Inked Flowers Novels & Stories

But I hesitate when my eyes catch a splotch of color on the ground under my hands that hadn't been there when I sat down. There were flowers, tiny blue ones with white middles, blossoming from where my hands had been. I could see the outline of my fingertips, in fact, but no palm or thumb. I look at my hand, which has loose blades of grass stuck to it. I look at the other side of me, but there are no flowers on that side where my hand had been. The only difference between my hands were I used one to wipe my tears. I leaned down a little and stared at the flowers that continued to slowly creep up from the ground. They were very small; their circumference wasn't even that of a dime. Looked lik

Then , lady June smiled and welcomed me to their garden. Their garden was full of sunflowers , it's like a field in the villages with dragonflies surrounding it . Their mansion was surrounded by Boston ivy ( a shrub plant) . It's marvelous . I love this cool atmosphere. Then , I saw a angel , that's ORKHIS ANEMONE , the villainess, she has a long , shiny , silky Black hair with her purple eyes sparkles whenever She's excited . her pink lips are fluffy , if I were a male lead , I'll be her slave .

He was a vampire, obviously, his presence carrying that same unmistakable stillness she had learned to recognize, but she had never seen him before, and outsiders weren't allowed inside the mansion, were they? "Galanthus, so precious, and a beautiful flower resembling purity and hope. While Eranthis, a toxic, poisonous flower just like the people in this palace. They are poles apart yet are being forced to stay in the same place. No wonder galanthus withered faster than their actual time. And look at those vicious things, they still have some life in them." Zinnia wasn't familiar with this much information, yet she couldn't stop herself from saying something, the words slipping out before sh

I yelled informing Vladimir as I stepped out. If I hadn't explored the environment, I would never have gotten used to the weird coloration of SKU and the unusual patterns of trees still. I got to an open space and a particular species of flower caught my eye as I am a flower lover. It had red stalk, and green petals with little red dots embedded in the petals. I reached to pluck one from it and I stepped on a stone. The stone seemed like every normal stone but as soon as I climbed it, I got trapped in a net. "Not this again, Somebody help me," I called out but there was no response, I was all alone.

What seemed weird was that among four sunflowers standing before the others, only one of them stood just as tall and rigid as the thorns were, having sharp tiny spikes along its stems, which seemed to scratch the petals of the three other sunflowers around it. Another painting pictured a leading thorn and one of the affected sunflowers lacing together, then came another picture of the laced sunflower turning blood red, before the painting of thorns lacing tightly with the sunflowers. A few stooping sunflowers growing on a rocky land came next, standing across a hill with a crowd of giant thorns, yet the first laced sunflower remained tainted and the ever-standing one never let go of its roug

He gave the other girl a big smile. Hearing Lina’s name, Edina finally smiled and strolled towards them. She was holding some familiar wildflowers in her hands. “What are you doing here?” Elyon asked with a bite. Edina paled and lowered her head. Ehann and Eon both raised their brows with Elyon’s action. “I asked some women in your pack if I could get these,” she lifted the bunch of tiny wildflowers in her hands without meeting Elyon’s eyes. “My grandma has a terrible cough and these flowers grow abundantly in this area.”

She took her time to familiarize Miren with the flowers that suddenly appeared in the box. “Lady, the flowers I brought are all flowers picked from the back of the garden. Since there was going to be a ball tonight, the king wanted us to dress him up beautifully. Lady who doesn't want to wear gold jewelry can try wearing these flowers in her hair, these flowers will definitely make your beauty stand out." Miren reached out and gently stroked a wine-colored rose as she looked at the flowers that had been meticulously arranged inside the box. Her fingertips must have felt as if they were being tenderly pampered by the petals because of how velvety soft they were.

Just his eyes burning into mine. He was for a fourteen year old. I let him into my life, he held on the bumpy ride. I put up my first flower on the wall that day, next to a butterfly. It was a rose.

Qri glanced briefly at Emma's expression, gently asking. "A pot of Sea Blossoms." The weather was warm, perfect for flowers to bloom. It wasn't surprising. Emma frowned, glancing at Luther, who had led in someone carrying the Sea Blossom. At a glance, she knew it was a masterpiece. The Sea Blossom flowers were starting to bloom, a vibrant shade of red resembling lipstick. Most were already in full bloom, petals intermingling gracefully, creating a beautiful contrast of shades. The backdrop of the leaves was exquisite, too, with a light and refined green complementing the red perfectly. It was as if the red was floating over the green background, creating an indescribably enchanting scene.

Instinctively, he raised his left hand to wipe it away, but then his heart contracted in pain, and he forgot that he was still holding a wildflower he had found in a crevice in the rocks. The flower was not eye-catching, small and buried in the snow, its petals slightly spreading out. An hour ago, he carefully cleared the snow around the rock crevice and picked the pale blue flower that had just bloomed, suitable for her to wear as a hair accessory. Nick knew that even though she didn't say anything, she liked these small things. He had intended to give it to her. But now, this pale blue flower had accidentally been stained with his blood. The flower was now dirty.