Moonflower Novels & Stories

Maybe it’s just the atmosphere! “For you,” he adds. He takes my hand and places the flower in it. The flower looks like a rose, but instead of red, its color is white. “It’s called Queen of the Night,” he informs. “It only blooms once every one or two years. It’s a nocturnal cactus.” “Okay,” I say, staring at it because I don’t want to look at him. He takes another step towards me and then takes my other hand. With his proximity, I forgot to breathe and I make the mistake of looking into his eyes, and now I am trapped in it.

I asked again, accentuating the last 3 words clearly. He handed me the letter where I could see the back of it. A golden stamped wax seal held the envelope closed. The seal was a beautiful intricate flower with a delicate full moon behind it. I ran my finger softly over the golden wax and I could feel my brows knit close in confusion. “Ipomoea Alba?” “The moonflower.” Shannon breathed behind me. “The Royal Seal.”

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

At least, he was merciful in that regard. Rather than stare at the silhouette of her best friend out there in the darkness alone, Nya turned her attention to the moon. The light was just missing Gavin now, but it would move momentarily, and he’d be bathed in the soft, warm glow of the Dragon Moon, and then, a shadow would pass across the orb, interrupting the beams, and the dragon would swoop out of the sky, his sharp talons sinking into Gavin’s flesh before the dragon plucked him away, flying up into the night sky with him and likely devouring him before he even reached his lair somewhere on the top of Scale Mountain to the west.

"Her majesty, I saw her in the passage near the Falling River. She was seriously injured and there was a flower with her." "What flower?" Amnisty doesn't answer right away. She and the queen already talked about this situation but they need to do it again to inform Dealla. She sighs before answering. I hate repeating. "It's Peony." "Oh, what a nice flower and it's the favorite of our friend, Amnisty. Right?" "You're right, her majesty." "Since you don't remember your name, darling. How about I'll name you Peony? Is it fine with you?" The queen strokes some strands of Dealla's hair. She puts it behind her ear. The queen stares at Dealla’s face.

I could feel it in the air between us—thick with emotion, with meaning, with something ancient neither of us could name. Then, slowly, Kane reached behind his back. I blinked, confused for a moment—until he brought his hand forward. He was holding a single flower. Not just any flower. A moonflower. Its white petals glowed faintly in the moonlight, delicate and perfect. The edges shimmered as if dipped in starlight. It looked like it had bloomed just for this moment—fragile, beautiful, and rare. Moonflowers didn’t grow just anywhere. They were sacred. Said to only appear when the veil between worlds was thin… or when the Moon her

As if she had found the best way to talk, she kept talking the whole time. Though it was a one-way conversation, she felt relaxed by sharing her pain. They walked for a long time, and then the wolf stopped. It also made her stop. She frowned and asked, "Why did you stop? Have you changed your mind to help me?" She asked sadly. When the wolf moved out of the way, she was able to see what was right before her. Her jaw dropped as she saw what was in front of her. Moonflower. It had leaves that were rounded, and it bloomed large, white flowers in the shape of trumpets. The flowers had an amazing scent.

‘There are such places’ ivory wondered, she looked at the second mission and had the urge to laugh now she knew why literarily no one picked the two mission. The second mission was about bringing a rare running plant named blohy, it was a weird name, catching blohy was next to impossible for phase one-three to catch them. A phase four could but it would expend his energy and they were basically no use to them so phase four and above never caught them. ‘What if I fail the mission or if I bring herbs from there’ ivory asked. ‘No problem then, it’s just that you’ll be charged for using the portal’ the guy answered.

Amber nodded just before a contraction rippled through her. As the moon rose to its peak, the Lunas began to push. Amber was the first to birth to her child, which I expected. He was a healthy boy with blonde hair and blue eyes. I passed the boy to Alpha Damien to clean him up as I turned my focus to Michelle. The moon reached its peak as the female was born. I called to Selene and the moon turned blue before she descended to earth. We clasped hands and began the incantation to seal her powers. The wind picked up as we finished the spell. She turned to her beloved creatures and smiled, then faded and returned to the moon. I quickly put the blinding spell on the female and watched as they cra

“What is it?” “Diluted moon water, mixed with my own magic. If you are ever in true mortal danger, drink half of this. It wont break the spell, but it will give your wolf enough strength to resurface temporarily. Just enough to protect you. It will work once, maybe twice. After that the magic is spent. Make sure to use it only as a last resort.” She pressed everything into my hands. “Why are you helping me?” I whispered. “You won’t tell me the truth but you’re giving me tools to survive. Why?”