Library Flower Mound Novels & Stories

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.

Shelda protested. “Stop speaking alien words—I don’t understand you,” her aunt snapped, dragging her anyway. Flora Amor turned her back, counted to three, and tossed the bouquet. Shelda laughed and ran away—until she suddenly stopped and turned. To everyone’s surprise, the bouquet landed perfectly in her hands. Cheers erupted. For the first time, Shelda blushed. Flora Amor laughed, realizing her cousin wasn’t so bad after all. Then came the garter toss. Coincidentally—or fatefully—Dix caught it.

She squatted and grabbed Liam so tightly by his shoulders that her nails dug into his flesh. "Liam, do you remember what I told you last time? When you see Cassiopeia later, I want you to cry as loudly as you can and tell everyone that she made Anya shove you into the pool!" Liam felt the force of her nails jabbing into his flesh and wanted to cry, but he was afraid to say anything else. "Mommy, you’re hurting me." Freya seemed to not hear his pleas at all. She stared intently into his eyes and asked in an anxious voice, "Are you listening? Tell me that you understand!"

Asher smiled back. The sun was setting and the moon was slowly coming out as they waited for the last bit of pack members to gather. Then as if someone pressed a button flowers began to bloom. The archways and vines that wrapped around the lamp post all sprouted white flowers. Along the fountain bloomed blue moon wisterias and moon flowers. Nora looked around in amazement. It was breathtaking. She saw a few of the pack members smile up at her as they saw her expression. “We need one of these.” She whispered to Jace.

The mounds of goods loomed in the gloom like icebergs to the north. They continued through the room and up again to a higher floor. Rain thought they were already on the roof of the building. Ben opened the door of what appeared to be a greenhouse. The smell immediately ambushed them gently. There was a rich, dark smell of earth and a more robust, lingering smell of night flowers, such as trumpet moonflower, white angel flower, and four o'clock flower. Rain saw even more flowers she didn't recognize. They entered a glass house surrounded by glass walls. Rain could see the glow of Westlake Lake burning like frozen pearls. The decorative lights installed around the lake make the place beautifu

It happens at the thorn too. One minute later, the flower pot, that made from clay, broke. The small rose flower plant, growth immensely and turn into bushes of gigantic beautiful red roses. Vine and filling the half of her house. It was tall enough, until it reached the ceiling. The diameter of each flower is about ten inches.

“Ah yes, that is a newly made fountain. The queen said she wanted to give this square a fountain too like the other smaller square in parts of the town.” “And it is beautiful. Is that Lily flower shape?” Miria asked. The man nodded. “Yes. It’s Lilly flower. The smaller flower around it is the flowers that grow in our kingdom, like Yellow Strand, Rosenblum, and such…” “Hey, Usha, take a look. Want to go there for a bit?” Miria pointed to the fountain. Usha jumped up to the carriage’s railing to see what his human had taken interest in. It was a fountain with a big flower statue in the middle of it.

Surprisingly, Kingsley got wind of my plan and insisted on accompanying me. "Listen, you're my partner now, and I'm responsible for your safety," he justified. Having no other option, I found myself seated in Kingsley's car, winding our way up the mountain road. Moonflowers could only be found at the highest peaks, and they only bloomed at midnight. Finally, as the moon ascended, we reached the base of the tallest summit. When I gazed upwards, I spotted a sacred moonflower perched high on the cliff, emitting an intoxicating fragrance under the moonlight.

Ethan brought flowers, which Rosa received with the expression of someone who approved of flowers as an offering, even when they were unnecessary. It is just the four of them. No extended family, no friends, no twenty-three people in a Begur castle at sunset. Just the small version — the Sant Andreu kitchen, the lemon-patterned tablecloth, the bowls on the shelf, the four people who form the innermost circle.

In the center of the garden, atop a moss covered stone altar, a flower glowed faintly. It was the Heavenly Spice Flower. Its petals were gold, emitting an intoxicatingly sweet aroma. "That’s it!" Riska pointed. "But how do we get it without damaging it, using only Indomie?" Lia asked. A Botanical Zombie stepped forward, wielding a pair of giant garden shears. Grrr… do not… destroy… garden…! The zombie growled, its eyes blazing. "We aren't going to destroy anything!" Bima shouted. He pulled out his remaining pack of Super Nutripower Indomie.