Skeleton Flower Myth Novels & Stories

In the center of the clearing was a beautiful flower, glowing in the moonlight. "What is it?" Andrea asked, amazed by the flower's beauty. "It's called the Moon Flower," Damon said. "Legend has it that if two people who love each other come here under the full moon, and both touch the flower at the same time, their love will be blessed by the Moon Goddess." Andrea looked at Damon, her heart beating faster with anticipation. "Do you believe in the legend?" she asked. Damon nodded, taking Andrea's hand in his. "I believe that our love is strong enough to withstand anything," he said. "And I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Andrea. Will you be mine?"

Suddenly, Miren's voice transformed into a song about the manipulation of the soul and the destruction of life. "The most gentle and lovely people in the world are responsible for creating the stunning irises that are known as the flowers of death. This intoxicating and alluring aroma is wrapping its arms around your broken heart. Those with feeble and pitiful hearts are looking for support for their unsteady hearts wherever they can find it. The blood that is currently flowing through you is beginning to heat up gradually. The moans of the dying are trying to bring your attention back to the reality of the situation. This harsh reality world no longer has anything that can stop you from mov

"This white one is known as The Coral Flower. It has a high form of healing properties. Can cure anything under the sun, as long as it touches the skin or enters the bloodstream, it will heal anything. A root near a river or a place of water and it will multiply." "I have seen this before." I said as my voice became constricted with emotion. Roman turned to me with wide eyes and I explained how I had come across the flower on my run yesterday morning. "We had the antidote this whole time and we didn't know?" Roman said, his voice laced with a hidden anger. "All the people we've lost, all the money we've spent trying to find a cure, it was right in our faces and we didn't know?" "Now we can g

“Do they know why great-uncle is looking for the phoenix’s clan?” “I’m not sure. But I believe it got something to do with the marigold flower.” Crown Prince chuckled at the silly idea that his great-uncle is still going on about. “Is he still going on about that dead flower?” “Yes, apparently he strongly believes that he can bring the dead back to life.” “Resurrection stuff is not something for anyone to mess around with.” “Why do you say that?” Crown Prince frowned and said, “Nothing.” He poured himself a cup of tea and sipped it slowly. “It’s just a myth. Nothing to believe about.”

"I found a flower inside it. Jeniece had mentioned it to me before, and I suspect she placed it there to cause this chaos. This flower is known as the bloom of the dead! It appears as a yellow flower bud that only blooms in the presence of someone who has passed away. It absorbs the essence of death from the deceased and disperses it, resulting in the death of an equal number of individuals as the number of petals it possesses. This is exactly what happened that evening, but what disturbs me is the death of the crows afterward. I wonder what caused it," she expressed her doubts. "That bitch is truly testing my patience!" I furrowed my brow in frustration.

"N-Nothing. It's just that, you are believing those myths?" "Why not?" She shrugged her shoulders. "We don't have anything to lose, why not try it?" She said while giving him a Dandelion flower. He was reluctant at first, but he reached for it when Infinity forced it into his hand. "They are called myths for a reason." He tried to reason with his wife, but she just ignored him. Infinity closed her eyes as she started to utter her wish. Elroy just looked at his wife while she was holding the Dandelion, eyes closed and seriously wishing upon a flower. When she opens her eyes, she blows the seeds. Her mood instantly changed when all the seeds flew away, indicating that her wish might come true.

Rose stood up in shock and looked at the bones that looked like human skeleton. "AI3, please tell me that this is not what I am thinking it is?" She muttered pointing at it. "You forgot that this is his precious Flower garden where he throws the body of his victims!" AI3 muttered. "Then why didn't you remind me when you saw me stepping in!!" She yelled out. "Sorry, I also forgot. The flowers are so beautiful that no one will think that here harbours such a big grave for so many people" AI3 said as Rose sighed and bent down again.

" Yes. That's what I am thinking but I am not sure yet. I hope my doubts are wrong. I hope they are not vampire." ************************ AN UNKNOWN PLACE A few people were gathered in a huge palace. A man, who must be a high priest, stood up to speak. "My queen, history has repeated itself under your watch. Your son has got married to a human, my queen, and she has delivered his children. This is chaos in our land." The man,Eribus, spoke in grief. " Eribus, I understand what is going on but my son doesn't know his origin. How can I tell him about the calamity?" Queen Kate explained.

Raphael asked, and my eyes lit with recognition. Yes, the Stardust flower. I had read of that too. It was said that demons hated the flower because it was formed from the light seeds of the stars. The book said the faes used it to stop The Cursed at that time but also said it doesn’t exist. It was contradictory. How could the faes have used something that didn’t exist? “Yes, it does exist, and it was used to stop The Cursed.” Liana said, and a small smile appeared on my lips.

Perhaps this couple were genuine parents who were grieving for their child. Just as I parted my lips to speak, a memory from long ago resurfaced in my mind. Perhaps they had mistaken me for their daughter because of what my mother had once called a myth when I was much younger. The myth stated that when two people with kindred souls suffered untimely and painful deaths, their souls would swap, and the one with a stronger will and a greater purpose would be granted a second chance at life. But it was just that...a myth... it was a myth. There was nothing in our lycanthropy history that suggested anything like this had ever happened.