Winter Flower Novels & Stories

Nightfall coincided with the unfolding of dozens upon dozens of bright dew-covered violet flowers. “These are night widows,” said Hayden softly. “They’re not noticeable during the daytime because their outer petals camouflage with the leaves of the trees where they bloom. The inner petals cannot be touched by the sunlight so the buds remain shut tightly until nightfall when it’s safe for them to blossom and unfold. The dew condenses inside of the flowers,” explained Hayden. “And the drops look like tears and they can only be seen at night. Night widows. I understand,” said Corinna, without taking her eyes off the flowers. “But what do these flowers have to do with anything?” She asked.

There was no grass, and only bitter winds blew. The only visible things were the flowers growing on both sides of the road, appearing extremely beautiful and lush. Those were red spider lilies, also known as lycoris radiata, or the corpse flower. It was said the flowers bloom for a thousand years and withered for another thousand years, so the flowers and leaves never meet. Love transcended karma, and destiny dictated life and death. It was said to be the flower of the underworld, growing by the banks of the river of oblivion. It was beautiful, ominously so.

The letter didn't have a header and it didn't say from who it was either. It's the wind, can't you hear it? The sound is melodic, almost a whisper. Little by little, the voice turns brittle. Drop after drop, the tears don't cease to stop. The tune itself surrounds her, and like a spell her thoughts drown in the well. A soft murmur caresses her petals that are so thin, the light in her eyes slowly turning dim. The sigh of defeat makes the whistling howls of the wind freeze. Everything stops just as the rose falls.

Adolph took note, “Why?” “Because of how much the Rosa multiflora, mahoe, and the winter daphne resemble the oleander flower,” she said seriously. “It would be like wishing doom upon the wedding to use any of them and they’re staples in most varieties of petal jams! They aren’t used in any jam eaten at a wedding as far as I know.”

Tristan glanced at him and made a sound of agreement. So, it was a good thing they didn't bring her along. Next to the food and drinks was the flower area. Most of them were human flowers, but among them was a small patch of white flowers, surrounded by ice, emitting a chilly air and a faint fragrance. Surprisingly, those were snowfall flowers from Snow Mountain. When the snowfall flowers withered, their petals would break into small white pieces, dancing in the wind like snowflakes. It wasn't easy to bring something from Snow Mountain to the human world, so it tookFrancis a lot of effort to arrange this for her younger brother's birthday.

He supplied and a light seemed to go on. “I’m sorry what does that mean, is that just a name?” She asked interested and pulled out a little steno from her pocket and a pen. She wrote that down. She always wanted to know what the proper name was, and she called it a juniper lily. The flower looked like it grew out of a juniper bush, but had far softer stems. Not quite woody like normal juniper she’d seen. “More a name, it means forever bloom. They bloom even in winter, and can give temporary relief to pain speed up healing. No one has seen it in a very long time. How did you get it, when did you come over?”

she shook her head as she poured the purple liquid into two tiny glasses . "These are not white hibiscus .Though they look extremely similar.These are Snow Frost flowers .They only grow in -10 degree Celsius. In our kingdom in top of mountains .That too only some mountains "Snow frost ?.I have heard this word before .My mom used to make all sorts of experiments inside the castle and she would write all the ingredients and things she needed on a piece of paper and tell me to go give it one of the guards .I have seen the name Snow Frost a few times . "So what are we waiting for .Let's drink it "She handed me two petals of the flower and she took 2 for herself.She put it slowly in her drink and

I step aside to let him in and he leans down to place a gentle kiss on my lips as he passes by on his way to the kitchen. I’m sniffing the flowers as I follow him into the kitchen. “Where in the world did you find flowers in late January?” He turns to me with a smile. “They are called Winter Aconite and they grow wild in my territory. Every time I see them, the beautiful yellow color reminds me of Artemis’s eyes.” At that, Artemis pushes forward to show off the color of her eyes. Liam steps closer to me, putting his hands on my hips, his eyes darkening with Cyran pushing forward. “There they are, those beautiful eyes that I love.”

he said excitedly to the others. The one with black hair closed his eyes, covering the irises that were the same color as the night sky. “She’s here,” he said in a whisper. He turned to the other three, a grin on his face, and continued, “The Moonflower.”

Snapping back to his senses, Louis shoved Lily away and coldly said, "We found a badly mutilated body by the lake. Rena is dead. At my and Rena's home, I found your fur. Did you have anything to do with Rena's death?" Lily swallowed hard, fear flashing across her face. "What? Rena's dead? I've been sick this whole time—I haven't left the hospital! I don't know anything! "And besides, how can you be sure it's her? She hates me so much—maybe she just ran away on purpose and is trying to frame me!" Seeing Louis stay silent, Lily suddenly acted as if she had figured it all out. Clinging to his arm, she said, "I get it now! Rena must have run off with another male wolf! And to stir things up betw