White Lotus Novels & Stories

A bubble broke in the magma lake, but it didn't attract Chu Xun's attention until a refreshing smell of herb came. He looked back, and his eyes lit up. He saw that a red lotus was blooming in the middle of the magma lake. It was a Mysterious Flaming Lotus. Chu Xun was surprised. Judging from the fragrance of this lotus, he could tell that it was at least a thousand years old, and was superior to any upper-grade spiritual elixirs. It was truly a great medicinal herb. Swoosh! Chu Xun rushed toward the lotus at a lightning speed and grabbed it.

Something or someone was pulling the wind in. I quickly followed the direction of the wind and stopped. Elara sat on a rock, white silvery hair with a purple stripe flowing with the air. The moon casting a soft glow made her look ethereal. In her hands was a glowing white lotus, shining brightly. White Lotus: Identity detected. Elara Goldmane Host! Please let me sleep. Remember you still have a mission to complete. Go and sleep, the system cried, but I ignored it, staring fixedly at the ethereal beauty in front of me.

And as the moon crowned her in silver light, Selene knew the story had ended as it must. She was not theirs to claim, not his to discard, not anyone’s to bind. She was her own. The White Wolf Luna.

The appearance of a white wolf is mystical in shifter history. The prophecy claims that a white wolf is the guiding power behind a great change. These crazy men thought I was leading them to victory in some shifter war. “I’m probably just an albino, right, Doc?” He shook his head from side to side, making me feel defeated. “No. Beyond your white fur, you have no signs or DNA of albinism. The code for pure white fur is polygenetic. Multiple alleles are responsible for the expression of white fur. The probability that the exact combination for the trait is present is extremely low.”

I was in search of a mountain Lily and a purple vine lotus. The mountain Lily sure would be hard to get around here because we are surrounded by trees and the mountains are far off in the distance. I didn't know why I hadn't thought of that till now. I was sniffing around to check if I could find the purple vine lotus. It has an intoxicating scent like that of a spring flower mixed with paint. I was picking up a scent but it wasn't of the plant I was in search of, it was a scent of something old and ancient, something familiar.

Michelle walks in. "Sorry to interrupt, but did you order flowers, or can you check with Arthur if he did?". I look at her arms, and she is holding a small bouquet of a white, pointy flower. Mary gasps. "Lotus flowers. They're beautiful. But I don't think Arthur would have picked them out for me. He knows my favorite are Daffodils". I suddenly get an idea and start googling on my phone. Lotus flowers are the flower of knowledge. Rose found something.

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