Vocaloid V Flower Novels & Stories

Her fingers brushed delicately against soft petals as she passed. Alpha Villion watched her more than he watched the garden. A faint smile curved along his lips. “Of course it was me, my love…” Alpha Villion replied. “I gathered those from the distant mountains. It wasn’t easy to find flowers that bloom in your favorite color.” As he spoke, his eyes never strayed from Lila. She stood a few steps away from him in the middle of the garden, delicately cradling a purple blossom between her slender fingers. The flower’s petals were a deep, velvety violet, their edges kissed faintly with frost.

"So, that shadow... is a part of you that was possessed? But it's helping us?" "So it seems," Siron replied. "But we can't fully trust it." "What should we do with the sprout?" Kit asked. Elara opened Elandra’s book again. "According to the records, the Soul Flower needs three things to bloom: 'Unobstructed moonlight of the full moon,' 'A voiceless song from two hearts as one,' and 'Protection from a shadow that understands'." "The first is clear," Siron said. "The next full moon is in three days. The second... 'a voiceless song from two hearts as one'? What does that mean?"

Iris said, watching him move through the garden with obvious familiarity. "As I know them." He paused beside a bed of flowers that resembled nothing she'd ever seen—blooms that shifted color with each breath, petals that seemed to be made of crystallized moonlight. "This one Eleanor cultivated specifically for my needs. She called it Rosa eternis—the eternal rose." When he touched the flower, it responded with a note so pure and beautiful that Iris felt tears spring to her eyes. The plant's glow intensified, and its voice joined the chorus with what could only be described as contentment.

I smile at the thought of his comfort and decide to focus my thoughts on him instead of Wolfgang. Walking through the kitchen, I happily greet the women who work there with a wave of my hand and a smile. They all respond to me with a “Hallo!” which means "Hello" in English. Going out to the patio through the kitchen door, I already feel much better. I am excited to see Wolf's home and to enjoy his company. Every day I spend time with him, and even though I can't speak, and even though Wolf can't understand sign language either, he and I still manage to have fun. Those thoughts help me push away for a moment the cloudy memories and complicated emotions that Wolfgang's kiss aroused in me.

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.”

Reese stepped forward and bowed. “Such a handsome young man. You resemble alpha Urza a lot. While I associate your father’s beauty with black velvet petunia, when I see you, I am reminded of purple iris flowers on a fresh dewy morning,” luna Nesta said in a hushed dreamy tone. “I am a flower?” Reese asked. She chuckled. “Pardon me, son. I often associate people with flowers. That’s a huge flaw I have.” “That’s a beautiful flaw to have,” Reese said, and she laughed elegantly behind her fingers.

The First Vampire spoke and it was the first time I saw him smile as he stared at the empty wall at the other end of the hallway. "Elnea?" Curiosity sparked inside me upon hearing the name of a flower I've never heard of before. My question made The First Vampire chuckle. "Have you seen a sword, a fairy and a flower on the flag of Eleneas? What do you call it?" "Yea? It's a lily? What about it?"

"Happy Flower! What do you think you're doing!?' The giant flower turned its head to Vale it's face no longer smiling but was twisted into one of concern like a child caught with it's hand in a cookie jar. "What!? Well of course he's strong! Didn't you look at him, by the gods were your born yesterday!? Oh har har har, you were born less than an hour ago. Well take it from your senior, no one likes a smart ass!" Vale and the flower could clearly understand the creature as she argued with it. The non verbal giant Vampire looked back and forth in confusion it's eyebrow raised. Before giving a slight shrug he turned his attention back to Happy Flower dispersing his blood weapon he began slowly

᯽⊱❈═ A U D R A ═❈⊰᯽ It wants me well, it wants me badly, it wants me well, it wants me badly... That's what that poor flower was being asked as the burgundy-haired one plucked a petal, and then another and another, without even knowing the purpose or reason for it.