White Oleander Book Quotes Novels & Stories

🩷 ✨ The night was alive with the faint scent of oleander flowers drifting from the garden, their pale blooms glowing like ghostly whispers under the silver moonlight. Avyaan stood beside Aradhya on the stone bench, his gaze steady on her tear-stained face. Something about the way she sat there—silent, trembling, yet holding herself with quiet strength—sent an unfamiliar ache through his chest. He wasn’t used to this. He wasn’t used to caring.

Willow I wake up tucked into my bed, with a small bouquet of white flowers by my side and a bower or silvery blooms overhead. A note on my bedside table in a slanted script has my name on top. I open it and read: Willow, I hope you have slept well. I left you some sweet blossoms to ease any sorrows and remind you of me. There is elixir for strength and recovery in the refrigerator and herbal tea next to your mug. The herbal tea is a human blend that tastes good and soothes the nerves, but isn’t magical. Call me if you need anything, anything at all. I hope to see you at the grand opening, but will understand if you want to stay away from the club.