My Daffodil Novels & Stories

‘Thank you…by the way don’t move close to that type of animals…not all rabbit are docile’. ‘I know, it’s a Dagi rabbit… it paralyzes its prey with the toxins in the claw then eats them up’ ivory explains ‘by the way where’s its claw’. ‘I put them in your bag’ Alfred replies staring at her. ‘Can you guys keep it down, I’m trying to sleep here’ indigo says as he yawns. ‘Well it’s time to wake up, can’t you see it almost dawn’ ivory says looking at the sleepy indigo ‘we should get moving’.

She sniffed, her confront tilting toward to the pink blossoms, a sharp breath of giggling getting away as her grin returned, presently more brilliant than ever. “Color…” she scratched, measuring a hand over her mouth. “They work?” She chuckled once more, the sound suppressed against her fingers, at that point sniffled, both hands presently covering her mouth as she strolled closer to the trees where a fix of daffodils sprouted. She brought down to one knee and gradually touched the center tube of the flower. “This… This is…” She snickered and shook her head. “I don’t know what this is.” He ventured closer to the blooms to see what had caught her eye. “Orange. The rest is yellow.”

They are unusually quiet, and I see their own shining tears streaking down their face. I watch as Daphne flies over to Tate. “Do you know if your mother or father had a favorite flower or plant?” “My mother loved tulips,” he says, and Daphne goes over and begins growing tulips, a flower that has never grown in this part of the world. We stand, watching in awe as the sprites create a beautiful flower garden with all sorts of colorful flowers. When they are done, they turn to Maeve, Meadow and Tate. “We hope you like them.”

Elaine was about to say something but got cut off. "Daffodils" Cannon murmured, "They symbolize rebirth and new beginnings. Fitting, don't you think?" No, she didn't dare think because it would lead to false hopes and shattered dreams. She had no illusion anymore when it comes to Cannon. And this meeting was not supposed to go this way.

He asks as I can feel his stares on my face, which I did not dare to look back. "I think daffodils best describes me, and I like them because they symbolize rebirth and new beginnings." I tried not to sound affected by the thought of daffodils I know deep inside me that I am like the flower I mention to him. "On the contrary, they symbolize uncertainty and unrequited love," My eyes widen at the words that come out from Leonel's mouth. I did not know about it, so the flower mirrors my situation, and it best describes me as a person.

3 golden daffodils that shone like the sun of my dream and there, next to it, was a piece of parchment. "I’m sorry, Lucifer hates daffodils because of a silly joke, so you would never find them there, but... let’s say I’m a very good uncle and have a garden with many, many daffodils. So I thought I’d give you some, if you plant the dots inside them in a jar and sing to him every day, it’ll bloom in 3 days, you can give her a narcissus that you grew yourself. From: the most handsome prince and the coolest uncle in the whole underworld"

I know that they know something and I must know what it was. Sir Shiloh looks at Sir Aziel who seems frustrated at the situation. What is happening? Why can't they tell me where the hell is Calliope? I remember what Calliope told me when I handed her the hair tie with a daffodil design. ‘No matter what you asked of the daffodils, it will still wait until the spring to bloom. Daffodils that come before the swallow dares, and take the winds of march are a beauty.’

He walked out of the room not bothering to wait for him. Feng Shao huffed and followed him to the hall. He could see beautiful flower beds on the sides of the pathways which he was walking on. He could also smell the calming fragrance. And some medicinal herbs used merely for the purpose of decoration. The sun was shining so brightly with a wonderful breeze accompanying the heat that was making multiple hazes on the soils. It was a wonder as to why those flowers were thriving nicely in such a weather. "We're here." The little boy announced in a bored tone.

She headed out with a watering can to save the flowers from the harsh tone of the sun. " Oh Lilly, I'm so going to miss you, will you miss me too?" She asked one of the flowers she had named. She moved from one plant to another ,talking to them heartily and later on took few pictures of them. Her best friend was Daffodils, she named it after the place she and Melvin had first met. Each time Louisa was depressed and weak inside, she goes out to the garden to talk to daffodils.

I give them to her. "I love roses but the fact you brought the red ones scores you another point in my book." she smells them. "Good to know that." I grin. "But you know you needn't have brought them anyway." she stares. "I wanted to." I reply. I was passing this flower shop when I saw these good looking roses. My mind immediately went to Della and I knew I had to get her a bouquet. "Okay. A minute, I need to put these in a vase." I wait for her from outside before she returns all set. We get inside the car and I fire the engine to the busy street.