Silk Carnations Novels & Stories

Ranfik was unsure how to approach the subject, while Sharmila followed his gaze and noticed the potted carnation, mistakenly thinking they were roses. She curiously inquired, "Are these roses from Ms. Chronos's boyfriend? They're so beautiful." Frowning, Ranfik corrected her, "These aren't roses; they're carnations. Perhaps she just keeps them because they're pretty." Once Ranfik finished speaking, he fell into a contemplative silence. His eyes fixated on the potted carnations that resembled roses, and a profound emotion seemed to well up within him.

I would never expect anything less from him. Silvan stalks towards Nathan and grabs his collar, almost sending the man on his tippy toes. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” He growls. Anger propels me to act. “And what the hell do you think you’re doing, Mr. Rourke?” I ask, stepping forward. “I never complained about the flowers.” I lean forward and grab the bouquet with both hands, giving it a slow, satisfying sniff. “It’s a gift. Carnations are indeed my favourite and I absolutely love them…!” ***

I looked at Coral, " was that......a compliment?" She laughed, " From Darrell.....oh yes. Mark the day– you've just been knighted." Coral poured herself another cup of tea, then glanced at the list again before setting it aside. "What about flowers?" She asked. "Have you thought about what you'll use to decorate?" "Flowers? It's winter so...." She smiled. "There a few that bloom if you know where to look. Hellebores are hardy and elegant–white, plum and deep rose. Snowdrops are delicate but beautiful. And there's winter jasmine– bright little yellow things that look like hope."

“Ivory ranunculus, Lady.” Katriel nodded slowly. “That’s the most premium variety.” “Indeed.” The manager smiled proudly. “Only a select few can get their hands on them,” she said. Going forward, this variety will be our signature springtime decoration.” Katriel looked at the flowers again. “Your standards are improving.” The manager gave a slight bow. “Thank you, Lady,” he said, stepping away. “I hope you like it.” Katriel continued looking at the flowers for a moment. Then, with a faint murmur, she went back to enjoying her lunch. “Of course I like it.”

He relaxed and smiled. “The Damsel is always there to save Prince Charming from trouble. I can see my marks have faded. Maybe I should do something about that. Something better so that others will know you’re mine. Don’t you think that’s a better idea?” No way is this possible. I only bargained for Sebastian Drew, not him too. Knowing fully well it was possible, I called again for the second time in my life. “Eric?” ((Yellow Carnation means Disdain or disappointment, Purple Hyacinth means Sorrow while Marigold means Despair or grief)

Winter's face lit up the moment she saw Alistair's adorable expression. "Winter, these flowers are for you," Alistair said, running up to her bed and placing the bouquet in her arms. "I picked every single one myself. They're all the prettiest blooms. But no matter how pretty they are, they're still not as pretty as you!" Winter pressed her lips together, smiling shyly. "Thank you, Auro. They're beautiful. I really like them." Carnations symbolized a wish for a patient's speedy recovery.

Without a moment of hesitation, I returned Elaine's polite gesture, squeezed Andrew's large fingers, and stepped toward the bed carrying a fresh bundle of spirit-herbs and rare mountain blossoms in my free hand. "Aunt Vanessa," I spoke softly, keeping my tone gentle and respectful. "I brought you some spirit-blossoms from the high garden. I selected pale pink carnations, bright golden roses, green bellflowers, and deep orange tulips—all ancient symbols of pack strength, healing, and long life. Try breathing in their essence; the scent is light and revitalizes a weakened spirit. They were freshly cut under the morning dew, brimming with vitality." I reached out, gently guiding the vibrant bou

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.

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.

When he entered, he approached the florist who stood behind the counter. “Welcome to Serene Seeds, how may we help you, please?” “I need flowers, Uhm… good flowers,” he stuttered and the florist chuckled. “I could help you pick some. Who are you getting it for? Your girlfriend, friend, mother, or…?” “My wife. I’m getting it for my pregnant wife. I need something that could cheer her up,” he said and the woman smiled. “That is so thoughtful! Then, I would recommend Gypsophila paniculata which is also known as ‘baby’s breath’.”