Watermelon Snow African Violet Novels & Stories

But I caught a flicker in his eyes—a dark, restless energy that told me he wasn't here for the accolades. By the middle of the night, the Ryder Global tents provided the first real warmth we’d felt in days. The rain had slowed to a drizzle, and the camp fell into a weary silence. I was sharing a small unit with the head nurse. As we laid out our bedrolls, I reached into my pack and pulled out a small, hand-stitched sachet filled with dried wolfsbane-root and cedar—herbs I'd gathered to keep the biting midges of the forest away.

The gesture reminded Vanessa so much of a dog, she couldn’t help but laugh. A row of empty pots caught her attention next. She hovered her hands above each, moving from planter to planter. Each empty vase was quickly replaced by a growth of stunning ice-crystal flowers. The heads of the flowers took the shapes of various snowflakes, each completely unique. Vanessa moved on to a large tree in the center of the room. Its branches were bare and its bark chipped off roughly. She placed two hands on its cracked hide. Magic began to creep up the trunk, slowly encasing the entire tree in shimmery blue ice. Thin sparkly leaves formed from the branches, each one translucent enough to see its icy vein

I bit out, unable to stay quiet any longer. Fucking hell I was going to kill her when she was sober. Instead of answering right away, Violet mulled over my question by humming some unknown song, lazily dragging her fingers up and down her sopping wet torso. The sounds she let out led me to believe whatever drug Lorenzo had given her was laced with Wolfsbane. She mewled and panted as though every brush of her fingers was bringing her closer to the edge. “Violet.” I snarled, and her eyes snapped open.

"These are all precious plants! There isn't a lot of them, even within the Mystique Realm. Maybe some were hidden in forbidden places or kept by certain Noble Orders?" "You people don't know anything! Why do I need you for then?!" Logan narrowed his eyes as if he was about to peel their skin with his sight alone. "Wait, I know Millenium Snowlotus! I heard it's planted deep in Silver Snow. The flower is the pride of the Silver Snow. It flowers only every 500 years. It can kill people!" the leader, Rylk, said. His companions, Lanz and Myple, nodded. Logan frowned. It sounded like the right herb—a flower that shone brightly and froze anyone who got close.

No wait, that's not the point. "What are the ingredients?" Mikhail asked as he shook his head to clear off the irrelevant thoughts and stared directly at Louis. "This is called the Everfrost Dying Wish Poison. The poison is made by mixing an extract of the essence of an Everfrost flower with a Cecilia Waterlily." "Erm... What's that..." Mikhail asked as he stared blankly at Louis. They sound like flowers but he had never heard of them before. It sounded so fictitious. "The Everfrost flower is a flower that grows only on the peak of the mountain known as the Snow Lucradis. As for the Cecilia Waterlily, it comes from the country in the West, which we luckily still have in inventory."

Especially one of the snow lotuses, which was known to be the best among the highest grade just by its appearance, tempted Samuel. Yvonne also took a fancy to the snow lotus and nodded to Samuel, indicating that he should buy it. "Sir, how much is this snow lotus?" "Three hundred thousand purple crystals, can you afford it?" The shop owner looked at Samuel's clothes and said disdainfully. Seeing Samuel hesitate, he sneered and said, "What? You can't afford it?" "No!" Samuel smiled and was about to speak when a big hand suddenly passed through him and picked up the snow lotus...

She nodded her agreement and said, "Good, these flowers are beautiful, I like the pink one. The red, white, yellow, reddish white and whitish yellow ones are all beautiful too." "This is a Snow Flower. It can be planted indoors with low light. Moreover, it is easy to care for and it flowers easily. It can be grown in water. It is excellent at cleaning the air of the room it's in," he introduced. "There seems to be no place in President's Mansion that has low sunlight," she reminded him. "At the east of President's Mansion. From 12 p.m, the sunlight will be blocked by the building. It's perfect for them to flower," he said.

Sasha appeared first, her jacket tied around her waist and her cheeks flushed. “Oh, you don't know how much we talked!” she announced excitedly. "You can't imagine how much he knows about plants! He taught me how to care for rose bushes without them getting fungus, and he promised to bring me some rare seeds so we can plant them together. Aylin smiled without letting go of Roman. “Rare seeds?” “Yes!” Sasha turned to Julieta, who was a little behind her. “What are those called that bloom in winter?” “Wild violas,” Miranda replied in that soft voice she had mastered so well. “Although the ones I have are a rare variety. You'll like them.”

She goes very still. “No,” she breathes. I close my eyes. When I open them again, Mara is staring at me in horror, the vial cradled in her palm like a viper. “Do you know what this is?” she whispers harshly. “Yes.” “This is rare,” she says, voice trembling. “It is illegal and lethal. Saphra, this...this is wolfsbane.” “I know.” She looks at me as if she doesn’t recognize me anymore. “You can’t,” she pleads. “Please.... Whatever you think you need to do....there must be another way.”

my body froze as her words settled in. Wolfsbane and Moon orchid. A poison. The same poison that Melanie and the servant girl had used the try and take me out. I shook my head. “It cannot be. Maybe you’re making a mistake or….” “I’m sure as hell of what that smell is. Any wolf with a sense of smell will be able to tell at first sniff. It has a potent smell in its natural form but in food….” She trailed off and it made sense. That was why it was almost undetectable in our drinks.