Six-leaf Clover Novels & Stories

She was just a kid and she, much to Jonathan's disappointment, still hates Jonathan to the core. The moment Stefani turned her back to Jonathan and walked away from him, she quietly fished out a four-leaf clover from her jacket's pocket. She tried searching for this leaf for hours but still failed to find one. However, when she returned from a potty break before dinner, she found a four-leaf clover beside her plate. When she glanced around, about to ask who was it who placed the said leaf, her eyes stopped at Jonathan and noticed a few grass remnants and leaves hanging around his clothes. Holding the clover up, Stefani looked around. Knowing no one was around, Stefani stared at the leaf with

The house was empty and dark, I discovered it was evening time and almost sunset. I looked around the compound and discovered it had a huge black iron gate. I couldn't find the nanny or any of the guards around. It looked like the house had totally been abandoned in the middle of nowhere. I walked around to the back of the house when something caught my eyes. I widened my eyes as I saw pink four leaves clover like flowers. "Wolfs bane" I was beyond shocked to find the plant in the garden at the back of the old house. The plant was an extremely rare flower that weakened wolves when inhaled. It was a dangerous plant, and could completely take away the strength of a wolf if too much is inhaled

He ignored my plea, “I don't need much, just this really delicate flower, I need it for your ball.” I opened my eyes in shock, “Ball? Oh Lord,” I whispered the last part. Iff it weren't for the fact that he was willing to help me with the orb and I knew he could actually repair it, I would have taken my business elsewhere. I grabbed the picture he handed to me while he smile whirly, “It's called a Derfyle clove.” “It's a rare flower that only blooms every fifty years, so if you want your ball good as new, I suggest you get moving.” His smile was much more awkward with his beard.

The clover pendant on Harper’s necklace, which was originally hollow, is now filled with a single ‘leaf’. One-third of the clover is filled, and emits a faint light. And Harper feels a sudden surge of power pouring into her body. Like a wave of energy that lights her inside with a spark. And unlike before, Harper vaguely feels like the power is not going to dissipate. This seems permanent…

How could one not be envious of finding such a handsome boyfriend who could buy such an expensive gift? After looking around for a while, Lewis immediately liked a necklace with a four-leaf clover pendant design. Four-leaf clovers represented luck and were also called lucky clovers. "This one," Lewis said, pointing at the four-leaf clover necklace. "This necklace is called 'Lucky Love,' designed by the famous designer Frank, and it's from this year's fashion show," the saleswoman introduced. "It's 49,800 US dollars in total. Would you like me to package it now?"

Hundreds of pieces of clothes she had made over ten years, through all four seasons and countless nights, went up in smoke. The smoke filled the air. The courtyard gate flew open. Urgency flashed through Julian’s eyes before his expression hardened. He stared at the clothes that were still burning, and his eyes widened. “What’re you doing?”

She looked at him with a sweet smile, "Happiness." "Is that so?" Lennon asked. "That's right. In this world, there are only clover, no four—leaf clover. Legend has it that those who possess four—leaf clover will be blessed." After Cassie finished speaking, she smiled as she held onto the Four-Leaf Grass on her chest and looked at him. "I already have the Four-Leaf Grass, so I will be happy." Lennon's footsteps paused slightly as he looked at her with a complicated yet patient gaze.

Even Karly, as well as Terence and Sam, were starting to feel a bit impatient. "Tyrell, are your people capable or not?" Karly furrowed her brows, speaking with dissatisfaction: "The sky is almost about to brighten, and we still haven't found any trace of the Clover Frost Leaf! Stop dawdling! If we can't successfully gather the herb today, you'll have to answer to me!" "Clover Frost Leaf" was the name of the herb. It was said that this plant grew in a thousand-year-old cold pond, drawing energy from the cold as its nourishment, which made it grow extremely slowly.

And as far as Catherine could remember, according to Irish tradition, those who found a four-leaf growth were destined for good luck, as each petal in the clover symbolizes good omens for faith, hope, love, and luck for the finder. A perfect sphere of clique dew crowned the leaf, reflecting a picture of Catherine's face: grated and peaceful, yet the sadness was recognizable. When she flipped back the coin, the form of the mysterious man had freed himself and journeyed over to the cloverleaf, stirring the growth of a powerful root and even blurring the edges. She couldn't tell up from down. Her vision was blurry. And she felt dizzy. Her heart was beating faster and she was not sure if she was

I only know that they look beautiful. The ripples on the surface of the lake make the colours even more mesmerising, and the soft sounds just add to the ambience. The lake is surrounded by luscious looking green grass and wild flowers. I bend down to take a closer look, and I see that some of the plants have exactly three leaves. "Clovers!" I exclaim with joy and look up at Max. He gives me a subtle nod. I can't help myself, I laugh, I run my hands through the plants, and some of them bend over out of shape, I instantly feel guilty.