Wallflower Novels & Stories

He held the power to bring a smile to my face when I was going through unbearable pain. It glowed lighter. revealing a pair of eyes, it was also a part of a burning fire. My lower lip trembles from all the emotions consuming me, he was here he was holding me. I couldn't speak and just stared at him. A black wing sparking with an amber glow rested on my forehead and a bright red flower landed on my chest, cracking sparkles around it. I had read about it in the Herbology book. FlammaFlos! It's a powerful plant and the Queen of Faerie guards them. I saw Cassandra but her sight wasn't clear. It's given for a new life.

Everything was normal at first, just walking, then some conversations here and there. But soon they started seeing more tall tress and flowers. Luna tensed up at the sound of a loud squeal. Adrenaline kicking into her bloodstream as her eyes frantically s an for any sign of danger. Only breathing a sign of relief when they fell on Daliah. Squealing and jumping in front of a red big flower. She'd say it's the biggest flower she had ever seen in her life. "It's a Refflesia Arnoldii." She looked back at the team with glowing eyes. Croaking a brow at the confused expression they all shared. "Refflesia Arnoldii....the biggest flower in the world."

He groaned sexily before the elevator opened on our floor. He took my hand and led me to our room. I gasped when we walked in. It was absolutely beautiful. It was set up romantically, but instead of roses, little white and purple wisteria flowers. I told him that they were my favourite flowers, and he notified me that my scent actually contained them. I was genuinely stunned. “So?” he asked, wrapping his arms around me from behind. “I love it, and I love you even more,” I smiled as I turned to face him.

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.”

They swirled gently from left to right, and then forward and backward, like a shy bride dancing. The flower was Roksolana's favorite of all the flowers blooming around. And some of those flowers include the Lilly, the red rose, the hibiscus, the coneflowers, the daisy, and the sunflowers. There was also the milkweed which attracts butterflies and other wildlife around it. All of which any other lady wouldn't mind gazing at. All but Roksolana. Even her maids sometimes asked her why she loved the flowers so much.

She smelled of wolf. Full wolf, not the suppressed register I was projecting behind the Switch, not the dampened human-baseline signal I was broadcasting as Lyanna Black. The real thing, clean and particular, the scent of a bloodline with depth in it, the specific compound of someone high-born and aware of it and comfortable with the awareness. My Silver Dawn receptors catalogued it automatically. High rank. Not the highest in this compound, but high enough to move through it with the proprietary ease she was currently demonstrating. I kept my face exactly where it was and did not let the cataloguing show.

It was—just more thoughtful than I would have imagined Zac to be. Zac looked at me again. He licked his lips. "Why did you get named after a flower?" He peered at me with warm eyes—filled with curiosity and intrigue. I had never seen that from him before. I looked at him for a second before looking back at the road. I smiled faintly. "Uh—jasmines were my mom's favourite flowers." I exhaled sharply, keeping my eyes trained on the road. "They were my, the flower he got on all her birthdays and other holidays. She loved them—so when I was born, I got the name."

Aunt LIL asked me "Her fur is all-white with black around the ears and green eyes. She is beautiful and different. I have never seen a wolf like her," I said "What do you mean?" Aunt Lil asked "Her wolf's fur has a five-star pentagram symbol on her right cheek that is gold," I said "That is weird; I have never seen a wolf with a witch symbol on them." Aunt Lil said "Is something wrong with me?" Rose asked worriedly "Of course not, Flower. It is just different," I said reassuringly.

Caesar casually asked, "You seem to like roses a lot?" Lola said, "They're delicious!" She put her hands on the cold stone railing, excitedly pointing to a red flower growing not far away, and told Caesar, "Ah! General, do you know that flower? Its scientific name is Pseudorchis albida. The stamens taste sweet. It's said that as long as an Alpha gives it to an Omega, the Omega will never be able to leave the Alpha. Many Alphas pick it by hand to express their love for their Omegas..."

"Just follow me and don't talk anymore. By the way, what is your name?" "Celestine Folks," she replied in a low voice. She was hesitant to give him her name but she was scared that it makes the vampire get mad if I don't give him her name. Trevor stares at her for a few seconds. Celestine is a good name for her. He thinks that Celestine is a celestial being because of her beauty. He had lived for a hundred years already but he just saw a woman with this kind of beauty. Celestine's eyes are black as night. Though he sees terror in her eyes he thinks that she was still brave. Because no woman dared to talk back with him. The woman he encountered only knows how to beg for their life. Although C