Wilting Flower Novels & Stories

Prisila uttered, trying to lighten up Eizlina's mood a bit because she could clearly see how distressed and disturbed Eizlina was looking, so she attempted to call her mind a little. Eizlina looked at her and saw her pointing towards a bunch of flowers. She didn't know their names. They looked unique and extremely beguiling. She had never seen them before, but their beauty couldn't keep the attention of her eyes for long because her gaze automatically trailed towards a flower, which had fallen from its plant on the ground. It was looking extremely dry and on the verge of dying. Eizlina walked towards that flower. Bending down, she collected that dried up flower in her hand and silently gazed

But I try to keep it alive and still water it every day. I sat down on the chair and looked down at the flower. Next to it is the black orchid I bought. I don't know if it's true, because I've never seen her flower bloom. How come, I don't wake up in the middle of the night. If you wake up, it's morning when the flower folds again. "Why are you dying? I'm watering you," I asked the wilting flower as if it would answer. It's a shame because the flower is beautiful.

“Oh, you're are only familiar with the red ones. Well, all I can say about the white rose is, it's beautiful, extremely rare, and expensive. One of a kind, if I may say. There are only few florists who can confidently tell you they have a white rose in their garden. I was only lucky to get them when a supplier called me and told me he was willing to sell at an outrageously high price and also the white rose signifies chastity, beauty, royalty, and purity. In the ancient times, royalties give it to women they intend to court or have picked some form marital interest in, especially when she's a virgin.“ “Thank you for your time.” They said as they exited the place.

and unlocked the door. He moved her going away from him...he was looking at her without blinking and taking in her beautiful and gorgeous self.. Her white coat that is her pride and signifies her hardwork to her patients, was held in her one hand... Her purse in other hand... A stethoscope, that was, is and maybe will be her favourite jewellery that she always carried around with her, was around her neck.... She was beauty with brains in herself. A perfect combination... No wonder his mom loves her more than him and would stay unhappy everytime Kiara or anyone bought up the topic of their marriage ceremony to be held...

I don’t know why, but it just did. But then I lifted my hand to the flowers and touched my fingers to one of the petals of a vibrant red Carnation. Within a few seconds the Carnation wilted in front of my eyes and the vibrant red turned into a dull brick brown color. And I knew that that’s exactly what I’d do to Anaya if I even breathed the same air as her.

The intoxicating fragrance seems to be emanated from the garden of flowers "Shook! Quick! Close your eyes! Don't look at the flowers, Run!!!" Audrey was reminded about a specific mystical plant described in their Plant Mysticism book. The description in the book, fits perfectly on what they are experiencing right now, The DEVIL SMILE FLOWER! It was actually a scary existence. It doesn't look harmful, but behind its harmless appearance hides its terrifying ability. The Devil Smile Flower is always in its bud form all year round. It will only bloom once it senses the presence of breath. Upon blooming, it will release a sweet scent but the most crucial detail is that, whoever saw the flower b

She gave me a sad smile before bringing me to the kitchen and given me my favorite pie. "We still have to get my and the bridesmaid bouquets did" My mother look at her, "You can ask Lily, She works as a nurse, I am sure you must have made bridal bouquets right?" I was about decline. I didn't have intentions to do anything. "You do !? How about you go get flowers of my choice and make us some, I can save up on the money then. They cost so much" "True," My mother said. And I nodded as my sister looked at me, "Thanks lily" I smiled. "We'll have James take you, he has been waiting for you" I felt my heart drop as I heard his name.

Lucian spoke in a possessive type of calm as he looked deep into my eyes before his own gaze drifted to this man, the once tamed darkness he held whenever he looked at me, now on show for this man who shuttered in fear before his beautiful eyes locked with mine again. “Convallaria Majalis or better known as Lily of the Valley, is one of the deadliest flowers you can grow, e-each area of the plant is poisonous and when crushed into a powder like this, it’s deadly.” I quietly explained what I knew about this flower and the deadly consequences it carries if not handled correctly, where in Lucian’s eyes, there seemed to be a mixture of emotions.

There's a heaviness here that doesn't belong, an oppressive weight hanging over everything like a thick blanket. I take a few slow steps forwards, looking more closely at the meadow. Some of the wildflowers are beautiful, their petals bright amongst the grass, but others are brown and wilted. A few are almost black around the edges, their petals curled inwards and their stems sagging towards the ground.

I walked along a hidden stone path through an overgrown courtyard until I stopped dead in my tracks. Standing right in the center of the garden was an enormous, glowing wisteria tree. It was breathtaking. The long vines of purple flowers hung down like glowing curtains, giving off a soft, faint silver light that lit up the entire yard. But as I stepped closer, my heart sank a little. The tree was rapidly withering. Half of the hanging flowers were brown and brittle, falling onto the damp grass like dry dust. The thick bark on the trunk looked cracked and dry, like the life was slowly draining out of it day by day.