Mo Flower Novels & Stories

Inside, a single plant bloomed. It was beautiful in its own way. Delicate purple flowers clustered along its stems, their petals almost translucent in the sunlight that filtered through the wire mesh overhead. The color was a stunning, deep violet that faded to lavender at the edges. The smell was equally lovely, sweet and slightly intoxicating, like honey mixed with something floral and wild. But Autumn knew better than to let the beauty fool her. This was moonbane bloom. One of the most dangerous plants in existence.

"Yea? It's a lily? What about it?" My answer made him snicker as he turned his head in my direction. "It's not a lily. It's called Elnea. It's a flower tended to by the flora fairies that used to follow Eleanor's orders. The sword was what Eleanor knew how to use the best. Eleanor smells like Elnea." So, the flowery scent I smell on Eleanor is Elnea? "So, it has nothing to do with your glory?"

He gave the maids a purple crystal “I have to leave, tell me when you see the moon turning blue.” Blue moon- the best moment in Domin- only appears once every seven hundred years when the fairy flowers simultaneously bloom. According to the latest report by Domin, a blue moon will appear this year. The fairy flower is incredibly beautiful from the color to the shape, everything is perfect. This flower only appears in Domin because only this planet can bring it the greatest shape. So this is the first time Oliwen has seen this flower.

I grinned at him " You know me so well." "Just tell me why you're here so I can help you out, I need to get back to work.". He said "You're so impatient." I said, chuckling loudly. A small patch of flowers at the rear end of the greenhouse caught my attention and I moved to get a closer look. It was a rich dark maroon and had velvety rounded petals and dark brown centers. "That's the Chocolate cosmos. It's quite rare and has a chocolaty- Vanilla fragrance. It'll be perfect for a gift. " Cam's voice rang out from behind me, I didn't realize he had followed me.

When I sat eating the vanilla flavoured ice cream we had purchased, I looked countlessly at Maurice's face hoping to see a trace of anger, there was none. “You are staring so much at me today, tell me I look too cute for you to resist" I chuckled. I have always known Maurice to have a good sense of humor. He fumbled with a white shopping bag, before handing it over to me. ‘Flowers like the other dates' I had thought, but flowers wasn't packaged in a shopping bag. I roved my eyes on the bag and then to his face. “I..." Maurice fidgeted. “Look into the bag, is that your style?" He asked arranging his spectacle and scratching his hair.

Thus, Javier went out to admire the flowers rather than listen to two old men reminiscing about their past. ‘The flowers that Zeke has planted here are pretty decent, plus they’re from outstanding species. ‘He’s got a pure-bred Pygmy water-lily here, which is supposed to be a delicate flower in a certain country that can only be bought there. ‘This plant’s flowers will only bloom for seven days. The outer petals will be purple, while the middle is filled with lots of gold stamens. There’s a budding stamen inside that will only bloom for a moment before it wilts.

Take this very rare plant, for instance. Ileana had noticed the small movement away from her, and her lips curled in a gently mischievous smile. She followed him quickly to a staging platform, where a shocking pink spray of flowers glowed hotly. ‘This is Doritaenopsis “Malibu Gold” - allied to the genus of Paphiopedila .’ Bevis’s rolling Scottish burr seemed to soften when he talked of his orchids, Ileana noticed. How sweet it was. She began to feel quite jealous of the fabulous flowers around her. Now, if only she could get

"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.

She plucked several, ignoring the sting as the sap touched her skin. Last was moonbloom, a delicate white flower that only opened at night. Its scent was soft, floral, deceptively gentle, but extremely potent when mixed with the others. She gathered three blossoms, careful not to bruise them. The combination would work. It had to. She rubbed the crushed frostleaf along her neck, her wrists, the collar of her shirt. The cold scent burned her nose, but it dulled the warmth of Kaelan’s scent almost instantly. She smeared duskroot along her arms, grimacing at the bitterness. Moonbloom, she tucked into her pocket; she’d need it later for the spray.

“Oh my, this orchid is absolutely beautiful, Miss,” said the plant seller, a middle-aged woman in a straw hat who greeted customers with easy familiarity. Aurelia smiled and nodded. “A white moth orchid, right?” “Yes, and it’s one of the most beloved flowers among plant enthusiasts. The blooms last a long time, the color is elegant, and it’s fairly easy to care for if you know how.” The seller gently brushed her fingers over the perfectly bloomed petals.