His Flower Novels & Stories

When there’s finally a lull in drink orders, I walk over to Cassandra. “Hey, Cass, can I ask you something?” “Sure you can,” she says while wiping down the bar. “You love plants and gardening and all that jazz; could you tell me what flower this is?” I ask, pulling out my phone and showing her a picture of the flowers Jartre sent me. She glances at the picture and smiles, “Oh, those are beautiful! Those are called aster. Did someone give those to you?” “My boyfriend did,” I say, beam with pride, even though calling Jartre my boyfriend feels weird.

Luke said this while taking in the smell of the sweet flower. “Why are you so obsessed with this particular flower, Lily?” Kelly asked curiously while walking towards them. Lily looked at her before throwing a grin. “Because it has the same name as her.” Abigail answered before Lily as they all gathered around to see the beautiful flower. “That’s one of the reasons. Papa says this flower is called the flower of heaven, and it smells exactly like heaven.” Lily answered while explaining the reason behind her obsession with one particular flower. Lily felt Rayan’s hand wrap around her shoulder before his fingers brushed over her bare arm. His warm touch almost ma

“I also picked this up on my way here.” “Oh…” she looked at the flowers. “What are those called?” “Lilies. Alstroemeria.” “Did I like flowers?” “Don’t women like flowers?” As if with an eye roll, she shook her head and went back to digging. Felix realised he must have made a wrong move or something, plans to try and get through to her weren't really working. “Um…Can I help with anything?” He offered, still standing there awkwardly. “Actually yeah, I could use some extra hands.”

Just a minute ago I was about to pluck one barehanded. I had removed my gloves and mask to breathe, and from a distance this flower had captivated me, almost hypnotized me. It was as if something tugged at my attention, softly insisting I come closer. "That's... that's sad," I managed to say, voice tight. "Do you know the name of this flower?" she asked casually, plucking off the petals one by one. They fluttered to the ground like dying butterflies. "No, ma'am. Absolutely no idea..." "Oleander," she said at last, tossing the bare stem aside.

Our fingers brushed for just a second, and I felt sparks dance along my skin. I held the flowers close to my chest, breathing in their soft, sweet scent. They were a messy mix — daisies, some little purple flowers I didn’t know the name of, and even one big yellow flower that had a bent stem. They weren’t perfect, but to me, they were the most beautiful thing I’d ever held. “No one’s ever picked flowers for me before,” I admitted, looking up at him through my lashes. He looked a little surprised at that. “Really?”

He knew what he was fucking doing. “I got this for you, honey. It's your favourite flower.” He said, referring to the flower that I was yet to take from him. I stared at the flower, contemplating on what to do. Should I take it from him?

The woman looked down at the flowers in her arms. “I’m sorry…” said Hazel ashamedly. “Mmm.” The woman walked straight out of the flower shop. After parking his car, Joshua walked into the shop and saw Hazel still selecting flowers. She walked up to him and said helplessly, “I don’t know what to buy, what kind of flowers does father like?” “Just buy this kind.” Joshua looked at the flowers in front of him. “Casa Blanca?” Hazel was surprised. “Mmm,” Joshua asked in surprise, “So you know it? It’s a kind of unusual lily, and a lot of people just think of it as a normal lily.”

I also got to understand that we are free to go home however we like but we must either be in the kitchen during work hours or in our rooms in between breaks. I was nervous and excited about everything and couldn’t wait to see what the future held for me. I went to the garden to take a stroll in the evening, savoring the sweet-smelling flowers and the beautiful ambiance of the garden when I spotted a white stem flower. It was extremely rare and I remember mum teaching me the knowledge of this flower and its healing properties. A lot of people were not aware but it also gave a rich and distinct flavor to food. I decided that I would use t

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He asked. “I did promise to tell you didn’t I? The chrysanthemum is the flower of death,” she began, pointing to the largest flower, and Chris held his breath. Maybe he shouldn’t have asked, but she was actually smiling. “But I found out in Australia, they call it ‘mum’ and give it as a Mother’s Day gift.” “Really?” “Yeah. When I heard about it, the flower became pretty special to me.” “And the other one?” He asked, tracing the smaller flower that composed her black and grey tattoo.

He stopped. "We'll just wait for her till she gets out and drop her home for now." He nodded. "Kaden, I need to talk to you. About certain someone I once worked for. I need your help in it" I look at him and nod. "We have to take care of this situation first" I said walking inside. "Who are we dealing with?" I asked, my eyes staring at Rose as she danced over the floor. My hands clenching in fist everytime she took something off her body. She never went nude. But her in a bikini was enough to send me off.