Sunflower Bow Novels & Stories

Where no one will hear her scream. I wanted to be alone with her. "Oh my goodness, they are beautiful!" She exclaimed, turning around as she was dazed by the beautiful flowers that surrounded her, "Look at this," She gasped, grabbing a giant sunflower and sniffing its scent. Sniff, baby, sniff. "I bet you haven't seen this flower," A dark chuckle rolled off my lips as I showed her the wolfsbane. "That is strangely beautiful, can I have a close look?" She said, abandoning the sunflower to examine the wolfsbane in my hand.

Ariane’s POV "What if we create a special bouquet to remember those beautiful moments?" Rani suggested, lifting a bunch of white lilies symbolizing purity and hope. I smiled, feeling a new spirit within me. "That’s a great idea, Rani. Let’s create something beautiful." We began to arrange the flowers with love, creating a bouquet that was not only visually stunning but also rich in meaning. Each flower we chose represented a memory we wanted to preserve, and when we finished, the bouquet looked like a colorful rainbow, a symbol of hope amidst sadness.

A subtle slit, strategically placed at the side of the skirt, peeked out just enough to reveal a glimpse of toned leg and a flash of shimmering gold sandal as she walked But the dress wasn't just about the color and fabric. Scattered throughout the chiffon were tiny embroidered sunflowers, each one meticulously rendered in a vibrant palette of gold and yellow threads. They weren't overwhelming but rather added a playful touch of whimsy to the already stunning ensemble. A single, oversized sunflower bloom, crafted from layers of silk organza, sat perched on the back of the dress, just below the shoulder blades, adding a touch of dramatic flair.

Alejandro handed a bouquet of sunflower to her making day more brighter. "Beautiful sunflowers for my sunshine." Alejandro chimed making her beamed. She took the flowers from him and started admiring them. "Ready to leave?" Emiliano asked her and she immediately nodded her head at him in agreement. "Y-Yes." she cheered loudly and tangled her arm with his.

Oh my God, I should have told him to do some prayer to Damon so that the bad evil spirits inside him would finally go out and leave. The whole venue was peaceful, with all the tall trees shading us underneath and the sky filled with varying colors of orange, yellow and red, blue…and almost purple. All the visitors have sunflower tied on their wrists and are all wearing yellow, as my sister likes them to be. The backdrop was also filled with sunflowers and on the aisle were archways of sunflowers too where Mira would walk her way to her handsome groom. “Need some tissue?” I was surprised when Damon suddenly appeared in front of me, handing me a box of tissue.

he said excitedly to the others. The one with black hair closed his eyes, covering the irises that were the same color as the night sky. “She’s here,” he said in a whisper. He turned to the other three, a grin on his face, and continued, “The Moonflower.”

These flowers were like tulips, but the flowers were lopsided or looking down, as if they had withered, and the tip of the petals were facing the upward. Kiyo’s friend who is a florist, Chie Haruno, hurried over to her from inside the store. The girl had curly dark hair and dark orange eyes. She was a little bit shorter than Kiyo, but she’s chubbier. She was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans with green floral apron covering her waist to the knees. She was bringing a small white flower between her fingers that looked like lily flower but with slightly wider petals. When she looked at the flower pointed by Kiyo, she answered. “Oh! That’s the Taihou no Hana. It’s cute isn’t it?” Kiyo giggled. “

Sunlight streamed in through big windows, making the place feel warm and cosy. Amara giggled when she noticed the overall aesthetic matched her dress- a simple maxi dress with spaghetti straps. With blue base colour and yellow and pink flowers over it. A bow on each shoulders. On the counters, there were big bunches of roses, lilies, and daisies, all smelling amazing. Tall vases showed off orchids and tulips, looking super fancy. The florist greeted them warmly.

Reluctantly, she pushed her car door and stepped out into the afternoon sunshine, feeling a little less overwhelmed when the warm sunrays caressed her skin, and the light breeze danced in her hair. Maybe this was all she needed. Sunshine and some light breeze. "Anyway, here," Scarlett tapped away on her phone, bringing up a photo of a massive bouquet of double-delights mixed with baby's breath and sunflowers. "I took a snap when I left them in your classroom. And I counted all hundred roses for you, just so you wouldn't have to. You're welcome." "Thanks," Marybeth grinned, briefly glancing at the photo before pushing the phone back at her friend.

I seriously needed to get used to saying his name casually—maybe even sweetly. He handed me the bouquet. I accepted it awkwardly, too shy to meet his eyes. It was beautiful—I've never seen such an expensive-looking arrangement. A huge sunflower stood proudly at the center, surrounded by dainty white blooms, all wrapped in pink and netted paper. I wanted to bury my nose in it and take in the scent, but I knew he was still watching me. Marie nudged me playfully from behind, nearly pushing me forward. Ugh. Too obvious, girl.