Library Flower Mound Novels & Stories

“I have a feeling Mother Luna left it there to sew with the dress. The seamstress recognized the flowers right away, and she told me it was a rare kind that would only bloom when the Moon Goddess blesses the reunion of two wolf souls. She told me that these kinds of plants can only be found inside the garden of the Moon Wolf Spring. This plant is considered very precious, and many believe that the Moon Goddess herself planted it there.” “So you mean the flower will bloom on the day of the wedding if ever the Moon Goddess approves of Mom and Dad’s wedding?” Devon asked, looking so amused at the idea. “What if they don’t bloom, though? What’s that mean? What will happen?” Diana asked, which ma

Even just talking to Axel gives me warm cuddles inside, and with a smile, I dig out an empty grocery bag and leave my dorm room, locking the door behind me and making my way to the field above the humanities building. A shocked gasp escapes me when I catch sight of the hill. Hundreds, maybe thousands, of yellow buttonshaft flowers envelop the landscape, covering the entire hillside in their sunny hues. I’ve never seen a single one in Dark Forest, and until my bouquet, I’d only seen a single illustration in books.

Taking a slow step forward, he reached out, intending to grab her once again. "Pumpkin." The familiar voice cut through the tense silence. Pure, unadulterated rage surged through Adrian's veins. He turned sharply. Noah had stepped out of his car and was striding towards them, his face cold and murderous. The moment Claire saw him, she broke into a run. Without hesitation, she threw herself into his arms. Noah's expression softened instantly as he wrapped her in a bone-crushing embrace, one hand protectively cradling the back of her head.

I gathered a ball of dark energy in my palm. A figure stepped out from the shadows of the tall trees. He was wrapped in a tattered dark cloak, his face hidden by a hood. But I knew that stance and I knew the way he breathed. "Ezekiel?" I breathed, my heart hammering against my ribs. He didn't come closer. He stayed at the edge of the light. He slowly reached into his cloak and pulled out a single flower. It was a Lunar Rose, a flower that only grew in the deepest, most dangerous parts of the Northern mountains. It glowed with a soft, pale blue light.

The glowing emerald light shifted into a spectrum of colors the Gutter had never seen: deep violets, vibrant oranges, and a green so pure it looked like liquid sunlight. ​"Look!" Kael shouted, pointing toward the edge of the district. ​From the ruins of an old Directorate concrete-block, a flower was growing. It wasn't a crystalline Ash-Born bloom. It was a Rose. A simple, red, fragile rose that didn't need a frequency to survive. It just needed the earth. ​The Great Awakening

“The… moonflower.” A low laugh rumbled from his chest, dark and cruel, though tinged with pain. He loosened his hold just enough for her to breathe easier, his other hand dragging down her stomach, reminding her how thoroughly he had claimed her. “Moonflower,” he repeated, savoring the word. “Rare and dangerous and can be found In Dylen's garden.” She tilted her head back, too drained to resist but too proud to look away. His eyes glowed faintly in the dim light, wild and burning with both lust and fury.

A knot of anxiety grew in his stomach, but he was stuck there until the ceremony ended. Just as the bride was about to walk down the aisle, the courier handed Frank a bouquet. Susanna was mid-speech, and Frank nodded with a smile, lifting the flowers. However, his face went ghostly white when he saw the card. The courier said, "Sir, there's also a video. The lady who sent these flowers wanted you to see it. "She wishes you a lifetime of happiness with your chosen one and that she hopes you two never cross paths again—"

Moonflowers are a rare herb used mainly for their healing properties against wolfbane poisoning. "Morana, we should head back," my best friend Hazel called out from behind me. "We still haven't found anything, Hazel," I said. "We need at least two flowers for the assignment tomorrow, in case you forgot." "Fuck the assignment, it's scary out here," Hazel said, walking towards me. I rolled my eyes at her and shook my head. "We might have found it if you didn’t whine so much." I mumbled as my eyes continued scanning the bushes for any sign of moonflower leaves. She groaned and began searching.

I laughed, trying to lighten the mood. My dad followed me, shaking his head. "That's not a good way to deal with it, Jas. Something bad happening doesn't take away that it's still also your birthday." He smiled sympathetically. "You know your mom wouldn't want you to be doing this every year." I sighed as I headed out of the house and to my dad's car. "Well—it just doesn't feel right to do it any differently." - I placed the flowers down on my moms grave. Jasmines. Her favourite.

"M-marigold, I—" "Don't talk, Ella!" I cut her off. Now I felt tears running down my cheeks. But I wiped it like what a brave woman does. We both went to a peaceful place just inside the campus. We sat at the bench and looked at the beautiful scenery just infront of us. A garden full of beautiful flowers. I can even smell their scents. How I wish I was just a flower. Doing nothing but just sway and impress humans by its captivating physical appearance and addicting smell. Even if I'm just the only flower in a certain area, I wouldn't feel lonely because I don't have emotions just like a human have. "I'm sorry, Marigold. But I think Neil is right. I should stay away from everyone." She sadly