Sunflower Bow Novels & Stories

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

Rose had slowly emerged from the shadows and clasped her hand around his. I watched as her golden brown hair fell in soft waves over her shoulders… Rose was beautiful, and as she walked him, the haunting thought that they looked so perfect for each other, mocked me. She had worn a flowing sky-blue dress and looked so innocent, but what struck me was the wreath on her head. A circle of moon-wild flowers, braided with silver stems… the Luna’s wreath, identical to the wreath resting atop my head. The symbol of Luna’s honor.

They probably representing personalities from the past— some important falk's, I guess. My eyes narrowed at the weapon they are holding. To my surprise, symbols are lying in there. Who seems to be different, depending on who's holding it. But when the sun suddenly showed up, one statue lures my attention. The sun made its simple red structure into a flaming crystal. A scene that I can't keep my eyes on. I looked at her hands and saw her magnificent bow and arrow, owning a symbol that made my heart skipped for an unknown reason. It's a blazing bird, a Phoenix.

Skylar snickered, dabbing the inexperienced she-wolf on the head before taking off a blossom from her basket and offered it to her. "Sunflower?" The toothless six years old girl beamed as she brought the flower to her nose and puffed the fresh fragrance. "Why you give me a sunflower flower, Sky?" She grilled with novelty. Skylar chuckled. "Your brilliant smile reminds me of the sun, and your eyes beamed along. I thought a sunflower portrays you better"

The host introduced it: "This 'Sunflower' brooch features a sapphire as the center and rubies as the petals, symbolizing life growing towards the sun..." Sophia's eyes lit up with interest. Buddy's birthday was coming up, and the brooch's symbolism made it a perfect gift. When the bidding slowed, she raised her paddle. The auctioneer immediately acknowledged, "Lady number 14 bids $2 million." No sooner had the auctioneer spoken than a clear female voice called out, "2.5 million." The auctioneer announced, "Lady number 61 bids $2.50 million." Sophia turned to see who was bidding against her and recognized Whitney, the woman Victoria had mentioned repeatedly at the church. Whitney hadn't bid o

The young couple was surprised. At this moment, Silas held a large bouquet of brightly blooming sunflowers, symbolizing victory. He grabbed his colleague who delivered him the flowers and asked urgently, "Hey, where's the lady who asked you to deliver the flowers to me?"

He had been paying attention to everything. Ben went back to the Variety app and searched for sunflowers. He found several florist stores. He picked his choice—a bouquet of sunflowers mixed with white daisies, wrapped in brown paper. And lucky for him, it was same-day delivery. The cutoff for same-day orders was 1 PM. It was just past nine. He had time. Barely, but he had time.

“It looks ugly, but it has the right structure. Well done. I have many bows in my army. I will give you one.” Nuri turned to a footman and said, “Go to the army and find Wayde. Tell him to bring the Sun Bow to the palace.” “The Sun Bow? You mean the bow made in the snow stove?” Doyle almost jumped up, “I heard that it was made of Arctic pine and gold and burned in the most famous stove for 30 days. I remember it was in the land of the Werebear, but I never expected it to be in your army. That's great!”

Muttering to himself, he said, "Let's see what we have here, just in case there are one or two things that meet our expectations." After the suitcase was opened, a bunch of golden sunflowers spread out on top. They were made of soft knitted yarn, with green oval-shaped leaves, brown stamens, and golden petals... The only difference was that two children were adorned on the jade-like stamens, a little boy and a slightly taller girl. No. 13's gaze never moved away after seeing the sunflower. Astonishment exploded in those enchanting eyes, along with many incomprehensible and obscure emotions.