Winter Flower Novels & Stories

"But the Trial of Fire is for the uncertain. My children are not a question. They are the answer." ​I reached into the small pouch at my waist and pulled out a handful of crushed white petals—Lunar Lily, a rare flower that only grows where the True Bride walks. I tossed them into the air. Instead of falling, they ignited in mid-air, burning with a brilliant, cool silver light that didn't smoke.

The tranquil setting of an evening gradually came into view before his eyes as the time passed. Every day, he takes in the splendor of the setting that he fashioned. But honestly, he always felt that this scene had nothing special to hold his mind. Perhaps, he was longing for the figure of the owner of this place, not the beauty of the scene. As he stretched his hand out in front of him, a flower suddenly dislodged itself from the branch and flew into his hand. This rose, which is a red velvet rose, is stunning. There is nothing that can be done to improve the shade of red that appears on these petals; they have reached their full potential. It is beautiful, fragile, yet thorny; this beauty

When the people in the village found out, they all rushed to do it. There are many flowers on the Flower Mountain. Taking advantage of the fact that now is the flower season, José takes people to the mountain to collect flowers every day. Those that are not used are dried and cured, sealed and stored in the store to use them in the winter. Flower Mountain After de Flores finished picking, he took people to pick flowers from several other nearby mountains. Until the two rooms dedicated to storing flowers at home are full, there is no need to worry about running out of flowers this winter.

But I am shock when he pulled a small white flower beside him. “It’s a winter pansies. I can’t buy a bouquet of roses for you because it’s winter and there is no such flower this season so I decide to pick you a special flower for the both of us” He explained while looking at me in the eye. “Oh no, it’s pretty thank you so much” I only said. It’s heart-warming because he still put an effort to find this flower for me. “You know there is a special meaning of that flower. That flower only blooms during winter and it means love and someone I know said that it is a perfect gift for a partner during winter so, please accepts it.

"The Everfrost flower is a flower that grows only on the peak of the mountain known as the Snow Lucradis. As for the Cecilia Waterlily, it comes from the country in the West, which we luckily still have in inventory." "Yeah, get to the point already. We don't have time for your grandfather's story. At the pace you're going, the King would be dead by the time you finish." Susie said as she folded her arms and glanced at Louis from the chair she was seated in beside Xander's bed.

That flower's core was yellow, as if it had a small, lonely sun in so much darkness. "Helleborus." Tinea said as she picked up one of the cakes with the flower on top. "One of the winter-resistant flowers, it is said that it was created because Mother Moon refused to see the precious flowers die after autumn. The Shooting Stars say that winter was born because of this mourning of the Goddess." With a fork the woman cut the cake in half, a filling so black as the flower dripped down the plate. "Many call it the 'flower that refuses to die,' but as much as its legend is beautiful, this flower is related to moments of inevitable sadness and loss, a painful memory that hurts the soul."

Beth flicked a flower petal and pulled lightly on a dead leaf, removing it from the main plant. "Yes, it has. I traded flowers with Lady Witte. A few primroses and snowdrops for pansies." Lady Marjorie said, touching the flower plant beside her. "Don't you just love this flower? They appear haunted, but are one of life's best. They symbolize nostalgia and remembrance." She stood up. "But no matter how charming they are, we would not talk about them, I think we should gather and source…" Beth walked farther, crossing over to the other side. She studied the flower the Dowager Duchess spoke of; her new interest. It had a distinct look of melancholy and thoughtfulness, and the more she stared at

There are also potted plants and decorative details that add a touch of life and style, blending nature with the building's architecture. “So, do you like it?” when I hear Wolfgang's voice, I turn my head and look at him over my shoulder. Wolfgang is stepping onto the terrace too, but Hans isn't with him. “This place is so beautiful and very luxurious. Do you rent it out?” He shakes his head. “I don't rent anything, Chiara. I buy it,” Wolfgang reaches me and wraps his arms around my waist. “Everything I have in my hands, belongs to me.” Suddenly, fire ignites in my blood at an unprecedented speed. I desire Wolfgang in this moment, and he knows it. He's never had to hear my voice to know what

So she needs to think of another way how she can get rid of that woman. Roda was about to follow her cousin and Tom when the casket's cover suddenly opened. Her eyes widen when she saw a vampire rising from inside the casket. Who would think that what her cousin leaned on earlier was a casket and worst a vampire is lying inside? Although the vampire is very good-looking because being handsome or beautiful is one of their characteristics he is still a vampire who mercilessly kills and drinks human blood to fulfill their thirst. Roda's body began trembling in fear. She wants to run but it seems her feet was glued to the floor. All she could do is to stare at the vampire who slowly opened his e

After stepping inside and taking in the room full of colorful blossoms, he lit a cigarette and asked in a low voice, "What kind of flowers should I send if I want to win back a woman's heart?" The florist looked at the distinguished man and pondered for a moment before responding, "Roses and lisianthus. Roses represent love, while lisianthus represents eternity."