Sweet Dandelion Novels & Stories

"Even if you can't have children anymore, we can always adopt. I'll treat the child as my own." If I hadn't heard his cruel words earlier, I might have been deceived by his convincing act. I shook my head defiantly. "It's different…" After I eventually calmed down, he brought over a food container and said, "Selene, have some. I made this soup myself. You used to love it." Staring blankly into the distance, I numbly swallowed the soup he fed me. Just then, his phone chimed with a notification, and he picked it up without hesitation.

The faint scent of roasted carrots and herbs filled the room, warm and comforting, wrapping around us like a quiet embrace. But while eating, Dante suddenly paused. His fork hovered midair. He looked down at the roasted baby carrots I had made as a side dish. Then he slowly lifted his gaze to me, his eyes narrowing almost imperceptibly. “Did you use sugar?” I froze for half a second, the spoon hovering near Aurora’s mouth. Then I nodded. “Yes. About half—” “Half a teaspoon,” he interrupted calmly, tilting his head slightly, as if testing a memory. “And one and a half spoons of honey?”

My eyes widened when we entered there, I thought it was dark, just like in the movie, I even thought it was all big stones but I was wrong. As soon as we entered, lanterns were lit around, I was even more surprised to see various flowers in every corner, so the design of the place became even better. There were roses, daisies, lilies, but one never got past me…. "Dandelions!" I said happy to see the favorite. I looked at him smiling. "How did you know it was my favorite?" "To Sydney..." He said calmly. My smile widened and immediately approached them. I like it because when the wind blows, the petals of these perennial weeds are blown away.

she assured me. “Well, you don’t have to go that far,” I said as I nervously remembered my aunt Lily’s warnings about such sayings. “Okay, then, I promise,” she said with a knowing smile. I closed my eyes and drank down the potion. It tasted sweet with a hint of mint and dandelion in it. An odd combination for sure. As the liquid slid down my esophagus, I could literally feel the energy in my body shift. It wasn’t a subtle shift. It was more like a very noticeable zing that rushed through me to the point that I visibly shuddered.

as if I understood it. I looked at one of the dandelions and plucked it. Downheartedly, I blew on it after I wished to "Please be alive, Dandeline." I watched the flying and glowing petals of a dandelion going away with the wind. "No, that was not enough." I plucked another two dandelions and blew the petals. "For the kids, give her back to me." I always feel inadequate as I watch the flying petals. I plucked five more dandelions. "Help her find her way back to me."

Emilia grinned, "I find them my favourite plants. Don't you agree?" "Yes," Alice breathed, taking the pot from Emilia's grip. She inspected it carefully smiling. "They're my favourite plants too..." "I remember my science teacher calling it a 'Taraxacum erythrospermum' once. She had a right go at me because I would continue to call it a 'Dandelion,'" Emilia laughed, "Calling it a 'Taraxacum Erthrospermum' takes about a day to say." Alice wasn't listening to Emilia. She had gently placed the dandelion on the table and had started watering it, just like how Emilia did. She did it as carefully as she good, gazing at awe at the pretty plant.

It was creamy yet had a tantalizing kick of saltiness, making it the perfect balance of savory and sweet. The second one was the Lavender Honey Dream; a pale lilac scoop with a floral aroma, delicately sweetened with wildflower honey. It melted into a soft, herbaceous finish that felt like eating a meadow in springtime. It was lovely, but I wasn’t a fan of it, and neither was Lyn.

Their first stop was a colourful stall selling an array of sweets, from pink plum pies and candied apples to honeycomb bread and fairy chocolate. Sarang eagerly bit into a sour candy. His eyes watered immediately as he grimaced. “It’s so sour!” He exclaimed, tapping his cheeks. “But it leaves a sweet aftertaste. What’s it called?” “Sour and sweet drops.” Lucian replied, chuckling at Sarang’s reaction. “Careful, too many will hurt your tongue.” “We should keep some for young master.” Sarang suggested and sucked on his tongue. “Next year. The sweets will go bad if we keep them.” Lucian said and stuffed a daisy cookie in Sarang’s mouth.

Before long, Drosera lowered Ardina a little harshly. Ardina screamed in pain. She protested at the flesh-eating plant. Before long, the plants surrounded Ardina. He looked around. The mouths were starting to smell attracted prey. Ardina began to be affected by the fragrance that was released. Her head began to dizzy. His eyes began to fade. It looked shadowy as he watched the flesh-eating plants swarming over him. Ardina tried to stand up, then her body was very weak. Unable to move and powerless. "My body, why is my body so weak like this?" Ardina muttered in her heart. "Is it because of the sweet smell of Dionaea?" said Ardina looking up. The smell made Ardina a little more lulled and inc

She took one and bit into it, savoring the sweetness and the slight tanginess. As she enjoyed the refreshing snack, Golder glanced around the garden, taking in the beauty of each plant and flower. She admired the symmetry of the shrubs and the vivid colors of the blooming roses. She reached out and plucked a nearby daisy, twirling it between her fingers as she smiled at its simplicity.