Marigolds Book Novels & Stories

When she turned to her mother, marigold wondered why a rose plant suddenly appeared out of nowhere, while the ones that were there before were just flowerpots. She stood in astonishment and she slowly approached her mother while she was cutting the thorns of the Roses. "M-mom.... how...??" Until Marigold thought something was amiss. The truth is..... there was something indeed wrong the moment she woke up in her room. "Marigold..." Her mother called, waking up the marigold on her trance. "Look at these Roses." Marigold stood next to her mother. "Do you know why Roses have thorns?"

It was no ordinary book and neither was it meant for ordinary people. ‘’I need to get something for myself’’ Mara says walking onto the shelf hidden at the far end of the room. It is composed of books from history to spell casting and some hybrid notifications. She was not interested in any of the books, not until the red cover book fell to the ground catching her attention. ‘’Ways to make it work’’ the title read. Mara had no idea of what the book was about; those words were all it had and the back was completely plain and painted red.

I turn round to see Dylan calmly picking it up, about to put it back, when I notice the name on the front. Margaret My throat hitches. “Wait! I know that name,” I eagerly take the book as he passes it to me, and soon Marco and Caspian join us. I remember that the name is of one of the predecessors of Lily’s family, and I remember vividly the perfume exhibition at Eau de Lune Parfumerie company, where many of the special perfumes were created by Margaret. I open the book and flip through the pages in utter disbelief. It has many handwritten notes on how to make special perfumes that can cure black magic!

His emotions tangled into a knot, and when he thought about the past, panic crawled up his spine. After all, Madeline had stood by him through his darkest days. … When Madeline came in to get a glass of water, she noticed something had changed in the living room. Flower petals were scattered across the floor, and a candlelit dinner for two sat waiting on the table. The sight felt almost laughable. She didn't need grand gestures anymore. What was the point of putting on a show like this? Madeline's brows furrowed. Then, she raised a hand to cover her mouth and nose.

MARA The night smelled of lavender when I pushed open the wrought-iron gate. The Moon Garden stretched before me, silver and alive beneath the full moon. Every path glimmered faintly, every bloom breathed light. The air carried a sweetness that clung to my throat. The gravel crunched softly under my steps as I walked deeper into the garden Lila had once built, a place meant for prayer and peace. The crescent beds curved toward the center where the moon lilies grew tallest, their petals catching the light like polished glass. I knelt among them, brushing my fingers through the damp soil. The warmth of the day still lingered beneath the surface.

Suddenly, an uninvited guest crashed the wedding halfway through. It was Carlo. He was bony, wearing a wrinkled suit, and holding a wilted bouquet of roses. He staggered in front of me, babbling, "Rosa… look, I brought you your favorite roses. Won't you marry me? Let's get married today." Luca's bodyguards moved in to remove him, but I held my hand up. I took the wilted bouquet of roses and looked straight at him. "Oh, Carlo. Look at me. Take a good look... Whose wedding do you think this is? This is my wedding. Mine, and I'll be marrying Luca. And you? You're just a madman crashing someone else's wedding."

It made him more aroused, anticipating what his wife was planning to do. She bit her bottom lip playfully. She had her maid secretly sneak a book into the castle a few days ago, ‘The Secrets of a Happy Bedroom’. Since the suggestion came from none other than Countess Fennels, she did not expect it to be that scandalous, but it was. Daniel’s breath hitched when Magnolia’s eyes met his. He had never seen that look before, her gaze was quite mischievous. She placed both hands on his chest and leaned closer until her lips touched his neck. He could not move, he could only watch with unblinking eyes.

She decides to read one of them aloud as there’s plenty of time and nothing else to do. Mariah starts reading “Dance of thieves” to Mr. Denis and she enjoys it herself as well. It’s a book about war for power among kingdoms and about fierce women. Mariah likes the book and doesn’t even realize that she’s been reading it for hours, when suddenly she feels an itchy feeling in her throat. So she puts down the book, drinks some water, injects some medicines and them checks up on the vitals. Mariah sits down and stares at the lifeless figure in front of her.

I quickly rushed the noodles. Ah it's not easy working all day, I said to myself. I was about to sleep, when I saw Endrick call. Hi, Mary, he said. Hey, I replied to him.He called to ask me if I could meet him at his office during lunch the next day. I hope there is no problem? Not really he said. Okay, see you. The next day, I woke up and my whole body was full of sweat. I began to shiver, it was frightening, I closed all my windows, I became weak and I had no energy to go to work.

Who could always be so happy? She smiled at Rose now, looking as smug as ever... then Rose realized she had been asked a question while daydreaming. “Could you repeat the question Madame?” Was all Rose could think to say, which of course was followed by snickers and sneers from most of her peers. In the last few weeks Rose learned most of the girls at the academy were intelligent and beautiful but had claws if you turned your back on any of them! Madame Blanchard was teaching them the world map and what colonies were where, most of the girls still had a difficult time understanding that the world was round not flat. Global exports and imports was part of her father’s everyday business so thi