Night Owl Roses Novels & Stories

Fallen Stars with their abundant fire red petals, Midnight Violets whose black petals were a warning not to eat them, they would kill you in seconds, and Luna Magnifica, pure white blooms as bright as the moon itself. It was a tranquil scene and the sounds were so peaceful I found myself dosing off. Soon I was dreaming, a long-forgotten dream from my childhood. A red wolf face near me its eyes locked on mine. I was afraid, but it seemed to be pleading with me. It wanted me to do something...

It was a beautiful sight to behold, one I couldn't help but grin at. "This is beautiful," I admitted softly, looking around at all the numerous tiny flowers glowing all around us. "It is," came Alpha Evan's even softer reply and I looked at him, only to find him already looking at me. I felt my cheeks heat up, squirming a little under his intense gaze. "What are all these flowers? I've never seen flowers that could glow like that." "They're called nocte caeruleo. Literally translating to blue night. These are a special type of flowers that glow bright blue when they bloom at the stroke of midnight every fourteen years before they go back to sleeping," Alpha Evan explained, finally looking at

It led her deeper into the garden, past carefully manicured hedges and blooming flowerbeds, until she reached a secluded alcove hidden behind a curtain of weeping willows. There, nestled among the roots of an ancient oak tree, Lilly's eyes fell upon a sight that took her breath away. A single flower, another Moon Rose, this time, all three of them together to see it bloom in solitary splendour. Its petals shimmered with an otherworldly iridescence, shifting between shades of silver and pale blue as if capturing the very essence of moonlight.

My fingers curled and fused and my eyesight became clear as day and I could count the terrified faces staring back at me. And then I was standing. Huge and taller than any wolf I’d ever seen And then, the silence broke in a different way. For twenty-two years, I had smelled like nothing but now, a scent I never thought I had exploded from my skin so powerful it made the wolves in the front row gag and stumble back. It was the smell of rare flowers that only bloom in the dark. Midnight Orchid and Ozone. The scent of a Queen.

After the period of darkness, we emerged at a tunnel-like exit; the exit was surrounded by few rocks & light broken-off concrete, three blue roses and one black rose. "Hey, I thought you said these were extremely rare," I said while pointing at the blue roses. "They are. Why is that the first thing you ask about?" Valkon responded. "What do you mean? It’s a valid question. I’ve also never seen a black rose before," I argued. “It sprouted from all of the dark magic surrounding this place. Black roses are a symbol of dark magic or ritualistic practices; it’s not surprising to see it growing here,” he explained.

I walked around to the back where the bay of glassed entrances was unlocked, and I let myself inside. No one was around, so I trudged to the library, which was empty. I waited a few minutes, except Isobel never showed, so I set the packet of rose seeds on the seat of her sofa with a note. Dear Miss Nash, I just wanted to apologize for my behavior on Saturday. I hope you will accept these seeds in peace offering. I was told they are for a rare midnight supreme rosebush that’s supposed to bud into black roses with blue tips. No one else who’s planted them has gotten them to grow, but I had a feeling you would be the exception to the rule. Good luck with your growing endeavors.

Covering her face as seconds stop everything, she found herself in the middle of the rose garden with the wind that slowly and gently is swaying the petals all around and without letting a single piece touches the hollow ground. Yet, as she stands and looks to observe the place, the rose that surrounds her in the garden should be embedded in the natural colors of the rose she known off as the world known to be. Turns into the peculiar but magnificent blue that illuminating into its neon color with the fireflies that fly on top of each rose and creating the perfect fantasy scene that is complimenting the starry night sky above. “This place.” Whispering as she is somehow taken in wonder and fa

I lifted one end of the bed and slide out the red journal. I switched off the lights, draw the curtains and laid on the bed. I opened the book’s middle and start reading. The yellow lamps on each table shelf being my light source. ‘”Please, I don’t want to do this. My mom has warned me against guys like you.” She pants as she wriggles her hands, trying to loosen the rope. “Really? What are the things she warned you against us about?” Jayden flips her folds with his right thumb, his other hand caressing her plum breast.

he said excitedly to the others. The one with black hair closed his eyes, covering the irises that were the same color as the night sky. “She’s here,” he said in a whisper. He turned to the other three, a grin on his face, and continued, “The Moonflower.”

(it was clean if you're wondering. My legs felt wobbly as I rinsed my mouth, I leaned on the sink for support. Against my own will, my eyes strayed to the mirror in front of me. My face looked so haggard, and there were dark lines under my eyes. My lips were cracked up and was sporting the stain of dried blood. "What in the..." I gasped loudly. I had not even noticed that I was no longer wearing my school uniform. I was instead wearing a pale blue silky nightie.