White Lotus Novels & Stories

LOTUS The lotus flower is a survivor; it emerges from the murky waters to seek the warmth and nutrition of light. My name is Lotus Wettin, just like the lotus flower. emerged from the murky waters, I'm a survivor but I'm confident I haven't found the warmth and sustenance of light that I require to be happy. This is the story of my life….

He didn’t have to worry about facing the wrath of that twisted diabolical man. The old master opened the wooden box as everyone was distracted and peered inside the box; on the red velvety surface was a pure white snow lotus, emitting a rather rich spiritual energy. The smell was enough to waken the spiritual guardian who was on his last leg. The old master didn’t waste any time as he placed his hand on the lotus and closed his eyes to absorb the spiritual energy.

The pale faced man inquired with surprise showing on his once expressionless face. One has to know that the golden dew from the yellow lotus is a rare substance, and is only used in a very critical case of soul dissipation. Besides that, not every one can get their hands On it. If it's being used, then whoever was going to be on the receiving end had to be in grave danger

Zeus said to me. "I am not going to mate with a low level Omega that would be bad for my soon to be pack" I said to Zeus. Then quickly pushed him to the back of my mind hushing him up, all of a sudden all my senses were on high alert. I smelt a wolf, I came to a complete stop, and I looked around but couldn't see anyone around me. I slowly crept around to an opening in the woods, that's when I saw the most beautiful white wolf ever seen. she was just laying down beside the pond. Impossible I thought to myself I've never seen a white wolf no one would believe me. "I can not connect with her it's like there's no soul in her, no one to talk to" Zeus said.

He met my eyes and I felt melting, so I stared at his chin instead. "Well, it's the lotus flower. It symbolizes purity and enlightenment. The lotus's ability to rise above murky waters and bloom beautifully is what draws me to it. There's nothing sad about it, just pure admiration." He gave my hip a gentle squeeze. "You seem to have so many questions today, mate." He lifted my face to see my eyes and thumbed my chin. "And to your unanswered question, yes, we had shared a woman before."

They are tough and overcome more than they look capable of. Baby’s breath is also connected to magic, and witches use it in love potions. They also provide the gift of calmness, serenity, love and protection. *Pink Angel-Lotus: The most spiritual flower. This flower is seen throughout the realm of Flora. This flower has the sacred gift of purity, rebirth and strength. It’s also part of Timika's spiritual journey; she is still this little blossom with her true powers brewing within. When the time comes, her purpose will come to light. A fully bloomed pink - lotus represents enlightenment.

They were ancient, so he was not able to recognize them. “What is this, Ms. Custodian?” James was confused. The custodian waved her hand, causing the crisscrossing light rays and ancient scriptures to disappear. A black lotus flower giving off a black glow appeared before them. “This is a Demonic Lotus.” The custodian looked at the black lotus before them. The lotus was three meters wide and had nine petals. The petals let off a faint black glow from within them. James questioned, “What is this Demonic Lotus?”

I blurted out. “White Lotus pearl weed? What is that?” Lily's voice cracked up, and everyone in the crowd began whispering. “White Lotus Pearl weed? Isn't it the rarest herb that grows only once in a century? It is said that it can revive the dead.” As soon as these words escaped through one of the elders’ lips, all the Omegas and their mates rushed to get a glimpse of it. Their eyes flashed with jealousy and greed. Among them, Lily was the one who looked the unhappiest.

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.

Lotus replied curiously. "There'll surely be a reason, and do you know what the name of this scent is?" Anita asked. "No" "Pomelo," Anita said. "Pomelo?" "Yes," Anita smiled. "Let's proceed with our walk, no grim reaper to take you away anymore" Lotus said, putting her down. Anita led the way while Lotus followed. The bright streetlights and the moon sitting on the sky plus the stars kept fascinating her and she won't stop staring at everything.