Pace Blossom Novels & Stories

An astral projection, surely she's not here in her physical form. As soon as she warned me not to touch the Orb, I created a box around the object and the woman then disappeared, and I took a deep breath. I still want to punish James for betraying us, no matter what the reason... We almost died because of it. "You need to understand everything from the beginning," Samira spoke, her voice showing how much she was suffering. "The Poppy is an intense flower that often grows on battlefields, one of the first to bloom... So we can understand and feel a lot when it has something to do with death." James began to explain as Samira approached.

Even Seraphina, usually composed, couldn't conceal her disbelief at the unexpected results. Aslaug, growing irritated, was about to speak when she noticed Randal trying to suppress his laughter. Amusement replaced her anger, and she decided to let Randal take the opportunity to explain. Randal didn't hesitate to face his fellow examinees and provide an explanation. "The plant they let us take care of is called Midnight Bloom. It is a special plant. It has a very short lifespan—about three weeks. This made them very rare to see around. I’m actually not surprised to see the most powerful pack have that kind of plant. In the first two weeks, the plant would bloom healthily. It will display its

Rei said. “That could be the way to expel your friends, leaving them here.” Tris pulled his phone out to call Kyle. “We are with the twins. Rei is talking about another blossom he saw when they were last here. Is there any way we can use it to get Shyfter and Anaki out of them and keep them here?” Tris asked in a hushed tone. “What did the other blossom look like?” Artemis asked. “The 2 we had were more white and red, the 3rd blossom was the complete opposite, more red than white.” Rei replied.

He replied and waved it in the air. Aiden smiled. “Okay what do we have to do?!.” He asked. “We need a black rose, one hundred candles each with a different color. A blue rose and …” “Liam, hold up!!. Black roses don't exist!.” Helios said. “Neither does blue!!.” Marshal and Aiden said. “The exist!, the black roses Yennefer used are substitutes, she used the blood of a…” “A what?!.” They asked him. “A Brachiopods!.”

“Then we’ll just have to be faster.” By dawn, we were already on the move again. The mountain range stretched endlessly before us, every ridge sharper than the last, each step echoing with exhaustion. The path narrowed as we descended into the valley below, where the air grew warmer and thick with mist. Strange black flowers bloomed along the cliffsides—flowers that glowed faintly blue when touched by the sun. Aaron stopped to pluck one. “Well, at least the apocalypse has nice landscaping.” Sylra smacked his hand. “Those are soul blooms. They grow on the graves of forgotten spirits.”

The cool air burned against my skin, but I kept going. I have to save Ronan. I owe him that much. --- The air grew thinner as I climbed the jagged slope, rocks biting into my palms. Somewhere at the peak, it was said a rare flower bloomed only under moonlight. Lunaris Noctis, the Moonshade Lotus. A flower born from sorrow, thriving only where the living dared not tread. It was the only thing powerful enough to anchor a soul between life and death. I reached the summit, chest burning, lungs aching. The hilltop shimmered under the light of the full moon and there it was.

“Why? You have no appointment. It’s busy here.” “Yeah?” she pouted a bit, thinking over it for a moment. “Eh, what about that guy? The guy who’s obsessed with playing computer games? Is he working here at the moment?” She had a bit of suspicion of that guy she was talking about, Oswald. He looked like he knew a lot about computers and technology whatever he does in his life. Or maybe Theo hired people from the outside? “They’re out of town, I’m the only one currently here.” Yohan was a bit of a cold person but Selene wasn’t fazed.

As the first hint of light began to touch the eastern horizon, something happened that hadn't happened in ten million years. The *Luna-Bloom*—a rare flower we had brought from the mainland mountains in the early days, a flower that was supposed to bloom only once every millennium—began to open along the railings of the Observatory. One by one, the pale, translucent petals unfurled, releasing a scent that was like rain on dry earth and fresh honey. "Look," I whispered, pointing to the flowers. Leo watched them with a quiet awe. "They’re all blooming at once."

“You…deceived her? Many times she claimed I tried to kill her, you came to her defense, challenging me for it but you of all people know I would never hurt her.” Eros’s lips tipped up in a lazy smile. “It’s called Trust, brother. I needed a way to draw her to my side and you just seemed the best thing available. A little moonveil blossom here and there did the trick.” I shot a sharp look to Jega who stepped forward. “It’s just like I warned. The moonveil blossom can serve as either a cloaking plant or a hallucination pollen. Whoever your mate saw was a trick of the mind. Not you.”

A reminder that it had been already three years since she moved into the manor, since she became Ayla Chevalier. Usually, a night-blooming cereus that had been carefully groomed would need another year or two before giving its first flower, that was what Lyra said. However, this plant was special, Ayla had always felt a strong spiritual energy emanating from it. And that night, apparently, it’d bloom for the first time. It was extremely important for her to be back before sunset. *** She met her friend halfway to the city walls. “You look exhausted.” Estée pointed out. “Ironic, since you rarely go out for missions.”