Lotus Flower Novels & Stories

It had no scent. “This is the Blood Lotus,” he explained, his voice dropping to an intimate cadence. “It doesn’t affect the mind. It targets the body’s memory of pleasure. It amplifies every nerve ending, reminds the skin of every touch it has ever craved, and makes the body burn with the ghost of every pleasure it has ever known.” Rivenna’s breath hitched. Her eyes were fixed on the flower, her pupils dilating. “The ghost of pleasure,” she repeated softly.

"Mr. Cadell, why don't you sign Liam’s name first?" Lucas suddenly thought about the past few days of remote silence from Cassiopeia and grew increasingly uneasy. The only thing on his mind now was Cassiopeia, and he would not register anything else said to him. With that, he tore the seal open. The first thing that caught his eye was a thin slip of paper with a bold, striking font pronouncing the words: "Death Certificate".

I wasn't about to wreck a home. "So dumb." I wipe my eyes on my knees, but the tears don't stop. I look up and can see people making their way through the trees towards me. I sniff and rest my chin on my hands. My eyes trail down, and through my blurry vision, I can see dozens and dozens of flowers blooming around me. I furrow my brow, wiping at my eyes again and moving to sit on my knees and crouch over the flowers. I hadn't wiped my hands on the ground, but they were still blooming. Pink ones, purple, white. Still smaller than a quarter, but slightly bigger than the last ones I made bloom. And there were a lot more of these too. They continued to appear around where I sat as I watched.

, I shouted through our mindlink. I held Fay's hands and closed my eyes after taking a deep breath. I imagined I was in a field that had different flowers. I passed different shades of flowers, which represent different areas of her being and looked around for the one that signifies being joined to another soul. I found a garden of lotus flowers. There were white lotus flowers but they were being tainted by withered lotus flowers and it was only a matter of time before the remaining lotus flowers wilted away. I plucked out the wilted flowers and watched them dissipa

piou There was a sudden shrill, and a commotion was heard, but Aurora arranged her arms back in her bag, left behind a camellia flower, and left the hotel. The black lotus was like the hibiscus flower, also known as the rose of China, white as snow in the morning but red as blood at night.

She looked small, comfortable…mine. “I thought you might’ve dozed off,” I murmured, grinning as I held out the small bouquet I’d been hiding behind my back. Lotuses. I’d picked them from the pond beside the gazebo, our favorite spot. The moonlight had made the water shimmer like glass, and the flowers were in full bloom, delicate petals unfurling like secrets waiting to be told. I’d thought of her instantly. The way her smile could make silence hum. The way she always smelled like spring and serenity.

I am overwhelmed by the depth of his love and the knowledge that he sees in Abigail the same qualities that have enamored me. Abigail's gloved hands hold a bouquet of Lily of the Valley, delicate blooms symbolizing purity and happiness. The fragrance of these exquisite flowers fills the air, mingling with the whispers of admiration and affection surrounding us. Each step she takes brings her closer to our union, closer to a future intertwined in love and devotion.

He met my eyes and I felt melting, so I stared at his chin instead. "Well, it's the lotus flower. It symbolizes purity and enlightenment. The lotus's ability to rise above murky waters and bloom beautifully is what draws me to it. There's nothing sad about it, just pure admiration." He gave my hip a gentle squeeze. "You seem to have so many questions today, mate." He lifted my face to see my eyes and thumbed my chin. "And to your unanswered question, yes, we had shared a woman before."

They are tough and overcome more than they look capable of. Baby’s breath is also connected to magic, and witches use it in love potions. They also provide the gift of calmness, serenity, love and protection. *Pink Angel-Lotus: The most spiritual flower. This flower is seen throughout the realm of Flora. This flower has the sacred gift of purity, rebirth and strength. It’s also part of Timika's spiritual journey; she is still this little blossom with her true powers brewing within. When the time comes, her purpose will come to light. A fully bloomed pink - lotus represents enlightenment.

" Then get ready." Bankotsu slowly exhales as he pulls out his white lotus flower. I was a little taken back at how the poor little thing survived Bankotsu's harsh treatment all these years after being puck from its home pond. The flower had no signs of wilt or even damage. It looked exactly like it was, moments before Bankotsu plucked it. As Bankotsu lifts the flower before him and slowly exhales, petals of the lotus flower start to fall, in front of him and piling up by the millions just a distance away. It all started swirling around slowly forming.