Moondrop Flowers Novels & Stories

My breath is taken away when I do. It's a night garden. Everything here only blooms at night and under the moon. Moon flowers take pride in a place, and there are hundreds of them. There are other flowers, like primrose and jasmine, that fill the air with a sweet scent. There is also a giant pool in the middle that reflects the moon perfectly. Jace can feel the energy from that garden filling our souls, making our power hum beneath our skin. I’m in awe. "What is this place?".

They don't have any preference but to trust this human. David Apsyrtus turned his body so he faced her, He grasped both of her hands. "Each lake in the Moonland has unique properties. I discern them when I touch the water. While I know now who you are, it will not be easy for you. I think you are her daughter, you are the offspring of the last Moon Goddess,the one who will bring an end to this war, besides he also had the ability of fire like you." David clarified. His words were kindness, a concern that was so quick that for her, it was natural. This vigilance was a part of who he was and that was, if she was honest, the most attractive feature she had seen for quite some time.

The shopkeeper told him. “How long would it take for a bouquet of saffron crocus, moon flowers, white orchids, kadupul flowers, white lilies and for filler silver dollar eucalyptus, myrtle, lemon leaf, poms and baby’s breath.” Meredith’s eyes were growing wide as she listened to Brayden’s conversation with the shopkeeper. How did he know of so many different flowers? This was a new side to him she hadn’t known. Meredith blinked a few times not hearing what the shopkeeper said in return. “Greta…”

Right now I had to focus on the grinning alpha at the end of the aisle, the one who stopped me from punching, solely for the possibility that I might get hurt. I stepped down the platform to the other side of the altar, all the while I felt his eyes following my every step. I clutched my wedding bouquet tighter, a bunch of rare epiphyllum oxypetalum and few heads of Polianthes Tuberosa. I had chosen the flowers myself, moon flowers for a moonlit wedding and primarily for the significance. One for transformation and awakening, the other for..... a part of me that I still wasn't ready to admit yet.

In making something happen. "Flowers," she said. Third planning meeting. Notebook full of lists. Full of ideas. "Traditional white moon lilies. They bloom under full moon. Symbolize eternal bonds. Eternal love. Perfect for ceremony." "Moon lilies are rare," Selene pointed out. Not objecting. Just stating fact. "Grow only in certain territories. Might be hard to find. Hard to get enough." "I'll find them," Kira said. Determined. Certain. "I'll search every territory. Every forest. Every garden. I'll find them. This has to be perfect. Has to be beautiful. Has to be everything."

"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.

I didn’t say anything. I just watched. Slowly, the dirt covered the wooden box, Until it disappeared completely. And with it, the future I had imagined. When the grave was finally filled, I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small bundle of moonleaf flowers. They were the same flowers my mother used to collect during full moons when I was little. She used to say they carried the Moon Goddess’s blessing. My hands shook slightly as I placed them on top of the fresh soil. “May the Moon Goddess watch over you, my angel baby,” I whispered.

The atmosphere was serene and filled with a sense of reverence, a sacred space dedicated to the worship of the Moon Goddess. I remember Father told me that Mother loved lavender flowers. As Mother established Her divine temples across every kingdom, She chose to adorn them with Her favorite flower, lavender. These were no ordinary lavender flowers, for they held a sacred connection to the Temple of the Moon Goddess. These unique blooms could not be transplanted elsewhere, for their essence was deeply intertwined with this sacred place. Any attempts to steal or cultivate them outside the temple would prove futile, as they would refuse to grow in any other land.