Real Rapunzel Flower Novels & Stories

Listening to the beat of her heart, I slowly found a way to relax, and sleep came through. By the time the morning sun came and it shone on my face. Rapunzel was still sleeping peacefully beside me. It was her birthday, after all, she deserved a little gift. I knew that a cruel woman might want to come in and act like a good mother, so I had limited time to do what I wanted. I passed my tongue along my teeth and started to slowly lower myself to the sweet spot between her legs. She had slept in a small night dress and from our make-out last night, I knew that she wasn’t with any underwear.

Lady Regina said as she held a small piece of paper towards me. I slowly approached her and while keeping my eyes down, I carefully took the paper from her hand. The moment that my eyes lowered to take a look at the paper, I found out that it was actually a photograph of a flower. It’s mix of red and purple color along with the shape made it look unique. I had never seen a flower shaped like this before and perhaps that was why the Duchess was attracted to its exotic beauty.

“I don’t know. I don’t have any proof regarding that but golden wolves are too rare to be found. Our ancestors used to say that those wolves were magical.” “Magical?” “Yes! Do you know the story of Rapunzel?”, She asked, to which I quickly nodded my head. “Well, Rapunzel's mother was not the only one who had drank the medicine made up of those magical flowers. At the same time, one of the Luna in that period was terribly sick and she had drunk the same medicine during her pregnancy and then the pup born from her had the first golden wolf. And that wolf had the power to heal others.”

She is not wearing jewelry, so her simple appearance may be admired by everybody. "These are flower Lupins," she continued: “, as I looked at what she was gazing at. I've never seen a bloom like this before. It's a mythical flower. Those blossoms are tall and standing. The majority are purple, with a few being pink. She persevered as the few moved there. "Don't they look nice? They are, however, sometimes poisonous to touch."

Tara, Albert and Jasmine all were mesmerized with the astonishing adornment, all were filled walls inside castle hand painting of all previous kings and their queens, even ever sing each and every single corner from wall to floor were decorated with bouquet and bouquets of Datura flower which is also known as a ‘Moonflower’, a big crystal chandelier in shape of moon with tiny white colored candles was hanging from roof while every size of half moon shape candles were lighted around, a sweet heavenly smelling fragrance was lingered in air, sniffing which Jasmine closed her eyes in please and only murmured “Ohhh Lord… this smell is so good” Hearing which Tara chuckled and Jasmine opened her e

A five-layered dusty yellow diamond necklace adorned her swan-like neck as it played hide and seek for the entrance of her neck. The necklace stood out of her outfit still showing off her gown design. Her gown was hand sewn with the golden leaves of tri-petal Gandolia leaves paired with the Alivora flower which was Werewolves' mythical flower. As she looked at herself even though she most likely dressed up the way Vampires do… the style of the Werewolf race was completely evident. Her hair was done in a crisscross bun with subtle knitting of her hair in a unique way. She did wear a crisscross bun in Vampira but hair knitting was never a part of it. Indeed, the traditions might be similar but

"Summon Elder Pei and Beta Prime Marcus to the Royal Study immediately!" *** The Phantom Nightshade bloomed only once every five years. Its petals were a deep, bruising purple that emitted a strange, intoxicating fragrance. Under the moonlight, the flower seemed to refract light like shattered stars—breathtakingly beautiful, yet fatal. It was known as the Flower of Death. If a wolf ingested even a speck, their insides would liquefy within moments. Its cultivation was notoriously difficult, requiring a specific balance of soil and shade. Many high-born she-wolves in the Royal Capital had attempted to grow it for its beauty, but only one had succeeded: Beta Prime Marcus’s daughter, Cassandra.

After a closer whiff, I had to restrain my temper and not fling the bottle away. “There’s no vanilla there, the Itsaul White flower is the starter and the gardenia follows in percentage,” Perfume making and winemaking were one of the basic lessons royals like us had access to. From being that close to Zira this morning, I had been able to pick the most prominent flowers in her mixing. All they had to do was follow instructions. “Third Prince, we have used up the available Itsaul available in the palace and the flowers are not in bloom at the moment.”

A girl named Shira asked. " Tonight. Xander will be transformed in three weeks time. I will arrange your marriage with him so that I can save our kind." " This is good news,my queen. I can't wait to become Xander's bride."She happily left the throne room. Shira is a vampire. She is 100 years old but the fact that vampire doesn't age made her look like a teenager. Queen Kate and her father had been friends for ages. This friendship could have led to marriage but along the line Kate fell in love with a human.

“What were you thinking? Rapunzel? Really? Hiding out in a tower like some lost fairytale?” Don laughed and began to circle him, with his hands clasped behind his back. “You mock it now, but I know exactly what I’m doing. A tower painted in pink and purple, gold-trimmed mirrors, soft lights… one might think it belonged to a woman obsessed with princesses. Maybe even one who cried over Rapunzel.”