Lilac Novelas e Histórias

Poison. Impossible to get healed from. The only weapon I had right now. Was it worth throwing my own life away to kill this bastard? Was lilac poisonous to humans? I had never heard of it, but it might be named differently here. In a split second, I made my decision. I licked the lilac from my hands and prayed it would be enough to poison Levi. I hoped my blood wouldn't taste any different to him and he would drink it all. The lilac had a disgusting taste. It was green like Levi's eyes and actually smelled a bit like him. Like rot. Gagging, I forced myself to swallow it and put my hand in front of

I almost growl at her, but then Lilac and Roman is at the doorstep. Her scent. Lilac’s scent, fresh raspberries with a mix of cedar and mint. It is unique. I inhale - sharply, ignoring Carla’s smug smile. They enter and it takes all kind of self control not to lunge at Roman because he is standing so close to her. _Be rational._ "Kael?" Lilac’s eyes go wide as saucers as she takes me in. "Your Highness." Roman lowers his head in greeting and then he does the same to Carla before stepping outside. _Smart kid._

The maidservant probably learned something. The young maidservant cheerfully entered with the flowerpot. Emma glanced at it briefly; it was a pot of lilies. Emma absentmindedly plucked a lily and gently brought it to her nose. She noticed that this wasn't the scent of ordinary flowers; it had an exceptionally unique fragrance. Upon closer examination, these lilies were crafted from silk thread, with gold and silver thread embroidered onto them. Each flower and leaf were adorned with glass beads, faint yellow, light green, or pale pink, subtly hidden within the blossoms, not easily noticeable but capable of making the flowers seem to radiate.

"I read somewhere that this flower has an unmistakable scent and for some reason you came to mind, because no scent could be confused with yours, no aroma is more gradative than yours, in short your scent is one of my greatest weaknesses . I had to leave earlier to resolve some matters in the kingdom, sorry I couldn't wake you up with several kisses spread across your body or a simple good morning followed by a smile. I'll be at our house soon, meanwhile try to think of me, as I'm sure most of the time I'll be thinking of you. Note: I also read that lilac lilies mean motherhood, let our logo come..." I didn't realize when tears started to come out, I never ima

Lilac continued to drone on while asking, "Am I ugly, Mister? Why won't you play with me?" She looked upset as she was talking. Curtis subconsciously eyed Lilac. Somehow, he stopped in his tracks when he saw her looking disappointed. He then looked condescendingly at her. Lilac was also looking up at him. She wore her hair in double French braids. Perhaps it was because she had just crawled out of the dog hole earlier, her princess dress was now dirtied. Her face was also covered with some mud.

"I haven't asked you what flowers you liked, but I wanted to give you something for tonight. And when I saw purple lilacs, I thought of your eyes," My heart swelled when I received the flowers, and I couldn't be any happier. Purple lilac represents the beginning of love. A blossoming love between two people. A first love. Even if this gesture of his was a fabricated lie, I'll just pretend that he was being genuine... It hurts, but love is painful and majestic all the same.

His dark hair was tousled, and his eyes, the colour of deep forests, bore into her soul. She blushed, feeling a wave of excitement mixed with nervousness wash over her. ‘Do you know what kind of flowers?’ Elias asked. ‘I don’t know,’ Callie replied, her voice soft and gentle. ‘I just think they are pretty.’ ‘It’s purple lilac, a flower that grows only in the northern region of Engalia,’ Elias explained. ‘The meaning of purple lilac is an unforgettable first love.’ Callie was stunned. She thought it was just some wildflowers the corporal had plucked from the field.

Quietly entering the room, she saw Lucius standing by the French window, his outline elegantly highlighted by the strong light pouring in from outside. Violet was captivated by the sight of his back, sensing an aura of solitude around him. She had an urge to comfort him with a hug. Lucius stood with his hands in his pockets. He stared out of the window, deep in thought. Violet tiptoed towards him, approaching him from behind. Lucius heard her footsteps. His gaze briefly met hers before he focused on the flowers in her hands. The red lilies she held were unique. Unlike typical white lilies, with their stamens curving gracefully, mirroring the petals' angle, and adorned with striking black spo

But the fear of hurting her, of burdening her with my tangled emotions, held me back. The stark contrast between Lilac and Harmona was as profound as the divide between day and night. Lilac, with her vibrant energy and lively spirit, seems to dance through life, her laughter a melody that echoes across my world. She's effervescent, a cascade of colors and vivacity that stands in such stark contrast to Harmona's serene grace and gentle presence. Harmona was my anchor, her tranquility a balm to my soul in the tumultuous sea of existence. The way Lilac's eyes sparkle with mirth, it's a vivid reminder

Luckily for me though, Sienna wasn't around when I got in, and after taking a shower, I spent about an hour and some studying and doing assignments before going to sleep and dreaming of beautiful green grass and a barefooted mother and son running in it hand in hand in the morning sun. The first face I saw when I got into class, Virginia. Today, she wasn't in her usual neutral or earth coloured clothes but something else. Something that, on her, seemed a little to bright, even though it wasn't all that bright. It just seemed off. I had no problem with people trying new things, especially not after what Alex told me the previous night, but her bright purple sequined dress just seemed...the on