Lex Hortensia Novels & Stories

I say, adjusting in my seat to start the car. The drive to the greenhouse is quiet, the silence between us heavy. When we arrive, Mr. Reid, the gardener, greets us warmly and leads us inside. The greenhouse is a serene oasis, filled with an array of flowers cultivated with care. The arched roof, with its silver shade, seems to shimmer in the sunlight, casting a warm glow over the space. As we step inside, Hermione's expression transforms from reserved to intrigued. Her eyes scan the surroundings, taking in the beauty of the greenhouse. She appears to appreciate the quaint environment, her curiosity getting the better of her.

There was the tower, that rose above the ground in the smearing colors by the night and the risen beauty by day- -there were the birds that made only the music that pleased their ears -the chirping in the evergreen trees of Renné. There were these beautiful things that stood out, that made the city a lot brighter- all of which Zach Harrison Dempsey hated so much. Slumped by the corner of one of the age old buildings of renaissance was Zach, his arms sunk into the soft duvet that lined across his wide bed. This close to three hundred pound teenager, had always risked the fact that he was close to being bed ridden, as he still gorged on some leftover pizza from the night before-

Xena says and proceeds through the conservatory planes with everyone following behind. The profit from those roses does not only cover the hospital, but the wall we are currently building to secure our borders. Seeing them is another reminder of just how much my Luna has done for the pack. “What are those?” someone asks, pointing at the three-meters all-green tree. They are all suddenly very interested in everything they see. “It’s a dalo. We use its extract to treat impotence.” “Cool.” “And those,” someone else asks. “It’s a sliming plant,” Xena replies.

Until she witnessed an exchange between them herself, she was not going to encourage her dear friend. Seraphina replenished her sleeping draughts and herbal tonics. She had told her that the flowers that were needed were called Lilies Of Celeste. Lily Of Celeste was a magical plant that can heal the rarest of ailments. The problem was that it bloomed during the moonlight in the Crystalline Forest. It was a two month journey there and back. Lady Crystobelle told Calyx that Dante and his men would accompany Seraphina to retrieve the plants. Calyx promised to return a month before the dark season.

To make it short, Celine X’s antidote is the Kentoki flower that grows without sunlight. Alas! I found the last clue I need to end everything. It is the Kentoki flower that is growing inside this hidden room. I looked around and set my trembling eyes onto the white flower which makes my head very dizzy. Slowly, I raised my hand to get one. But someone held my wrist. “Master.”

“She’s my favorite disciple, and she has great medical potential. Besides, she can even work independently now.” Thea was nervous. She looked at James by her side and asked, “Is everything going to be fine?” James gave her a reassuring smile. “Don’t you worry.” Delilah continued, “Now let’s reveal Thea’s assistant’s answers.” Holding James’ answer, Kevin read them out loud, “No. 1, Hawthorn. Correct.” “No. 2, Aconitum carmichaelii. Correct.” “No. 3, Calculus Bovis. Correct.”

I know it seems odd to go to the movies in the morning, but he tells me he has a ton of other things planned, so it is just a warm up for the day. After the movies, he takes me to this really pretty indoor botanical garden. There is a huge atrium filled with countless varieties of roses. We walk along the path looking at each one until we get to a variety called Earl Grey. The blooms are light grey with just hints of purple flecks. They are absolutely gorgeous. “Look closer, Baby." He points to the little sign at the base of the bush. There is a little plaque in front of it that says: "This rose bush is dedicated to the Goddess Iokaste by Bronx Mason.”

she said slowly. "Discount sun," Dante corrected, taking a sip of his coffee. "The real one still arrives on schedule. This is the early-access version." A convoy of vehicles rolled into the compound below. Workers began unloading crates—rare flowers that bloomed only in direct light, heat-sensitive orchids, gold-thread banners embroidered with wolf motifs, crystal light sculptures shaped like howling wolves and crescent moons. An assistant jogged up with a card, handing it to Luna with an apologetic bow.

Drumbrazil, amaryllis, dahlia, anthurium, lavender, fuschia, orchid, honeysuckle, oleander, tulip, echinacea, lily. Siena was mumbling to herself, “If I take out the first letter of each word, the result will be… DADALFOHOTEL…!” So Adalfo was playing code with her! But what was D Adalfo Hotel, another hotel owned by Adalfo?

Raider exhaled, his chest pumping vigorously. “If you believe there are no animals in the wilderness, may I suggest you hit Lake Harmante?” Maybe you can pick up that lovely potion on your way back.” “You mean the Vela Harmento?” I raised my eyebrows, hoping he was talking about another thing. “Yes, the potion came from the Vela Harmento flower. The one thing that can save a dying mage and heal all sorts of magical wounds. I would need you to bring it to me.” Alpha Hector’s voice grew thicker, giving out a sense of superiority.