Ramona Flowers Novels & Stories

Luna Brenda came to stand very close to Roman before staring into her eyes that is the flowers "They are beautiful, aren't they?" Roman asked making Luna Brenda turn to look at him in shock "Are you serious?" She asked her son who was never interested in plants or flowers. In fact, he was never interested in anything concerning nature like his father. The reason his father became interested after a while was because of her, the love of his life Roman looked at his mom before saying to her, "I like flowers mom, do not look at me that way" "I shouldn't?" Luna asked before saying, "You never liked flowers. Tell me the truth it was Adrianna who made you fall in love with flowers and not just tha

Riche whispered before she finally began to lightly snore. During the way to the capital, Issei and Ramius came across a flower field, there's some weird Big eyeball like plant at the middle of the field though. But they both ignored it and just enjoy the sceneries, by the cliff they saw a particularly white, shining flower. It is a very beautiful flower. Ramius - It's said if you're sent one of these flowers, you'll find happiness. It's also known for being Eden's National flower Issei felt like he has seen a flower like this before, if he's not wrong it looks like just the flower on Riche's hair.

Claire looked at them and asked, “Rainbow moonstones?” Ramona nodded her head, “to help you with your sleepless nights. I know you haven’t said anything, but a little birdy told me it was really starting to have a negative impact on you. So just place a few of these little beauties on your nightstand and your sleep will improve.”

I grinned at him " You know me so well." "Just tell me why you're here so I can help you out, I need to get back to work.". He said "You're so impatient." I said, chuckling loudly. A small patch of flowers at the rear end of the greenhouse caught my attention and I moved to get a closer look. It was a rich dark maroon and had velvety rounded petals and dark brown centers. "That's the Chocolate cosmos. It's quite rare and has a chocolaty- Vanilla fragrance. It'll be perfect for a gift. " Cam's voice rang out from behind me, I didn't realize he had followed me.

She crouched beside the plant once more. Perhaps she was foolish. Perhaps she simply understood what it meant to be unwanted. The flower and she shared that much. Slowly, Maya placed her hand against the stem. The familiar warmth of her magic stirred beneath her skin. A faint glow emerged around her fingertips. Most Ronas could create breathtaking flowers. Golden roses. Crystal lilies. Moon orchids. Entire gardens bloomed at their command and flowers answered their charms as though they were made for each other. Maya never felt a closeness to flowers like the other Ronas. Perhaps because all of her flowers wither almost immediately. It felt…

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.

Abigail just noticed this Crescent Lake, bathed in moonlight, and she also saw the flowers and plants near the lake, as beautiful as a fairyland. "What kind of flowers did you like?" Ronan held her from behind and admired her beautiful profile, "I wanted to turn every flower, every blade of grass, every tree and every plant here into something you would love." Maybe she would have liked this home more, liked him more. "Ryker said that girls liked roses." Ronan's gaze fell on the scenery outside. "I had planned to plant ninety-nine different varieties of roses before you arrived, but I was afraid you wouldn't like them."

Kamrynn’s POV That night, I dream of Rmonica, and it’s one of the strangest, most vivid dreams I’ve ever had. I see her standing in a beautiful, sprawling garden, surrounded by vibrant, colorful flowers. She moves gracefully from one bed of flowers to another, smiling as she gently tends to each bloom, touching each petal as if it were precious. Her hands are tender, her face calm and content, filled with the joy of caring for something she loves.

Although when other men wanted to confess feelings to her some come with a flower but she never accepted any, but she did expect from Jacob who didn’t even notice it at all. She just felt like maybe she didn’t deserve it anyway. “Legends say the Lunara Bloom first appeared on a night when the moon touched the earth with silver light. Found only in secluded highland valleys of the Mediterranean, the flower unfurls for a single night each season, its petals shimmering like spun moonlight. Ancient nobles and poets believed the flower was born from the tears of Selene, the goddess of the moon, who wept for a forbidden love. For centuries, Lunara Blooms have been sought as tokens of devotion, bea

Hers wasn’t much better, but at least it looked like a bowl. Ramona sat across from us, holding up a perfectly sculpted vase that flared at the top like a blooming flower. Of course, hers was perfect. It had little painted motifs around the edge that looked worthy of being in an art museum. Sloane leaned over and squinted at it. “Is that supposed to be lemon trees?” Ramona smiled brightly. “Yes! Capri is known for its lemons. I thought it would be charming.” “Of course you did,” Sloane muttered, not quite under her breath.