White Lotus Book Novels & Stories

Even a mere slave nowadays dared to throw stones at him. Feeling suffocated by thoughts of his bleak past, Lui Xian turned his mind to the time he had spent with Feng Shao. He remembered how happy he had been. Yes, there had been moments of fighting, but those were precious too. Now, he realized that Feng Shao was the most important person in his life. He believed that the heavens had granted him such a rare and beautiful lotus flower. He still wondered if he would ever have the chance to cherish him again.

Owen replied and the two guys quickly look at him with curious eyes "But, it will be a little bit difficult" he add immediately not to put their hopes high "I don't care about how difficult it could be, just tell me the solution" Douglas beckons "Well is not that difficult, it can be possible if we find what we need. There is a black lotus that grows once in a century, it is so powerful and can do anything, like bringing a dead person back to life and many other things. It is rare to find and only one of it grows in a century"

The Spring Flower Festival was in full bloom in the heart of the southern district, where the grand temple stood. The air was filled with the scent of fresh blossoms, the laughter of children, and the lively chatter of festival-goers. Alex and Eve’s family arrived early because they wanted to uphold the Carson family’s cherished tradition of offering prayers at the temple before distributing white lotus flowers to strangers while wishing them good fortune. The white lotus had long been a symbol of purity, spiritual enlightenment, and rebirth, and it was a flower deeply treasured by Mrs. Brookes, Eve’s late grandmother. For years, the Carson's had honored her memory through this simple yet me

If Sturbridge were here, it would all be easily explained to me. These lotuses were secrets of immortality, but Sturbridge's warning, about never using them except there was no other option, kept disturbing my brain. He repeatedly warned me about its fatal side effects. As it was something that could rewrite life and defy death, it would turn corpses into breathing bodies again. As I wanted to grab the lotuses and put them on myself so that they could be with me anywhere I was, the lotuses started withering, their power was gone. Every petal became wilted, and its light glowed gloomily until it died out.

And one of the simplest. A white lotus flower surrounded by water and circular green leaves. The water was murky, dark, as if monsters were lurking just beneath the surface. I had gone through thousands of pictures and videos of lotus ponds before I even picked up a brush. I wasn't satisfied with the result. I felt as though I needed to see a real pond of lotus flowers. Leo cocked his head to the side, his fingers almost but not touching the pure, white lotus petals that stood out sharply against the muddy water and green leaves.

Their relationship doesn't begin well, but with time, it all returns to normal, to her perfectly happy life. Happiness, however, does not last forever. ***** Welcome to an action-packed, adventure-filled world of high school drama. In a world filled with Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, and other supernatural beings. Take a trip with Josette down a path filled with laughs and tears, sacrifices and betrayals, love and hate. Discover The White Wolf's Sacrifice by reading my book.

Once he could see a little, he was stunned by what he saw and so was everyone else. Mercedes's body had risen in the air floating above them. Her body was limp and still luminous. The shocking part was the spectrals of the White Wolves that were floating around her. The golden runes on their bodies glowed brightly. Everyone was amazed by their majestic forms, including Felix. It was their first time seeing the great White Wolves, and they felt honored to be in their presence. Felix was worried. He thought the White Wolves appeared to take Mercedes with them. He was not going to let that happen, even if it meant that he would have to risk his life.

"The seed is that of the 1000 Blossom. What type of blossom, depends on the character of the person who ingests it." "Thats.. extremely rare.." Bai mumbled. He watched as Lan Su took the drink and finished it off. A small seed formed on her forehead. It was light green with a golden glow around it. 'She is even more important and valuable now! I need to put Ren in his place right now!' As Bai signaled for the others to enter, Ren stood up. Drink in one hand and the fan in the other. "Hi there.." *Crash!* Ren threw the empty bottle at the disciples' face. It shattered sending shards into the eyes of the others next to him.

Just thinking about the cool water cascading down his heated body made him urge the animal faster. He neared the secluded spot and stopped the horse. As he tied the reins to a tree branch, the sound of splashing permeated the air. Tall trees surrounded the pond, so he couldn’t exactly see who had invaded his bathing place. He hurried toward the water and the first thing he saw was an ugly gray dress laying on a rock.

But instead of old stories from my grandmother’s life, the pages were scrawled with strange symbols and sketches—shorthand in her handwriting explaining the purpose of different runes and sigils. Flipping through the pages, there were sketches of wolves, and the last page that she’d written in had a detailed rendition of a nightmarish wolf-beast that made my blood run cold at the sight of it, it’s eyes smudged over with charcoal in the shape of a protective rune. My heart raced when I realized what I was holding. This was no ordinary journal, it was a spell book.