Sweet Dandelion Novels & Stories

The man was standing at a height level with him as well. The man examined the flowers and found that some of them were ruined. He started to take the ruined ones out. "I got these for my girlfriend. She really likes white dandelions; now some of them are ruined," He complained. "Allow me to buy you another one," Oliver offered. "Don't bother, I bought the last one at the shop. White dandelions are quite rare around these parts," he answered. Then he stretched the hand that held the ruined flowers to Oliver. "I don't need these anymore," he concluded.

Eryna sets a small bowl in front of me… murky green liquid, sharp and bitter. I lift it to my nose and gag. “Smells like rotting pine needles.” “It’s dandelion root infused with low-grade wolfsbane. Not enough to kill, but enough to weaken your wolf if you’re untrained.” I raise an eyebrow. “And I’m supposed to drink this?” She nods once. “We test. Then we counter.” I glance at the second bowl… pale gold, smells metallic, and faintly sweet. “And this one?” “Contains trace thallium mixed with valerian. It simulates what your mother was exposed to… in small, sub-lethal doses.”

, I said and smiled as he pulled some rumpled yellow dandelions out of his pocket and gave me. “Here, to a beautiful miss. I picked them on my way to this festival and stuffed them in my pocket. They’re so beautiful, he said and giggled. “Oh honey”, I said quite moved. “This is so beautiful”, I said and opened my arms for a hug and he wrapped his little arms around me. “Do you like them ?”, he asked as I released him from my embrace. “Of course I do. I love dandelions. You’re the sweetest kid ever”, I said and pulled him in for a hug.

they said compactly. Lillian accepted the bowl, and her expression changed when she accidentally inhaled the scent. "What ingredients do you use to make this porridge?" "We put in the sweet potato sap, some castor leaves, thatch roots, and some hibiscus petals," answered one of the elves firmly. “Those are not the right ingredients. You should include ingredients that can restore energy like mint leaves or rosella flowers." "But we used to make potions for all diseases." "These are the right ingredients for topical medicine, but not for food." The girl handed the bowl back to the Elves. "Can you make more, please?"

For your strength. I take mine and sniff at it gingerly. I resist a sneeze when the sharp smell of allyenweed hits my nose but Saelyna doesn't. She stares up at him blankly and asks, 'What is it?' 'A drink,' he replies innocently, 'A favorite recipe of Madam Rosewood. Made of allyenweed, leaves of a rewan tree, a little of tubers here and there, and a great involvement of prayers to the Mother.' She still doesn't accept it. Ryon sighs lightly and he drops it by her side. 'If we wished to cause you harm, we would have done so a long time ago. Drink up. You need it.'

he answered honestly. Luis stroked his son's hair because was pleased to hear his answer. "And the name of this flower is Calendula when you grow up maybe you can find out for yourself all things related to the flower," he continued reassuring his son. Troye nodded again. "Then what is the purpose of you bringing me here? Does it have something to do with the Calendula flower?" he replied curiously, because still curious about his father's statement.

Leaves or fruit? “Don't feed her.” Manolo appeared at the door. He rushed into the house, held Shae, and examined her wound. “I'm sorry...” he kept apologizing to Shae, and he pulled out a dandelion seed and fed it to her mouth. Shae's mouth chews and swallows. “She eats dandelions?” I asked. “She only eats dandelions when she is very weak. During normal days, she doesn't eat but drinks from the spring,” Manolo replied.

Splash ! of water. Several horses clutter across the river crossing in pursuit of dying dark order, ambushing the attention of Christine. Flames of fire danced backwards from the pressure of the wind. Her muscle and tussle become restless. Her euphoria was incarnated by anxiety. She was bewildered by the actions to take. If it too runs where to? On the west stood a labyrinth that connected the whole village. If it to climb the tree she was incapable due to its slipperiness and flimsy branches. The tress served as are ethic of beauty to the serene. Full red flowers that wafted their inventible scent for anything that clanged to the atmosphere around it. This was the first flower gifted to her

"I'll do the honor to introduce you to it," "Den Den! Ice cream!" Sadie screeched on his hips before throwing me her innocent curious eyes, looking surprised to have screeched in front of a stranger. "You always promise her sweets on your every visit, but she gotta eat proper food first before ice cream." I pointed out. "You're just like my sister," he shook his head. I softly pinched Sadie's cute cheeks. She shyly smiled and leaned deeply against Arden's neck. So cute.

Honey and Gerald were not going to the Bahamas, but to the so-called popular elite party that Gerald had been raving about for months, and now that they had been personally invited by one of his business partners, he had decided to invite his girlfriend. He smirked as he watched as the host of the party glided down the stairs to his girlfriend, tied up-half naked and drugged up with the red substance the rich and powerful had been talking about, and yes, he did feel like he was on cloud nine. This "red happy pill" was a new product on the market. One of the masked females dressed beside him in an unusual vampire costume licked his ears and murmured sweet nothing. Gerald moaned as he forgot a