Lotus Black Clover Novels & Stories

Never have I imagined being humbled by a human, or any member of my kind, let alone a goddamn plant from God knows where. 'What's this plant, anyway?' I thought within me. "It's the black lotus." Laura answered as if she read my mind. Yes, she read my mind. "The black lotus?" Monica pressed. "It's a rare ancient plant dangerous to all specie of life, humans, animals..." she transferred her gaze on me, "...and supernaturals. A drop of its juice in the blood stream of its host will kill an animal in three days, a human in seven days, and a supernatural in eight weeks."

I followed Mom to the hospital, reluctantly, and watched my brother, all bandaged up like a mummy. Through her bloodshot tears, Mom said, "Look after your brother, bring him water, and keep an eye on his IV. I'm going to fetch some holy water and rosemary for him. Surviving a calamity means blessings are on the way." "Where would you find those things now?" I asked. "That crappy orchard your brother bought. It’s got quite a bit of rosemary in it. Ha! Not only has that dump never made a single dime, we still have to pay a crew to maintain it every year."

She rummaged through boxes filled with forgotten memories, her heart racing with anticipation. Her fingers brushed against a worn leather journal, its edges frayed and its cover adorned with a beautiful emblem—a symbol she recognized from the stories Aunt Cleo had told her about the coven. As she opened it, the musty scent enveloped her, and the words seemed to whisper secrets of a time long past.

"I appreciated your concern yet worry not. I will come back while completing my mission. That's a promise, brother." Erebor can't help but bent his lips upward upon witnessing this kind of bond. He remembered that he also have this sort of connection with their father. The memories with his pal were still lingering in his mind and he doesn't like to let go of it. He will cherish it till he dies. After convincing her brother, Tatiana gazed at Erebor. "What does this Lotus flower look like?" she inquired, a bit skeptical by this flower she never heard of. "The Lotus flower is an aquatic perennial. It also only comes out in pink hues or white. While the roots are implanted in the soil of a rive

Vernon had returned, looking exhausted. He was even holding a bouquet of fresh flowers. He walked toward me with no trace of guilt or remorse. "Avril, I brought you your favorite roses." Red roses represented sincere and passionate love. Right now, those flowers looked like a joke in Vernon's hands. I accepted the roses. Thinking that I was no longer angry, Vernon began to explain. "It's Peggy Cahill. She's been diagnosed with bone cancer. All she wants is to marry me.

A flower blooms tonight as one of the fragments reappears Then below there is a painting of a green vast land, dark sky, stars, and moon. Stella smiled finding comfort on the painted picture. She brush her index finger on it, but like a wet ink she smudge the beautiful scene. She immediately rub the green ink on her finger to her skirt and close the book. She looked at Aeriol and Sister Lily tidying things up, no one seems to notice but her heart leaps higher than the height she fell into.

She plucked one. The glow of the flower dimmed faintly in her hand.There was power in it. Without Gina noticing, she carefully slipped the flower into satchel. ——— Later that night—At the Blackmoon Pack Library… Laura sneaked into the library. She sat by the heart a sack of old leather-bounds times beside her. She picked few books about herbs. One of the books had what she was looking for. Solaris Bloom. It was also known as “The Flames of Renewal”the Bloom is a rare flower said to glow with the last breath of a fallen star.Known for its potent restorative properties.

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

Moreover who listens to best friend until and unless some problem arises. Putting a full stop to my thinking, I went inside the washroom, washed up and did my morning routine.... I didn't put any makeup for obvious reasons, as i have surgeries to do and just went with a light cream and a lipstick of light pink shade.... It's actually one of my favourites... Although pink is not the colour I prefer as I am not a pink person... Well, I am black person... Let's leave as soon as possible otherwise I would be late... I went out not before locking my house and tried to look for a cab or rickshaw...

I murmured, heading to the kitchen to make tea. As I poured hot water into a cup, my eyes wandered to the large kitchen window. There, in the garden, I saw Zevarion. He was kneeling, plucking something carefully from the soil. Spider lilies, three of them. Delicate, bright, and unmistakable. Then he stood and began walking toward the woods. At first, it didn’t register. My mind refused to catch up with what my eyes had seen. Then it struck me. The fairy. Her words. When you're ready, take three spider lilies from the garden and drop them into the waterfall…