Rindou Flowers Novels & Stories

An ancestor of Akyran’s had a penchant for roses, and the gardens overflowed with them, their perfume rich in the air. We crossed through the gardens, our cloaks caught by the thorns, towards the side entrance. Akyran paused and plucked a night-blooming white Fae-rose, a bloom rare and highly sought after for its perfume and as spell components and protected in this garden by the king. Only Akyran would dare to pluck one of these blooms so casually. He pinched off the thorns and handed it to me. “Part payment,” he said with a grin.

They saw the monster hit its head on the water as the wave reach their feet. “Those flowers,” Geuron uttered looking at the corner on their right side. “What are those red flowers? Why are they only clogged in one place?” Niffa ask. “It’s called equinox flower. I have never seen one in the kingdom or in our way. I don’t know why Merfoy warned us about it.”

As I ventured deeper, the forest seemed to close in around me, like its trees were growing at a rapid rate to suffocate whoever trespassed. With my dagger, I carefully carved a path for myself, then I stumbled upon a clearing, bathed in a soft light that seemed to emanate from one of the very flowers I needed. The colors were vibrant, surreal, and the petals glistened with dewdrops. Taking a step closer, I marveled at one of the flowers of the seven I needed to find, a delicate Rose, just like my name. From what I heard, it was a rare species that only bloomed under the light of the full moon. I reached out, hesitating for a moment before plucking it gently, careful not to harm the plant. Ho

This is a huge income for the family. Jose's house is closest to the back mountain. The mountain is not very high and there are no big wild animals. The surrounding residents occasionally go up the mountain to cut firewood for home use. There are many sweet-scented osmanthus trees on the mountain, as well as some other flowers and plants. At a glance, the red, pink, yellow and white ones are very eye-catching. From time to time, the wind turns and blows this way. Standing in the yard, You can smell the fragrance of flowers from here, so several families around it call it Flower Mountain.

I smiled up at him while he led us towards the dragon fruits that Alexander and I had planted a few months ago. “Wow!” I exclaimed. “The flowers are blooming! Look!” I said as we stopped at the dragon fruits. The white flower, like a lotus, was slowly blooming. It looks like it stands out from every flower around. “Ah, I don’t have my phone with me,” I pouted. “Why don’t we walk in the garden every night from now on?” Giovanni asked me. “We could bring a camera and film the flowers.” “That’s a great idea,” I said excitedly. He nodded his head before leaning down to kiss my cheeks.

" At that moment, I found out that even souls could feel pain. I couldn't help but mourn for myself, and for my unborn twin children. Adrian seemed to want to say more, but Louis, already engrossed in his work, shut him down quickly, leaving him no other choice but to keep quiet. Putting on a pair of gloves, Louis crouched down and stared at my broken front limbs, lost in thought. On my front limb was a bloodstained ring—it was the matching couple's ring I'd bought when we first formed our mate bond. Once he found out that I wasn't willing to donate my bone marrow fluid, Louis had thrown away his ring in a fit of rage, flinging it to the floor. "Rena, I won't wear the same stupid ring as som

I breathed. "A sign of hope," Sebastian murmured, stepping closer to examine the rare bloom. "Moon Roses only appear at moments of cosmic significance. They haven't been seen since the fall of the Royal kingdoms." The silvery-blue flower continued to grow before our eyes, unfurling delicate petals that seemed to capture and reflect the light in an almost impossible way. As it reached full bloom, a subtle fragrance filled the room, clean and pure, like the first breath of air after a cleansing rain.

he said and they both walked to the flowers, it was just beside the tent. Rina studied the flowers properly, it was an hibiscus plant, planted next to the high fence. "Do you know how to use this?" He asked taking the secateur from her. She laughed. "Sure, I have used this countless times." "At where?" "Huh? Um, I'm sorry... I," she stuttered. "Enough, now to business." Before she could say ‘Jack Robinson’, he had already began trimming the overgrown flowers. What! Yes, the Prince was working. Jeez, she flinched and looked around, the maids around were sure watching, what was going on?

He said after we parted from the kiss, and I lowered my head to his hand, where he held a bunch of petunia flowers. “Rowan,” my breath hitched, my eyes widening as I took in the white flowers with purple veins, and I grabbed them greedily. “Oh my. Thank you.” They were beautiful, and I was bringing them to my nose, inhaling deeply. A sweet, kind of fruity scent hit me, and as I inhaled even more, I could only perceive a nutty scent. Rowan watched me with a grin as I practically inhaled the flowers like an addict. “Do you like it?” He asked, his voice sappy, and I raised my head to look at him.

I say. "Three days," he says. "When the plant reaches its full height — which will take at least one more season, possibly two — it flowers for exactly three days. The flowers are small. White, with a yellow centre. Unremarkable to look at." He pauses. "But the smell—" "The sea," I say.