Ugly Flowers Novels & Stories

Pink, who was harassing the beastmen on the ship after unintentionally sinking the first ship by summoning the flower tornado out of excitement, shook her head. “So anti-climatic.” She puffed. Watching her partner end everything quickly, gave a bitter taste in her mouth. The flowers already filled the entire ship. The sensitive beastmen had to cover their noses with haggard expressions and labored breaths. The flowers looked harmless, but the potent smell of the flowers gradually messed up their minds and gave them a massive headache. “Yes, this is what I expect it to be. Suffocating. Painful death. Hah~ I love it. Too damn much. Fu fu fu. Suffer, suffer. Especially when sensitive bastards l

" Kiara , you said that the flower will disappear in three days . How were you so sure of that ? " asked leader Alan . " I have studied the certain conditions that poisonous plant I am searching for . The flower has a beautiful purple color and a golden circle in the middle of it . It is a breathtaking flower but is also very dangerous . It can kill even devils if its mixed with other toxic substances . Mainly the damage will be caused by this flower first . " said Kiara .

“Come in. I’ll explain it to you.” “Sure.” Tyr followed right behind Katia. Immediately upon entering, he smelled a unique fragrance. It was like none he’d ever smelled. It felt like he was surrounded by flowers, a rather intoxicating feeling. “What is this?” asked Tyr. Katia smiled. “The fragrance of flowers.” Tyr shook his head. “How come I’ve never smelled it before?” “Certain flowers can only be found around ancient graves. Some are incredibly poisonous, while others have wonderful medicinal properties. Their fragrances are very strong and uncommon to many.

Olivia wonders who might have chosen the flowers and cared to have all of them in the garden. There are even rare flowers like Forget-me-nots, Hebes bred, Flax Flower, Phormium tenax, Purple Flowering Hebes, Hybrid Cordylines, Arthropodium Cirratum and Coprosmas!! Not only the variety or type of flowers, but the arrangement is also with such precision that it looks as pretty as a picture. Whoever has this fascination of gardening or at least whoever has planned the arrangement of the plants and the simple yet eye soothing decors must be a person with a very kind and beautiful heart! A person who spends so much time amidst the nature must be a very creative person! An artist! Just like Olivia

He looks at me and then looks away again at the many other flowers there. “It depends on how you look at it. Everything has its time in life, doesn't it? There are things that we consider ugly and that, thankfully, “ he laughs “ are also short-lived, and there are some very bad things that are long-lived. I think I'd rather be a flower that doesn't last long, but that has brought beauty and perfume to the world.” “ That's a great truth. What's the point of lasting a long time and not having any beauty to show for it?”

Tybur very badly, he was also embarrassed to let Celica watch her grandmother yell at others. "I'm so sorry, Celica, that's what my grandma is. She always scolds Mr. Tybur and I don't dare ask what happened, so I never knew why she hated Tybur". Celica looked at Andy's face, then started to smile shyly so that her friend wouldn't be embarrassed in this situation, she wanted to help Mr. Tybur and Andy fulfill her wish, so she left Andy's room went to the upper house to solve the problem, the scene in the upper house was dilapidated and appeared many cracks, but Mrs. Ferty used her painting talent to paint beautiful pictures and hang them on the walls where the walls are cracked, and moldy, th

There was acres and acres of land spread out in front and back of the mansion and it made Rain wonder if she even had a chance to escape. She didn’t really give him a reply. They passed by a few menacing looking men who gave her weird stares or just straight out showed their lust. Does Alexander deprive them of women or what? It was a long walk but they finally made it to their destination. It was the most beautiful garden she had ever seen, one would think it was a maze but she could see where those plants led to. Bright red roses and perfectly trimmed grass paved a pathway to a small cabin. She had never seen roses grow I’m such a condition before but then again she didn’t know much about

But the smell; burning fabric, plastic, flesh, hit her like déjà vu. She stumbled back, chest heaving. Not again. From the hallway came a final, echoing scream, and then the unmistakable crackle of fire.

She sat on the chair by the bed and said, “Don’t you like the flowers? They’re so pretty. I bought it at Spring Blossoms. The flowers she has there are all very beautiful.” “I don’t like them. Throw it away and don’t bring it into my room. I can’t stand the smell of flowers. They stink!” “I think they smell great. I’ll head out to buy a vase and arrange the flowers later to irritate you with the smell. If you don’t want to die from the bad smell, recuperate properly and stop troubling the people around you. “Flowers don’t smell bad at all. Shall I buy a few durians to add its smell to the fragrance of flowers?”

What the actual hell? We were in some kind of twisted dreamscape. Flowers bloomed in every color imaginable, blue roses with silver veins, blood-red lilies that opened and closed like they were breathing, and tall, golden sunlotuses that seemed to hum softly in the windless air. It was hauntingly beautiful, like someone had taken a fairytale, dunked it in poison, and sprinkled glitter over the corpse. “It’s… pretty?” Tera offered from beside me, her voice unsure, like she wasn’t sure if she was allowed to say it aloud.