Innocent Flower Novels & Stories

I looked at Isa, who was standing beside me feigning innocence. “Is it?” I asked cautiously. “It is now,” Isa replied with a smile. The girl handed me the flowers. They were white and small, with a pearly sheen. They had bloomed near the shadowy forest after the restoration. People called them "rest flowers" because they only opened when the fog descended quietly, without hunger. I accepted the flowers as if they were a crown. “Thank you,” I said. The girl looked at me with pride. “You’re already a great Luna,” the girl said before leaving.

When she opened my shirt button and started kissing my jaw and chest Innocently, it literally melted my heart. Even in this kind of situation , her innocence didnt fail t o make me fall in love with her thousand time more. I smiled whole heartily when she looked up at me innocently after kissing my jaw and chest to her heart content. I know what she Is trying to do. But only I know how her Innocent act is making it hard for me, not to jump on her and devour her till she don't remember anything but me. When she looked up at me with her those confused eyes , my heart melted completely like a carmel and my buddy got hard as fuck.

She was panting, short of breath. I looked down at the flower on the carpet. The beautiful purplish-blue flower. From a plant in my own garden. It was deadly aconite. The Queen of Poisons. Fawna had poisoned herself.

"I found this over there and I thought you'd like it because... well, your name is Daisy so you should like it." She couldn't hide the beaming smile on her face even if she tried, which she didn't because she wanted him to know how much the small gesture meant to her. Daisy could tell he didn't do romantic gestures often because the redness on his cheeks wasn't just from the cold but she didn't comment on it to spare him from further embarrassment. She delicately took the broken flower him and cradled it delicately in her palm. "Thank you." Seth ran his inked fingers through his hair, a nervous habit she had caught him doing in some occasions. "You see the thing is, I heard that when you ask

I just wanted to buy the seeds and respective flowers for the garden and go back home…without talking to him as whenever he started to talk, I always just remember how much of a blunder I made last night with my tongue. The sight of him buying flowers with me was weird and heartwarming at the same time as he was in the mafia and I knew how much dark aura he had around him but the person surrounded by flowers could never radiate any type of dark energy and I wanted him to know that he could stop that darkness consuming him from inside if he wanted that but I thought he didn’t have any motivation for doing so.

AYRA’S POV: Hss! I winced a little when the thorn from the roses pricked my skin but not enough to draw my blood. I moved the gajra(fresh flowers bracelet) away a little but didn’t remove the bracelet. It was beautiful as it was fresh with its intoxicating fragrance blessing my nostrils and making me inhale the spicy scent to soothe my nerves. I wasn’t nervous or anxious but still there was the room filled with plenty of people eyeing me up to down assessing me from my every move. That’s how they judge people just by one glance but in reality you need to spend some time with that particular person just to know how much evilness and pureness is residing inside him. No one is pure evil or pure

Careful! Kiara was going inside when Viren stopped her and said,”Kiara” She turned to him and waited for him to speak, he said with hesitation,”Kiara, Pia is innocent and pure by heart. She didn’t say anything to hurt you. It was unintentional.” Kiara nodded, understanding what he was trying to say. Before he could say anything, they heard Pia’s voice,”I am sorry, Kiara.” She walked toward her and said, holding her ear,”I am sorry, I didn’t realize. I am very stupid. Viren was right about me, I should think before speaking. Please forgive me.”

She is not wearing jewelry, so her simple appearance may be admired by everybody. "These are flower Lupins," she continued: “, as I looked at what she was gazing at. I've never seen a bloom like this before. It's a mythical flower. Those blossoms are tall and standing. The majority are purple, with a few being pink. She persevered as the few moved there. "Don't they look nice? They are, however, sometimes poisonous to touch."

Oralie answered softly, in her voice tinged with joy, there seemed to be a hint of pride: - I came to pick this flower. Selina lowered her eyes to look at the red flower in the other's hand, the puzzled look in her ash gray eyes was even more strangely dark. She reached out her hand as if she wanted to take the flower. Oralie immediately withdrew her hand, not letting her touch the other petal. Selina's white hand was still hovering in the air, before she could retract it, she heard Oralie hastily say: - Sir, this flower is poisonous. You can't touch it with your bare hands!

She was going by the saying, ‘Go big or go home’. She reached for the flower she had painstakingly searched for and obtained, the hair clip she had made from it would rest as a symbolic icon made only for those who knew its meaning. Birdsfoot Trefoil, a flower that symbolizes revenge in the flower language. She’d always wondered whether it was because of the traces of cyanide it contained, but the flower itself wasn’t poisonous. But the meaning was enough to drive one toxic kick home. Which was her purpose tonight. As she stared at the mirror, she smiled at the olive dress she was wearing with small embroidered yellow flowers. The color and style conveyed a degree of innocence and charm, but