Inuyasha Flowers Novels & Stories

he said excitedly to the others. The one with black hair closed his eyes, covering the irises that were the same color as the night sky. “She’s here,” he said in a whisper. He turned to the other three, a grin on his face, and continued, “The Moonflower.”

A hug from behind, and a small kiss right on Kanaya's neck. "I've been waiting for you, why did you take so long?" "Sorry, I was looking for these flowers for you." Lucas gave her a bouquet of beautiful roses. "Flowers? It's unusual for you to give me roses. Was this Mr. Bayu's idea?" Kanaya looked at him suspiciously. "You're right. I asked Bayu if I should give roses to my most beautiful woman." Kanaya's body was immediately lifted up, her legs wrapped around Lucas' waist, and they kissed passionately.

“Ms. Jensen, your partner and the kids are amazing. You’re really lucky. “Your arm would have been fine with just some ointment. But they insisted you stay in the hospital and took care of you the whole time.” Moon smiled. Pride shone in her eyes. Julian walked in with the two boys. He handed her the bouquet he was holding, and a warm smile spread across his face. “Your discharge papers are ready. The boys picked these flowers this morning. Congratulations on getting out of the hospital!” Zayden and Yannick leaned in on either side. “Ms. Jensen, look! There are still dewdrops on the flowers!” “Ms. Jensen, these flowers are as pretty as you!”

It contained family pictures of the three of them together. In one picture, Lucas was holding Anya with one hand and taking Cassiopeia’s hand with the other. They were posing with Mount Fuji in the background. In another picture, Anya and Cassiopeia were chasing each other on the beach while Lucas spectated them with deep affection in his eyes… In every picture, the trio were smiling from ear to ear. They exuded joy and love that seemed to spill through the pictures. Unfortunately, the happy times were long behind them.

Not the harrowing tales of the female Champions. I see, have always seen that light in Ayame. The strength, resilience and awe of the flowers Priestesses were fabled to grow. The healing flowers with blooms that defied the frost, and remained undefined as purple, pink, or blue. Like her hair, her eyes, her spirit……..

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.

Lazarus opened his mouth to speak, but Izanna gave him a serious look, shaking her head as a warning to him to keep his trap shut. "They are here to see Opal, Papa Cedar. I promise you, I'll ensure they respect the forest," Izanna spoke keeping her head down. "Very well then, you may continue," Papa Cedar said as he yawned and his face disappeared in his bark. Mama Willow smiled moments before her face vanished inside her trunk as well. "That was weird," Nigel scoffed. They continued along the path when Lazarus noticed the wildflowers and other plants had faces and hands sprouting from them too. The flowers featured a full spectrum of colours; from pink to purple to white and red, every colo

Yang Xiao said lightly, “How can we not appreciate the cherry blossoms of our Kingdom of Heaven’s Sanctum in Japan?” Everyone knew that the cherry blossom was the national flower of Japan! As soon as Yang Xiao's words came out, countless unfriendly eyes were cast at him! Gong Ling’er hurriedly tugged on Yang Xiao’s sleeve, “Yang Xiao, what nonsense are you spouting?” Fujino Masayoshi stared at Yang Xiao with hostility. “Brat, what did you say?”

I wasn't about to wreck a home. "So dumb." I wipe my eyes on my knees, but the tears don't stop. I look up and can see people making their way through the trees towards me. I sniff and rest my chin on my hands. My eyes trail down, and through my blurry vision, I can see dozens and dozens of flowers blooming around me. I furrow my brow, wiping at my eyes again and moving to sit on my knees and crouch over the flowers. I hadn't wiped my hands on the ground, but they were still blooming. Pink ones, purple, white. Still smaller than a quarter, but slightly bigger than the last ones I made bloom. And there were a lot more of these too. They continued to appear around where I sat as I watched.

“The vessel that ‘HE’ created, the one with the perfect body, all of this, all that you think that was the truth, was not. In this void, you are not alone, Daniela.” With the game that turns out to be a life and death puzzle. She touches the blade that she still pints unto her neck. Within a split, second everything is under her control. Her blade turns into a flower petal of the Sakura flower. Just then the flower’s sweet scent engulfs her, all along as it swirls faster around the person she’s seeing as her. “Just who are you.” Taking a precaution, yet somewhat to her heart is whispering not to.