Hyacinthus X Apollo Novels & Stories

asked Prince Lucas. “This is Aconitum napellus, the poison of the monkshood flower, slowly this poison can make the heart rate slow down and die. But luckily Prince Axton is still fine. I can help heal prince Axton, but not now, I have to collect medicinal herbs for healing.” Lucas sighed, not expecting anyone to have the heart to do something like this to Axton.

"Apex, I would like a Belgian Blonde Ale and Sam Adams Utopias." Apollo was in a dilemma. He knew one could convey much about a man by his chosen drink. There are two ways Apollo could go about this. He could play it safe and order something on the cheaper scale to appear humble or go with his accustomed exquisite taste to show confidence. Finally coming to a decision, he gave Jack a slight nod. "Hello, Apex. Can I have a Johnnie Walker Blue Label Ghost and Rare?" "Of course, sir, your orders will be here momentarily."

“Sure. Mr. Mysterious is a vampire. Vampires aren’t real... Are they? No. That’s silly. He was in broad daylight all day today. But damn, he’s weird.” Ava spent hours looking for information on the man. She found no trace of whom the Constantine family was behind the scenes, only known to be the most influential tech company in the world. Researching the name of the company, Ava gasped. Apollyon: The angel of the bottomless pit in the Book of Revelation. “Holy shit! Maybe he is a vampire.” Sitting back in her chair, she thought about the possibility. Too many scary references over the past hours had given flight to her overactive imagination, as usual. Her years of curiosity in urban legends

"Then the moon's mourning ended, the snow began to melt, feeding the soil and giving strength so that new lives could grow there. It didn't take long for the beautiful purple hyacinths to be born, leaving a beautiful lilac sea before the small temple of Hyacinth." "It also didn't take long for a woman thin as a stick and with long black hair to approach the temple. Along her hair were flowers so purple that they almost mixed with that cascade of darkness, the woman's clothes were rag gold, she was almost naked walking towards the temple. When Hyacinth looked into this woman's eyes, she could see that it was Hellebore who was walking towards her.

Gwen frowned in confusion as she approached her and took multiple steps backwards warily. “Be calm, my lady, I'm your personal maid.” She spoke up and Gwen's brows furrowed even more at her words. It made no sense that a slave would have a personal maid. “Did you make a mistake? You can see I'm in chains, so why would you be my personal maid? I'm just a slave, miss.” Gwen replied immediately but the lady simply laughed, bringing out a bunch of keys from her pocket. “My name is Annabeth, my lady. And no, I didn't make a mistake. Sir Charles sent me here under the commands of Master Seth.” She responded, unlocking the chains from Gwen's hands and legs, and the chains clattered to the ground wi

“Same-sex love and devotion.” “And this one? What is it for?” He reached out to the delicate purple flower, and, despite herself, she pulled it back before he could touch the bloom. He raised his eyebrow. “Aislen?” “Aconite,” she explained. “Also known as wolfsbane.”

Nina Morrison sniffs and looks at Sunny confusingly. It is the engagement of Lucien Gray and Jasmine Harris, how could it become the proposal ceremony for her? Seeing the confusion look of Nina Morrison, Sunny knows that she doesn't understand. She points to the champagne roses and hyacinth in the hall, "Nina, do you know what the flower language of champagne roses and hyacinth are?" "What are they?" Nina Morrison doesn't know about these things.

Dionysus whispered the last sentence so Zoey wouldn't hear it. "Ouch, brother. You're being mean again. May I remind you that I'm two years older than you?" Apollo faced Zoey's direction again, completely ignoring Dionysus. "Sorry if I'm being rude. I should introduce myself first. Pardon me. Here." Apollo reached out his hand. "Apollo Austen Montgomery. Dionysus' most handsome brother." "Montgomery? I thought you're brothers?" Zoey asked, confused. "Half-brother, witch."

I’m sorry I left. I carried the notes with me as I went to the last bouquet. It was full of different shades of blue and purple hyacinth and the sweet lilac-like scent filled my entire office with the smell of spring. Hyacinth were my second favorite flowers, right after daffodils. There was one last note. I’m bringing you lunch. I smiled and put all three notes in my pocket. “According to the internet, yellow flowers mean apology,” Jaqui read from her phone as she pointed to the daffodils. “Tulips are also apology flowers. As is hyacinth. Good lord, those smell amazing.”

The floor length summer dress clung to my body, the back open with the dip stopping a little below my waist. The ruffles gave the illusion of a flower with its soft pink shade. Apollo was dressed in an apricot linen pants set and Phoe sported one of his own. They were both so handsome, and both of them belonged to me I had totally hit the jackpot.