If I’m right, then only two stalks will be used for the making. There would be plenty for us to take,” Darrion said with a smile.

~ 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.

And that's the biggest reason stopping her from showing any positive signs from her to him. Putting a stone over her senses she could accept him being an animal and a ruthless beast but she can't accept the fact that one day she will have to share him. Alas! He already has another mistress as well. What's the guarantee he will stay loyal to her? The woman seems to be after her throat. Fleur was weak. Extremely weak for her own good. Her mind was too naive to built any conspiracies against anyone. After a few hours as soon as she went to the garden to get a peaceful air but just when her feet stepped over the grass a flying rolled-up paper hit her head. She sighed grabbing the paper and even

She sees my laptop. "Don't even think about it" I mumble knowing she can't hear me. She takes my Laptop; of course, she knows my password. It's the word password. Damn, I should have cleared my browsing history and quick access. Who am I kidding? I don't have to care anymore. I get behind the couch to see what she's doing. She types in my password, revealing my wallpaper; a blue butterfly.

She smelled of wolf. Full wolf, not the suppressed register I was projecting behind the Switch, not the dampened human-baseline signal I was broadcasting as Lyanna Black. The real thing, clean and particular, the scent of a bloodline with depth in it, the specific compound of someone high-born and aware of it and comfortable with the awareness. My Silver Dawn receptors catalogued it automatically. High rank. Not the highest in this compound, but high enough to move through it with the proprietary ease she was currently demonstrating. I kept my face exactly where it was and did not let the cataloguing show.

says Hector. Hector walks into the bathroom. He sees a good sized room. On the walls he sees a lot of symbols like runes. He uses the restroom and turns on the shower. As soon as he does, he smells this fragrance consisting of roses, lavender and some other herbs. Hector knows he is in the kingdom of the witches, and he needs to stay alert. He strips out of his clothes and steps into the warm water. He sees many bottles of soap and they all smell like the rain. Hector quickly uses them, rinses off and dries with a towel he finds hanging on the wall. He walks out of the bathroom just as Rex is getting back.