Scarlet Carnations Novels & Stories

He decided to explain to him what the different flowers symbolized, that way he would be able to decide that which suited his woman. "Mister, this type is called carnations. These ruffly flowers are perfect for the romantic. The white and pink carnations are popular amongst highschoolers during valentine's day. And, they do stand for new love and have a cheerful blossom." "This type, lavender, is given to others to show devotion. The scent is calming and is also great for anyone who needs calming or stress relief."

Horatio said. ''Doesn't she normally clean the rooms?'' Scarlet cocked her head to the side. ''Yes, but her scent was mixed with the wolfsbane, and the emotion I got from it was pure nervousness.'' "Why would she do something like that?" Scarlet ran a hand through her hair. ''I don't know.''

Its sweet scent fills my room, a gentle reminder of his thoughts. At the diner, it's always a delivery of another flower. Each time a single stem. I've received red carnations symbolizing 'deep admiration', white gardenias for 'you're lovely', purple irises for wisdom and compliments, yellow daffodils for new beginnings. Ellen, ever knowledgeable, shares the meanings of each flower, her eyes twinkling with excitement.

He was the one taken her into the company as a special case and every advantage comes with a price, and she has earned some enemies in the company. Soon, the listed people arrived at the new boss's mansion, and directly they were led to the huge garden. Scarlett gasped in amazement like others. The whole garden has blossomed with various flowers. All the variety of Roses, Dahlia, Petunia, Azaleas, Aster, Zinnia, foxglove, french hydrangea, Buttercup, lantana, lilac, and some more popular and precious flowers. The fragrance of the flowers has made the whole atmosphere so soothing and peaceful. All the tensions in Scar's mind just vanished getting close to nature.

"Wait..." She handed him a pot of yellow carnation flowers. Rufus leaned against the door with his hands in his pockets, observing her. He slightly raised his eyebrows and glanced at the pot of flowers. "A pot of yellow carnation flowers?" Rufus frowned. Doesn't she know that yellow carnations symbolize rejection? Leanor nodded. "The house feels so empty, and there isn't even a pot of flowers outside. So I thought..." Before Leanor could finish her sentence, Rufus extended his hand, and she quickly handed him the pot of yellow carnation flowers.

A bold, crimson bouquet. No note. No signature. Just one message, loud and clear. I wasn’t backing down. Not now. Not ever.

He tells me, moving to touch a small carnation flower. He holds it, looking at it deeply. “A red carnation flower represents admiration, and affection. It is said to be a sign of true, heartfelt affection.” And he gives it to me. I collect it from him, my face flush deeply in red. I feel touched in my heart. He is still trying to make up for his mistake. I stare at him, before hugging him suddenly, catching him off guard. The opening of the door interrupts Alex while he was about to speak. I take light steps from him and turn to the door.

Scarlet was in her dressing room, the atmosphere charged with excitement. At last, the night was here—the big show of Glass Roses and the grand red carpet event that cheered her winning return. Her stylist, Lydia, worked on her with care, every brush and fix made to turn Scarlet into an image of perfect looks. "Take a deep breath," Lydia said in a soft voice, calm while she fixed the fabric on Scarlet's dress. The dress was like a piece of art—a gold dream that made Scarlet’s smooth skin and auburn hair stand out.

But it was really difficult with everyone wearing a mask. Suddenly I felt a presence next to me and I turned my head to the right to look at the person. This girl was wearing a blood-red gown with beadings on her chest and a black lace feather mask. Scarlet! I remember how she acted when she saw that gown at the boutique. She immediately fell in love with it and also gushed about how Patrick loves the color red and how she was planning to blow his mind with it. It's also ironic how her dress matches her name.

I walked into the dining room to see a vase of white lilies, hydrangeas, purple daisies and lavender, making for a beautiful bouquet of purple and white flowers. They sat next to a small cardboard box. I walked over to it, staring at the flowers in both confusion and admiration. Seeing that no return address was on the box, nor was there any note with the flowers, I was further confused. I went back into the kitchen to grab a knife and returned to the dining room where I proceeded to cut the tape from the package. l opened the box to see a variety of German snacks, including riesens, milch-schnittes and hanutas, which were my favorites.