Roses Are Violets Are Blue Novels & Stories

Although both the dresses she picked out for me were disliked by my mind and heart, The dull color grey, reminded me of the gloomy sky and my sad face. "Can I at least try the pink one I really don't like the colour" She pursed her lips grabbing the pink dress and handing it to me. I wore it and I felt somewhat better. "I don't like it. The grey one is better" I frown. "But mom" She showed me her angry face. "It's not your wedding Lilyan, We are getting the grey one" I clenched my jaw as she grabbed the grey and headed to the counter as I stood there.

++++ Black Tulips- A Crazy and Passionate/Obsessive Love or Romance. Yellow Tulips- An Impossible/Difficult Love or Romance. Blue Roses- A Mysterious Love or Romance.

Fortunately, they were not real flowers, or else, she should have hated them out of habit! After fiddling with them, Rose said, "Blue is too melancholic for me! But red, white, and pink roses, I like them all!" Rubbing the back of her head, Kevin lowered his head and planted a soft kiss on her forehead. "Got it. I'll get you other colors next time!" Sure enough, their relationship was getting better! Standing on tiptoe, Rose also grinned and pecked his lips in response. Then, the two embraced all the way, talking and laughing until they got into the car.

~Althea I stared straight into his deep blue eyes in wonder. They were so clear and pure, with no imperfections or specs in them at all. Blushing red roses lay on the table in front of me, wrapped in purple coloured cellophane, with a ribbon strung around it. They were wilting already in the heat, dropping down over my fingers as I fondled the petals gently. It was such a nice gesture. They vivid colours clashed with the blue plaid tablecloth and green placemats.

Is the first question that came to Liviana’s mind. Leo couldn’t help but laugh at the basic question, but answers nonetheless. “Blue.” “Pink.” Violet answers, an obvious one considering she was dressed in all pink tonight, a blushed colored silk dress clinging to her body, matching that of the shimmery eye shadow she wore and the gloss painting her lips. “Yours?” “I like Purple.” Livi answers after a moment of thought. “I bet purple looks great on you.” Violet says, looking the girl over. “I bet everything looks good on her, she’s hot.” Leo adds, and Liviana couldn’t help but blush at the bluntness of her words.

He had to offer the correct flower to the right tomb and appease Violet and her sisters. “Roses are true, but violets aren’t blue. Dandelions are mellow, while lilies are shallow. Sunflowers like shade and orchids are dead,” he read, then re-read it six more times. What? Looking at the epitaphs on all six graves, Zen read the names and identified their personalities from the quotes. Some were straightforward, while others took more time to decipher. “True love doesn’t exist, like roses without thorns,” Zen read Veiled Violet’s epitaph.

Moreover who listens to best friend until and unless some problem arises. Putting a full stop to my thinking, I went inside the washroom, washed up and did my morning routine.... I didn't put any makeup for obvious reasons, as i have surgeries to do and just went with a light cream and a lipstick of light pink shade.... It's actually one of my favourites... Although pink is not the colour I prefer as I am not a pink person... Well, I am black person... Let's leave as soon as possible otherwise I would be late... I went out not before locking my house and tried to look for a cab or rickshaw...

Sam rambled on and then drank juice to stop what non-smooth thing she might say next. " I really like the flowers. I didn't even know roses came in those kinds of colours." Katie said unable to stop smiling. " The red and white ones in the center mean unity. The dark pink ones mean gratitude. The yellow with red tips mean ' I want to get to know you". The violet ones mean Royalty and the lilac are for romance." Sam said very proud of the thought that had gone into buying the bouquet. She wasn't going to mention that some of the roses also meant 'love at first sight' and 'falling in love'.

It's getting stronger, harder to ignore. As I near her neighborhood, I spot a cluster of blue roses growing wild beside the road. My hands turn the wheel before my brain catches up, pulling over onto the shoulder. Blue roses. Her favorite. I remember the day I found that out. We'd been walking through the botanical gardens, and she'd stopped in front of a display of exotic roses. Her eyes had lit up when she saw the blue ones, genetically modified to achieve that impossible color. "They're beautiful," she'd breathed, reaching out to touch a petal with careful fingers. "My dad used to say blue roses meant mystery and the impossible. That they were for dreams that seemed out of reach."

The Blue roses looked like they belonged out of this world, Sonia walked closer to one of the bunch and wanted to pluck it "NO," John literally yelled on top of his lungs, Sonia froze in fear, turning around she looked at him with wide eyes "I'm sorry to scare you but these are poisonous roses, also as long as you are on this island, do not, I mean DO NOT attempt to pluck any flower or leaf, especially the blue rose," "Why is that?" asked Sonia