Watermelon Snow African Violet 소설 & 이야기

"Not surprising. You'd have known if it was cheese or something edible though." I ignore that as he stares at it before looking at my neck, "Ha. Gluttony." Then he shakes his head, "Oh, Vanessa. I can't take this. I'm not one of you." "Well, you have to take it. It was Doc's gift, not mine." I say, smiling, "Plus, do you know your name actually has an ice cream flavour? Kiwi! Which totally goes with Kawaii. Who'd have thought?" He sends me a look, "Vanessa."

“Take these.” I shoved the blanket and bag of food under one arm and held her cups. She disappeared around the corner. I peered into the cups. There were flowers in them. One was blue, another white with a pink rim, and the last was yellow with a red trim. The woman shuffled back with a handful of water and poured it into one cup. She did this three times. “Calibrachoa, they are my favorite.” She took the cups and shuffled back to the doorway.

"I'm not making things up. This Six-Paths Fragrance is indeed poisonous. Or maybe it's more accurate to say that the ingredients used are wrong." "Wrong?" Ellena's expression grew colder, and there was anger in her eyes. "Maybe you didn't know this, Harvey, but the most important ingredient in the Six-Paths Fragrance is the legendary Snow Rose. Normally, this plant only grows on snow-capped mountains at an altitude of miles above sea level. While the Snow Rose from Servitas isn't harvested from the wild, it's still something we've cultivated through generations.

Now she felt as if this Violet color was slowly settling in her eyes and soothing her heart. "This?" Elsa asked, but she did not take her eyes off the flowers for once. "This flower is called Viola, and you won't find these flowers everywhere. That time your crying stopped immediately after seeing these flowers. Believe me, Elsa, you held these flowers until you slept, and look! You're still lost on them." Rose said and laughed. Elsa saw how everyone was smiling at her, which embarrassed her. "I. I… l loved it, aunt Rose," Elsa thanked her aunt.

he snickered. Mila pouted but ignored him. "Here," Mila spoke pressing the flower in his hands. Arthur stared at it with disbelief. "We should get more of these," Arthur whispered, staring at the beautiful blossom. Out of the fog, under the sunlight, Mila now saw how marvelous the flower was. It was neither red, nor orange. It was a mix of various colours and it felt as if with every blink of an eye, it was changing shade. "This is mesmerizing," Mila whispered, bringing forth Grace's wolf vision and seeing a rainbow erupt from every inch of the flower.

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.”

“Same-sex love and devotion.” “And this one? What is it for?” He reached out to the delicate purple flower, and, despite herself, she pulled it back before he could touch the bloom. He raised his eyebrow. “Aislen?” “Aconite,” she explained. “Also known as wolfsbane.”

I breathe, carefully taking them with both hands. His smile is soft, proud. “I hoped you’d like them. I grow them in the greenhouses the witches maintain. They're called hellebores. That one’s Fire and Ice, and the other’s Onyx Odyssey. I figured you’d want something different—something no other guy’s ever given you.” I grab a vase from the cabinet, fill it with water, and place the flowers inside. Then I turn, walk up to him, cup his face in both hands—and kiss the hell out of him.

All I could see was Princess Aurora pawing at him, leaning in for a kiss… Noah came to a sudden stop as we approached a bunch of ocean-blue, white-tipped flowers. Bending over, he pulled out one of these long flowers by the root and presented it to me ceremoniously. “Sky lupine,” he said, “incredibly beautiful but toxic if ingested. Handle with care.” He winked as he handed the plant to me.

It was Crystal. "Hey, Mom," Whitney greeted. "Winnie, are you free? Can you come to Lockwit Traditional Medicine with me?" Crystal asked. Whitney was puzzled and asked with a frown, "Why? For medicine? Are you sick? Ask Dante to bring you to the hospital for a check-up." "No, I'm fine. I heard the store restocked some expensive herbs, including a hundred-year-old snow lily!" Crystal exclaimed. "A hundred-year-old snow lily?" Mom, you care about this too?" Whitney smiled.