Novel & Cerita Misty Waterflower

I took my time to point out each of the different species, telling her interesting facts about each one. "And this one is called 'Love in the Mist'," I said, pointing to a delicate blue flower that was in front of us. "Legend has it that if you pick it and give it to someone, you will be guaranteed their love forever." She giggled sheepishly. "Well, in that case, you'd better pick one for your mate when you find her." I smiled and plucked a stem of the Love in the Mist, handing it over to her. She was shocked but she accepted it and inhaled its sweet fragrance wearing a contented smile on her face.

"---No, no. What the heck are you saying? I'm not treating all boys out there as bastards and con-artists that must be massacred. It just so happens that I have a verrrrrrrrrrrryyyyyy high standards. You get it? It's different, okay? And it's normal to distrust people you don't know. I'm telling you, I'm not being judgmental!" Misty annoyingly hung up after reminding her stupid friend not to forget her medication. School had already ended an hour ago. However, instead of going home, she somehow ended up dropping by a flower shop and buying a bouquet of flowers. She was still wearing her school uniform, and she was on her way to the memorial park near Greenpark Village.

“Today, Calliyah and I are excited to share with you our research on the Enchanted Moonflower, a flower steeped in mystery and legend.” “The Enchanted Moonflower,” Calliyah continued, “is a nocturnal bloom that only unfurls its petals under the soft glow of the full moon. Its ethereal beauty is enhanced by its shimmering silver petals, which seem to dance in the moonlight, casting a spell of enchantment on those who behold it.”

I added the flower to my collection, and I continued my journey. After what felt like both an eternity and an instant, I became thirsty and searched quietly for the sound of running water. Luckily, I came upon a tranquil pond. Floating upon its glassy surface was the Water Lily, its vibrant blue petals a stark contrast to the green surroundings. This lily flower was known to possess calming and healing properties. Forgetting my thirst, I gently walked into the pond and plucked the flower. "Five down, two more to go," I declared, my voice infused with confidence and joy. Keeping it safe, I drank water from the pond and cleaned myself. After resting for a few minutes, I stood up again, ready t

Judging from its appearance it was given the name of Victoria's Pulsing Heart As per the sparking flower at the side, it must be the Starry Daffodil base from the name itself. The other one should be the Seven-Petaled Jasmine, while the plant beside it should be the Prickly Nettle. The Prickly Nettle has pretty, heart-shaped leaves but its stem is covered with tiny, stiff hairs that were said to release Prickly chemicals when touched. On the corner, there is a container with a wiggling creature inside it. There is only one ingredient that matches it, and that is the Elfian Worms. There is also a small gourd place next to it. That should contain the Purifying Water which is specifically fetch

I whispered, asking the girls. "We don't know," they both shrugged. "This our first time of attending a mating ceremony done in the traditional way." "It's not just any water, it is the water from the always flowing spring of the flower garden," Maya explained. "There is this acient myth that the water from the always flowing spring of the flower garden has the ability to clear the faces of anyone who uses it and makes what seem invisible to be visible." Irina grinned, sounding thrilled and I was intrigued. "So I guess, it's either she washes her face with the water or they watch theirs with the water. Either ways, she will be able to see into their future and ascertain if they are compatibl

her lips were curled into a soft, welcoming smile. I offered a small smile in return before muttering a soft "Hello" Lilo looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to say my name, but then sighed when she realized I wasn't going to. "Colleen, this is Rosalya, but she also goes by Rosie. She's Calix’s human mate!", Lilo said like if she were a proud mom. Oh my gosh, this girl. Colleen gasped, clamping her hands to her mouth with widened eyes. I shrunk into the bed a little as I wasn't really liking her reaction.

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.”

Lifting my skirt, I squatted in the soft pine straw, relieved when the pressure eased. When I finished, I stood and adjusted my clothing—but something caught my eye a few feet ahead. A flash of blue. I stepped closer. Nestled between two mossy rocks was a single delicate bloom—tiny, five-petaled, and glowing faintly in the filtered light. “Frostmire,” I whispered. Rare. Powerful. Only bloomed where magic pooled deep beneath the soil. I’d seen it in one of June’s books, but never in real life.

Or just native to the Lycan realm? I decided not to dwell on that for long, instead, I took a few steps forward and crouched beside a cluster of pale-blue blossoms that glimmered faintly. “Okay, Pearl,” I said, touching one gently. “This one is called Moonlace Hydrangea.” Pearl leaned closer, eyes wide. “It’s shiny.”