Mercury Flower Novels & Stories

"I waited three hundred years for you to be reborn. For the prophecy to bring you back. And now you're here, and I'm not letting you go again." I looked at Cassius desperately. "You said I could have the flowers. You said we had a deal." "We do," Cassius confirmed, gesturing lazily. A servant appeared from the shadows carrying a box made of silver and glass. Inside were flowers unlike any I'd ever seen. They glowed with a pale blue light, their petals seeming to contain liquid moonlight. "The Moonblood flowers. Twenty of them, enough to cure any poison. They're yours." Relief crashed through me. "Thank you. I'll take them and leave now."

Toward the Lunacrown Thistle. The flower grows only in places where fae magic once danced and bled. A desert bloom laced with moonlight, able to nullify illusions, hallucinations, and enchantments. A powerful stabilizer when mixed properly with Emberroot and Veinleaf. We will need it soon. Zenith especially. My bond with her hums faintly, like a string drawn taut. It feels both diistant and dreamlike. I miss her, more than I want to admit. But this place demands full attention, and I cannot afford to be distracted.

"This is Shadowthorn Wine. It's completely harmless to werewolves. If you can finish an entire jug, I'll give you one Flower of Life." With that said, he pulled out a silver flower from the folds of his robe before casually tossing it on the ground. "A Flower of Life…" My voice shook as I stared at the flower, which was exuding life energy. The Flower of Life was an incredibly rare and precious herb that could nourish one's bloodline. Just one flower alone could extend my life by an entire month. "Well? Are you too scared? Or is it that you think you're not worthy of such a reward?"

Luke lifted my soaked golden hair, making 'spend the night' sound extremely suggestive. What do you want? I gestured in resignation. "You're good at using herbs, aren't you? I want you to give Henry some Enchanting Flowers." I frowned. Enchanting Flowers were pink flowers emitting an alluring fragrance containing a charm element, capable of arousing desire and emotions in humans. Not lethal, but it would certainly embarrass Henry. Sorry, I don't have the herb you mentioned. I replied with gestures. "Huh, then what do you have? If it satisfies me, I might let you go."

He held the power to bring a smile to my face when I was going through unbearable pain. It glowed lighter. revealing a pair of eyes, it was also a part of a burning fire. My lower lip trembles from all the emotions consuming me, he was here he was holding me. I couldn't speak and just stared at him. A black wing sparking with an amber glow rested on my forehead and a bright red flower landed on my chest, cracking sparkles around it. I had read about it in the Herbology book. FlammaFlos! It's a powerful plant and the Queen of Faerie guards them. I saw Cassandra but her sight wasn't clear. It's given for a new life.

“My grandpa got a flower petal and gave it to me before he died. But it has dried up. I used to soak it in my blood, but I failed.” I'm a little desperate. If the mermaid's blood doesn't work, I can't think of any other way to solve the problem. “It's the only hope we have and we have to try,” said Wayde. I nodded. Manolo carefully took the dried flower petal from a gold box and placed it in a silver bowl. Immortal flowers can only be placed on things made of gold or silver, otherwise, they will become powder and disappear. We are all around the table looking at the petal, anxious but do not know how to do it.

Everybody looked down with disappointment as Helen requested that she explained what this object was. “The pendant, forged from the rarest of flowers and a vial of silver blood and there is only one in existence at least for now,” Miranda explained. For now? I raised a questioning brow. Ava voiced my question, “What do you mean for now?” “I mean the Dactyls clove flower is one of the most rare and precious flowers out there, it can only be found once in a blue moon and only grows in secluded areas where only a few have access to, assuming they found it.”

It was going inside her veins. “What?” questioned Anatasia. “This flower is meant for the dead, but it brings the dead back. How?” She looked around marigold flower. “According to master, this flower was able to bring someone back from the dead. But how could such a thing exist?” Bella was beginning to feel dizzy as some dust began to drift around her. She looked at her arms and body and noticed that her meridian were being cured. Soon she became sleepy and fell asleep. When she woke up, she was completely cured. She could feel her energy flowing through her meridian and veins. She waved her hand and she saw some light blue dust following her hands. “Woah,” she said. She wonders what it was.

He had told me that before. “That is what you told me the first day we met,” I told Aelius. “I need to know what it means. I need to know what this flower is…I need to know where I can find more of them so I can find—“ “It is a Marrowrose.” The words came out flat, though a bit tense. I had hoped hearing the name would give me a better idea of what the flower was, but it didn’t. “It is rare, and there are not supposed to be any left, let alone blooming, but Priestess Gloria always has her way,” he went on. “It’s a flower once grown by ancient witches only, and only for one purpose.”