Vocaloid V Flower Novels & Stories

“I fell sick and was unable to attend.” “Well, now you can pay your respect.” Gavin silently agreed. His eyes settled on the stone again, his view on it now different now that he knows its purpose. His eyes fall on the flowers surrounding it. The flowers are admittedly beautiful, but why? “Aster,” the alpha suddenly spoke again. “Sorry?” Gavin asked, confused. “That’s the name of the purple flower,” the alpha supplied. “You wanted to know why it’s chosen?” did Gavin say that out loud?

She was getting tired of people talking about her like she wasn't standing right there. Jimmy smiled and held out a glow stick first, then lifted his hand with the circle thing. Everyone stared at it. "It's a flower," Lexi said. "Helianthus," Ellie said. "I believe you mean, sunflower, Els," Brooke said. "Where'd you find it?" Alex asked. Jimmy grinned. "They're everywhere. Just small ones right now, but the further we went, the more we saw." "Do you know what this means?" Ellie said excitedly.

"Her majesty, I saw her in the passage near the Falling River. She was seriously injured and there was a flower with her." "What flower?" Amnisty doesn't answer right away. She and the queen already talked about this situation but they need to do it again to inform Dealla. She sighs before answering. I hate repeating. "It's Peony." "Oh, what a nice flower and it's the favorite of our friend, Amnisty. Right?" "You're right, her majesty." "Since you don't remember your name, darling. How about I'll name you Peony? Is it fine with you?" The queen strokes some strands of Dealla's hair. She puts it behind her ear. The queen stares at Dealla’s face.

He says chuckling, "Come here I'll show you." I grin looking up and walking over to the back of the desk. He shows me on his computer how to go to Flowers.com and pick out different types of flowers and how to send them. I can even leave a note, cool! I'll say it's from the name she calls me, Future Alpha Zavier or FAZ. I'll send her a bouquet of purple flowers for every day next week. I go back to my room and get on my tablet and order the flowers. I really hope she likes them!

Is there something wrong with what I suggested? “My name is beautiful itself so why call me Flora? Mamma mia! Non ci credo!” (My name is beautiful itself so why call me Flora? Oh my! I can’t believe it!) I was startled when her voice suddenly raised to hundred decibels at her exclamation. Alright, alright, I’ll just call you your name, you name-conceited CHLO.FLO.RIS. “What did you say? Didn’t I just tell you I can hear your thoughts?”

the subordinate explained. Dylan chuckled as he nodded his head. "That's why he is our new target." "It's impossible." "It's possible for Kentoki flower," Dylan said, and behind his mask is a grim smile. "Kentoki flower?" "Yup. The name of our product. A kind of flower that once you tasted it, you cannot stop thinking about it. And what happens if you couldn't stop thinking about it? Surely, you'll do anything to get it. You'll give everything to have it. Even your own wife."

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

She plucked a dark maroon flower, nearly brown from a vase and held it delicately. “Chocolate cosmos,” she said. “Smells like cocoa and vanilla. She’ll melt.” Voss took it, surprised by its strange, velvety petals. “It’s beautiful.” “You’re a smart man,” she declared. “Rare flower for a rare woman.” He paid, and as he turned to leave, she leaned in conspiratorially with a wink. “Good luck with her.” Voss walked out smiling. But the smile faded when he stepped into his quiet home.

These flowers were like tulips, but the flowers were lopsided or looking down, as if they had withered, and the tip of the petals were facing the upward. Kiyo’s friend who is a florist, Chie Haruno, hurried over to her from inside the store. The girl had curly dark hair and dark orange eyes. She was a little bit shorter than Kiyo, but she’s chubbier. She was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans with green floral apron covering her waist to the knees. She was bringing a small white flower between her fingers that looked like lily flower but with slightly wider petals. When she looked at the flower pointed by Kiyo, she answered. “Oh! That’s the Taihou no Hana. It’s cute isn’t it?” Kiyo giggled. “

But then, she relaxed a bit with the thought that Tega might be at it again, playing tricks like he was used to. She traced the hands up with her fingers like a blind woman, "Tega?" She asked, but no response only a giggling sound. She wasn't finding it funny. "Tega, would you stop already?" The unknown person lips and breath came closer to her ear after awhile and whispered softly, "Do you mind to tell me whom Tega is? Cause I am not him, Flower." Flower! It dawn on her that only one person calls her that. Also, his voice. She knew that voice so well. She would even recognize it in her dreams.