Six-leaf Clover Novels & Stories

Pushing backwards on his chair coasters Mac slowly exhaled, took out his phone and sent a picture to the crime scene investigators. After two minutes his phone buzzed. Poison Hemlock. Conium maculatum. The leaf was a green hand of splendid shiny skin, as if the perfect alien had reached out in gentle friendship. It was as supple as paper, perhaps more so, and in the strong light it was as magnificent as any stained glass.

Bucho knew so much about events that happened thousands of years ago, I made me more curious exactly how old this whole place was. Once I wrangled the magic into a more usable stream, I let vines weave from the ground and flow through the loops of the lanterns that were laying in a line. Once all of them had been looped, I pulled the vines up off the ground and into the trees. The vines wove around the branches about ten feet in the air. They hung at the intervals that Stacy had request and I added flowers, Bloodroot, to the vines. While poisonous to eat, they were a beautiful white petalled flower with a yellow center, almost like the daisies you found in the states.

Sadly, I haven't been able to find them with the naked eye so far, I got no choice but use analyze on plants that i'm not familiar with, in hopes to find something useful. Moon clover: edible, has a sweet taste. This one surprises me, it's just a clover but it's name suggest otherwise. I chew on it and... well, it tastes kind of funny, not in a bad way, but eating grass doesn't seem appealing to me. Silver flower: gives off a pleasant aroma. Its root has medicinal properties. This is exactly what i was looking for. Fortunately I still have my spear, I used it to dig a hole and removed the entire plant. Its root is quite prominent.

With a determined expression, she points to her selection, signaling her choice. Finrir, after a moment of consideration, nods toward an oxyplant featuring oval leaves. Its unique characteristics catch his attention, and he feels a connection to it. Tritan's attention turns to a particular oxyplant, recognizing it as his sister's favorite. With one of its many ancestors being an orchid, this oxyplant boasts vibrant purple blooms speckled with bioluminescent patterns.

The three of them were sitting beside each other, forming a triangular shape. Larch looked down, picked a small three-leaf Trifolium repens, and looked closely at its anatomy. His memory of his mother's last breath flashed back to his mind. He was a kid back then, and now that he grew up, he still cannot move on from the trauma it made.

Finally, Chief Virjan spoke, announcing our arrival. “This is it, Ari. The home of the Nightleaf.” As we reached the ground where the Nightleaf grows, I was in awe at the sight. The rare plant was everywhere, small fields of Nightleaf stretching out before me. I knelt on the ground, captivated by the beautiful flower with leaves resembling the crescent moon, and tiny white flowers sparkling like bright stars under the moonlight. It felt magically stunning, as if the plant's leaves were plucked from the night sky itself. The Chief smiled at my amazement with the magical plant they proudly cultivated.

That faithful moment that changed her and her sister’s life forever. Rie dried her face using the towel hanging on her shoulder and then walked out of the bathroom. She weakly sat down on the bed. She no longer knew what was happening. Rie was still drinking tea made of flax seeds every night. Flax seed was one of the major ingredients for a sleeping potion.

“Those aren’t even the symptoms our ill shifters are experiencing.” “I didn’t say they were,” I reply. “You’re not using the well-known flowering wolfsbane. You’re using ground cover wolfsbane, which isn’t nearly as potent but, long-term, can be just as deadly. And you’re hiding it under the cloves because you know that Dr. Jerim would recognize it if he saw it. The large leaves of the clove plant hide the wolfsbane but also provide enough sunlight in for it to grow while covering the scent to a degree with cloves’ more distinct smell.”

“You fight, you survive and you find a way to meet those conditions, even if it means defying your alpha.” She returned to the table and began wrapping the items. “These herbs will strengthen the mate bond, make the separation less painful. The crystals are protective wards, make sure to keep them close. And this…” She held up the vial of silver liquid. “….is for emergencies only.” “What is it?”

"Now is not the time to blame each other; we need to find a herb called Blood Clover, a species of the clover family that has a bright red color and is extremely rare." Diana doubted; she frowned. “Blood Clover? What is it? Why have I never heard of it?” “Rare than a four-leaf clover?” Evelyn asked. Lagan stroked his face, unable to hide his fatigue, answering the above two questions. "It is a scarce medicinal herb, which many people don't know is also normal; in the world, there are not many plants." The room was so quiet that even a strand of hair could make a sound, and we were all the same, extremely nervous.