Moondrop Flowers Novels & Stories

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.

“But what is this? Why are there stitched flowers on the dress? Wouldn’t they wilt before the wedding?” “Yeah, that looks strange,” Devon finally spoke as he noticed what his sister was saying. I waited for Madisson to answer. She swallowed nervously before she spoke. “It’s something that came from the box,” she answered with a smile, explaining to me and the kids. “I have a feeling Mother Luna left it there to sew with the dress. The seamstress recognized the flowers right away, and she told me it was a rare kind that would only bloom when the Moon Goddess blesses the reunion of two wolf souls. She told me that these kinds of plants can only be found inside the garden of the Moon Wolf Sprin

Wherever she is, she’s sure of one thing: this place is not for humans. Even though she's ignorant of so many things, they don't need to tell her everything just to know something. “Am I d-dead?” she asked without even thinking again while looking at her surroundings. In the place where they were standing, there were a variety of flowers of which she knew a few because of her grandmother. Ipomoea alba, also called moonflower or tropical white morning glory, blooms only in the late afternoon until night.

The cool air burned against my skin, but I kept going. I have to save Ronan. I owe him that much. --- The air grew thinner as I climbed the jagged slope, rocks biting into my palms. Somewhere at the peak, it was said a rare flower bloomed only under moonlight. Lunaris Noctis, the Moonshade Lotus. A flower born from sorrow, thriving only where the living dared not tread. It was the only thing powerful enough to anchor a soul between life and death. I reached the summit, chest burning, lungs aching. The hilltop shimmered under the light of the full moon and there it was.

Felicia The next night when Gregor left for the night I stayed up. I sat in the dark by the window and waited. The moon was nearly full and the night was clear, so I could see the valley floor well. I wanted another glimpse at the red wolf or any of his companions. But the night was silent except for the insects that chirped in the grass and the trees. The moon wasps were out, trying to harvest as much nectar as possible before winter. Their bioluminescent blue glow blinked off and on throughout the undergrowth. Several night-blooming flowers grew in the valley. Fallen Stars with their abundant fire red petals, Midnight Violets whose black petals were a warning not to eat them, they would ki

LILA Evening spread across the Packhouse in wide strokes of silver and blue. The air cooled, I stayed in the garden with Mara, the ground beneath us soft from the day’s work. The moon climbed slow over the ridge, pale and full, washing the rows in light that turned every leaf into glass. The crescent beds glimmered as if carved from frost. I knelt beside the central circle with the last pouch of seeds and loosened the drawstring. “These open only under moonlight,” I said, holding out the small white kernels. “Moonwort and night jasmine. They bloom when others sleep.”

Avery asked about their trip to Raven's Peak, and Adeline and Adam both began to excitedly explain what they saw. "We saw the most beautiful night flowers, Aunt Avery!" Adam exclaimed. "They were called 'Luna Blossoms,' and they were this gorgeous shade of purple. And they smelled like honey!" Adeline chimed in, "Yes, and the Luna Blossoms are a type of flowering plant that only blooms at night. They have these delicate, star-shaped petals and..." Avery's eyes began to glaze over as Adeline and Adam continued to explain the details of the Luna Blossoms. She held up her hand, laughing.

"We've come across something, and I have a feeling you might understand it." He brings me over, and I finally take a look. Blooming out of the chilled, hard earth are many precious white flowers, small and unfamiliar. They have sprouted in a strange pattern, but suddenly I see it—the picture. The flowers create the shape of the moon. It is a crescent and resting in its curve is a baby, bundled and safe. I take in a breath and kneel, reaching my hand out to it as if the little one will touch me back.

Arkyn sent back. The moonlight trickled down between the branches of the trees as if a spot light coming down from the moon goddess herself. It caught Arkyn’s eye the way it moved, touching leaves of plants on the ground and then slowly stopping on one plant. As if the moonbeam had chosen it. The plant seems to reach up out of the ground. It had silver-white leaves and a cluster of white flowers with lavender strikes. Arkyn walked over to it, bending down to study it. “Umm it has silver or almost white leaves. Sometimes it has a cluster of white flowers with it and they have purple streaks in the flower.” Bo voices came over mindlink a little scattered as he tried to give Arkyn a descriptio

The moonflower lay in Rhea’s palm like something too fragile to carry the weight of a life. Maddox stared at it from the doorway of the old Luna corridor, his face pale beneath the hard lines of control he always wore like armor. Dust drifted in the narrow bands of light coming through the high windows, and the room around them seemed to wait with the patience of old stone, old secrets, and old vows that had not been allowed to die. “I have seen that flower in my dreams,” he said again, though this time the words sounded less like a statement and more like a confession he had not meant to give.