Vocaloid V Flower 소설 & 이야기

Flora was mildly surprised, thinking to herself that even though that woman had gone mad, she could still play such beautiful melodies? After knocking on the door, Flora used the key to open it, trembling slightly as she pushed it open. She positioned herself ready to escape at any moment, cautiously peering into the room to see what was happening. To her astonishment, the woman who should have been insane was now smiling and gently singing, sitting in front of a grand piano, waving her ten fingers as she played a melody as smooth as flowing water.

That’s when I got a text from Venica. “Thanks for your help. Just want to give you a heads-up: Flora’s powers have been ignited, and they’re not dormant anymore. I need more information on her power’s progress,” Venica texted me. I felt irritated, knowing that Flora is a Nyx bloodline power wielder and not a mere human, information I learned from Venica. Not only that, but Flora's powers have surfaced, and I have to put on a good act and be her friend when I want her gone or dead so that I can be with Ryker.

“.…How about the flower that we were selling in Visma Nation?…has they been doing well over there as well?..” “The Flower….they are already flooding the entire nation by now…everyone were excited by it.”.(Special Agent Marisko) The Flower is a code name for a new addictive drugs that the A.C.I.A had made to do a lot of things, and one of it were to destabilized an entire country by making it’s population become addicted and thus plunged the entire nation into chaos. The Flower actually comes from a Yellow color flower, called the Dragon’s tongue, it has the same effect as cannabis, but with a tad heavy effect of long span hallucination and calming effects, those that use this new type of cig

"Ok, so see Victor said he tried to help you get with Akiaya but you got stinking drunk. Like what the fuck was wrong with you? Well anyway I went to see Victor and I happened to run into Akiaya so I tried to help you out and damn it she says I need to figure out her fav flower and the name of the song. Listen this how it goes 'I didn't think about my lady, I know that sounds kind of mean.' It sounds pretty catchy. Oh and the year. You have to give the year too." Takeyasu just exhaled and rattled of the name of the song and the year it came out. "That's the Pina Colada song. It came out in 1978. She really gave you that one line to figure it out?" he laughed softly. "She is still just as muc

“The vessel that ‘HE’ created, the one with the perfect body, all of this, all that you think that was the truth, was not. In this void, you are not alone, Daniela.” With the game that turns out to be a life and death puzzle. She touches the blade that she still pints unto her neck. Within a split, second everything is under her control. Her blade turns into a flower petal of the Sakura flower. Just then the flower’s sweet scent engulfs her, all along as it swirls faster around the person she’s seeing as her. “Just who are you.” Taking a precaution, yet somewhat to her heart is whispering not to.

his husky voice sent me into overdrive. I turned around, “Aelfred?” I hesitated, “Yes, flower…” He kissed my neck, “What are you doing here? Were you having second thoughts? Didn't you request the furthest room from me?” I barked, annoyed and hurt. He chuckled, “My silly flower… I can teleport to any place I wish; that's how I have been sending you flowers and the vial…” He sighed,

Can anyone predict what's gonna happen next? Keep on showering your love and support me. Lots of Love from LilFlower 💙

“You broke the fake.” The melody grew louder. Fleur began to tremble. “Turn it off! Turn it off!” “Confess, and I will.” “In your dreams!” She suddenly grabbed a fruit knife and lunged at me. “Die!” I was ready. I stepped aside and tossed the recorder onto her bed. Then something changed. The melody warped. It wasn’t “Für Elise” anymore, but a strange nursery rhyme. “What is this…?” Fleur’s eyes widened. “It’s… the song Yuki was humming before she died…”

“I’ve captured the heart of someone I’m not supposed to tamper with, and I’m here to tender a heartfelt apo—” A deep voice suddenly boomed through the speakers, cutting me off mid-sentence. “Am I too late... Flora?”