Moonflower Novels & Stories

I didn't respond. "Perfect family, Perfect job. Perfect ways to get away with anything" I look her dead in her eyes and she glanced at me once before looking down and giving me beads and flowers to start the crowns.

"Here, take my hand. Even if you fall, I'll be there to help you stand back up again" His Flower's Point Of View The thick stench of blood was strong in the smoke filled air. My nose wrinkled as I inhaled the scent. My instincts had me gagging, maybe too loudly. Another scream echoed from not too far away and I squeezed my eyes shot, willing the horrifying sound of pain to disappear. A small sound of desperation escaped my parted lips and I froze in my position. That was loud. More loud than I thought it would be.

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

Prince Arquen got amazed and ended up buying two to himself. "How about this white flower here?" Prince Arquen ask again the salesman curiously, "Ah...this one is a moonflower, this flower only glows when the moon is up, this glows like the light of the moon" the salesman explained happily. And Prince Arquen got amazed again and bought three for himself. "Wow...the taura kingdom is so wonderful and so amazing, so many incredible things to see and to discover. I am glad I decided to come to check this kingdom out today," Prince Arquen said, walking around looking everywhere like a tourist from another place.

My body was already fragile, worn out from the emotional and physical toll of the past days, and now someone was toying with me? As I reached for the doorknob again to close it, something caught my attention. A sharp, peculiar scent. Sweet, yet spicy. Oddly familiar, but...wrong. My eyes fell to the porch, and my breath hitched. A bouquet of Moon Flowers. Only, they weren’t the crystal white ones that gently glowed in the dark. These were black. Deep, glossy black, shimmering under the pale daylight like polished onyx. They didn’t just sit there—they loomed, almost alive in their stillness.

Moonflowers are a rare herb used mainly for their healing properties against wolfbane poisoning. "Morana, we should head back," my best friend Hazel called out from behind me. "We still haven't found anything, Hazel," I said. "We need at least two flowers for the assignment tomorrow, in case you forgot." "Fuck the assignment, it's scary out here," Hazel said, walking towards me. I rolled my eyes at her and shook my head. "We might have found it if you didn’t whine so much." I mumbled as my eyes continued scanning the bushes for any sign of moonflower leaves. She groaned and began searching.

All I could see was Princess Aurora pawing at him, leaning in for a kiss… Noah came to a sudden stop as we approached a bunch of ocean-blue, white-tipped flowers. Bending over, he pulled out one of these long flowers by the root and presented it to me ceremoniously. “Sky lupine,” he said, “incredibly beautiful but toxic if ingested. Handle with care.” He winked as he handed the plant to me.

I let out soft moans of pleasure... Leaning on the wall, I grappled one leg on his waist, with one of my hands holding the table tightly, and the other wrapped around his neck. He unzipped my dress and helped me pull it off, while I fumbled through to unbutton his shirt, not taking my lips away from his. We moved further to the couch, kissing like it would be our very last. My breast brushed against his chest, creating a warm feeling, and this overwhelming sensation made my breath heavier. He latched his tongue on my neck, and a moan escaped my lips. "Chris.." I called, under my breath. Biting my already swollen lips, sinking my hands into his back, trying to pull him closer to me

"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?"

It was—just more thoughtful than I would have imagined Zac to be. Zac looked at me again. He licked his lips. "Why did you get named after a flower?" He peered at me with warm eyes—filled with curiosity and intrigue. I had never seen that from him before. I looked at him for a second before looking back at the road. I smiled faintly. "Uh—jasmines were my mom's favourite flowers." I exhaled sharply, keeping my eyes trained on the road. "They were my, the flower he got on all her birthdays and other holidays. She loved them—so when I was born, I got the name."