Velvet X Orchid Novels & Stories

An orchid. I could see a woman with dirty blonde hair, that was more golden than brown, with natural-looking waves to her hair that fell well past her shoulders. Her blue-green eyes held an intensity to them as she stood over flowers of her own, orchids, in what also looks like a greenhouse. It's the smells that hit me. A cold shiver worked goosebumps all over my skin as Mylo's scent, his distinct cinnamon, apple, and vanilla filled my nose.

Instead, she reached for a small, simmering copper pot hanging over the hearth and carefully poured a steaming, deep red liquid into a ceramic mug. "Drink this," Karla instructed gently, pressing the warm mug into his large hands. "It is a restorative tonic I have been working on. I call it the Velvet Orchard – a blend of dark cherry bark, crushed orchard berries, and a drop of sweet syrup. It will help settle the adrenaline in your blood."

His brows drew together slightly. There had to be something. He leaned in closer again, inhaling deeper. Then he stilled. He had caught something. It was faint, almost gone, but there. Kael straightened slowly, exhaling through his nose, his gaze still fixed on the body, unblinking. "...Black orchid," he said quietly. "And vanilla." Harlan frowned slightly, leaning in a fraction himself but holding back. "A mix of both." Kael continued. "And last I checked... Leon didn't carry that kind of scent."

She took the flower in her hands, and the flower glowed. “Wow! It had never done that before…” She gasped, “No, because this is the first one you have accepted as my mate. The MoonPetal orchid is a magical flower…” I winked at her, and she nodded. “So you sent me the vial?” I lifted my eyebrows, and he nodded. “Our magic comes directly from nature, and I am an expert in herbs… I couldn´t let you go around your day with a hangover…” I sighed, and she giggled

After our little heart-to-heart, she returned to the Kartheca, so I’ll be meeting her there for dinner. With a snap of my fingers, a long-stemmed golden orchid appears in my hand. Every flower and the stem itself looks as though it was dipped in gold and has the sweetest vanilla perfume. No dinner is complete without a floral gesture, and I couldn’t think of any flower on earth that does my firefly justice, so I created one. As pure and gold as the heavenly blood that flows through her veins, and smelling of vanilla just like her. She also smells like orchids, hence why I decided it had to be an orchid. Yildiz had mentioned that she can see magic, so I’m hoping she can see this.

She looked at Dustin as though he was a rare treasure. How could such an outstanding son-in-law be allowed to leave? “I came to the McCall family for a medicinal herb,” Dustin said in a serious tone. “I’ve heard that the McCall family possesses a Bloodveil Orchid. I wonder if you would be willing to give it to me? I have an urgent need.” “The Bloodveil Orchid? That’s no big deal,” Jonathan said casually. “Please stay at our home, Mr. Dox, and I’ll have someone fetch it for you tomorrow.”

“You think Giselle drugged you? Both then and now?” I nodded slowly, the weight of the truth sinking in. “Yes. There’s a plant called Velaris. It’s rare, but it has the power to cloud someone’s mind, to make them feel disoriented and feel a sexual desire at the same time. It would explain why I couldn’t remember anything that happened that night.” Ryder’s face darkened, his fists clenching at his sides. “Velaris… that’s dangerous stuff. If Giselle’s been using it on you—”

The crystalline vines of the Sprout began to thicken, turning from a translucent quartz to a deep, fleshy emerald. ​"The Xylos-Pulse is a Growth-Hormone," Bianca Moretti reported from Vermont. "It’s not just talking to our minds, Aara; it’s talking to our Cells. The Shield-Ink in our bodies is starting to 'Bloom.' It’s shifting from a recording-medium into a 'Regulatory-Engine.'" ​I felt it in my own blood a sudden, vibrant warmth that made the golden-indigo lines on my wrists pulse with a life of their own. For the first time, the "Billionaire's Debt" didn't feel like a weight; it felt like a Symphony.

She did not really know what kind of flower that might fit to Gerald’s taste. “Alright. I think I will get Orchid flower, then.” Gerald quickly decided to choose orchid. Virginia suddenly remembered something. When she saw some pictures of Helena, she saw in few pictures that Helena was holding an orchid flower. Virginia believed that Gerald used to buy her orchid. “Orchid flower? I bet it is Helena’s favorite flower…” Virginia tried to guess the reason of why Gerald chose it. “You know it!?” Gerald was shocked. He then started to tell Virginia about the connection between Orchid flower and Helena. He sounded so excited to tell about that topic. He kept talking a lot about Helena and he look

Phineas gripped his fork so hard the tines bit into his palm. "Lavender," Xavier whispered, his breath a hot, moist intrusion. "Citrus. Standard Omega profile. But there’s something else, isn't there? A third, milky note. Heavy. Sweet." Phineas’s heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped bird. He didn't move. He didn't breathe. "You’re carrying, aren't you, Little Heir?" Xavier’s voice was a low vibration, meant only for Phineas’s marrow. "The Vane pup is already nesting."