Mercury Flower 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.

The reason why he was here, of course, was to inquire if the herb that could address the poison is here in the Red Moon Pack. Anderalesia Flower. That is what they needed, and coincidentally, only I in the entire red moon pack had been raising the flower in my room. Alpha Anon looked at me for a long time, studying my emotions. He was probing to see if I knew something or not. I smiled faintly, lifting up my lips slightly. He had to know that I knew exactly what he needed. A ripple appeared in Alpha Anon’s eyes as he lowered his head and said, “Tell me what you need first, then I’ll see if I can…”

"Ah. So you can see what is in me if you want to?" "It does not work that way. I can only see what you show me." I am looking around again, it is then I notice the drawing of a flower carved on each wooden sides of the mirrors. That flower. It is familiar, I have seen it before. "What's the name of that flower?" Carla follows my gaze. "Oh that? That's the queen of the night flower. It is from it that the energy of the reflection was first extracted. It is a very uncommon flower and not just anyone can possess it."

Special needle treatment had limited efficacy, too. There was only one solution to heal her throat completely. The Skyflower. The Skyflower was Serandsi's national flower, with only a single plant in the world nurtured in the rear garden of Serandsi's main palace by a dedicated caretaker. The Serandsi people called it 'The Language of the Heavens' because of its remarkable effect on throat ailments. It bloomed only once a year in September, spreading its fragrance throughout the entire palace for about 15 days.

Its petals shimmered with an otherworldly iridescence, shifting between shades of silver and pale blue as if capturing the very essence of moonlight. Lilly's heart raced as she realised what she was looking at. Moon Roses, the legendary flower of the Moon Goddess herself, were only meant to bloom once in a lifetime, but now a second one had appeared in front of her. At least while she wasn’t in a trance at first, and this one was like the first one, not like the three that everyone thought might be some kind of countdown.

"The magic here is... it's alive." Suddenly, the forest opened up to reveal a hidden glade, a circular clearing bathed in a soft, ethereal light. At the center of the glade stood a single, enchanting Moonflower, its petals shimmering with a magical glow. The flower radiated a power that seemed to pulse with life, its light casting a mesmerizing aura over the entire glade.

He looked at his arm, then back at him, seeing Torment smirk. ‘How do you like the silver burning your skin? Do you think you're the strongest, Mercury?” Silver, that's what it was. I was smelling; his claws had silver in them. What the hell, he has silver. But I knew something that no one knew about, and soon he would find out as well. Silver and Wolfsbane never harm Mercury because he would drink a little with his drink each time; now, it doesn't even bother him. But he will soon find out. I saw him smirk at Torment; his arm healed quickly when Torment ran, closelineing Mercury to the ground. He jumped on top of him, punching him in the head and face. He moved, and he punched the ground. I

Several older wolves narrowed their eyes at the two interlopers who had spent the last few days strutting around like they owned the place. Martha opened her mouth. Closed it. “Second,” I continued, lifting the crystal box so the light caught the petals, “this is not a wildflower. This is Moon-crown Blossom. It blooms once a year for a single day, high on cliffs no sane wolf would climb. It purifies even high-grade wolfsbane. I searched for years to find it.” Aman snorted from the sidelines. “You expect us to believe that’s some legendary herb? It’s a common weed. Don’t be ridiculous.”

"Now they're leaves in the wind, with a touch of humidity... As if they were leaves blown by the winds of a storm that's brewing." "Yours have changed too, they still look like a field of flowers, but this time, the flower that catches my eye the most is almost forgotten... I had to look in my archives and also in my safe... It was very difficult, as I only have a single seed that hasn't bloomed." Ghost replied, approaching me. "The flower is called the Flames of Hephaestus. They say they were created from the sparks of God's hammer when it meets the anvil." I turned my face towards Lycan, curious about the information.

"They don't talk." As she headed out of the room, I raked my fingers through my hair, trying to put it in order. A normal day in the coven. It'd have been abnormal if no one fought. Standing, I took out all the essentials I needed from the potions pot, including some burdock roots, sulfur, and a bottle mercury. I took pains to keep my fingers around the base of the mercury bottle, hoping the element wouldn't make contact with my skin. Mercury was to witches what wolfsbane was to lycans.