Wonder Flower Novels & Stories

I had never felt anything like it. Clovis was standing at the edge of the lake, her face glowing with approval. "You feel it, don't you, Wolf Mother? The connection. The power." I looked down at my hands, which were still glowing faintly beneath the golden surface. I raised them, and as I did, a small, intricate flower made of pure light bloomed in the palm of my hand. It shimmered for a second, then dissolved back into the honey. "Oh my Goddess," I whispered, tears of awe, not fear, streaming down my face. "What is this?"

Its petals shimmered with an otherworldly iridescence, shifting between shades of silver and pale blue as if capturing the very essence of moonlight. Lilly's heart raced as she realised what she was looking at. Moon Roses, the legendary flower of the Moon Goddess herself, were only meant to bloom once in a lifetime, but now a second one had appeared in front of her. At least while she wasn’t in a trance at first, and this one was like the first one, not like the three that everyone thought might be some kind of countdown.

“Not the ashbalm. Especially not now that it’s finally blooming.” My gaze darts to the flowers, and it’s a miracle. The white buds, still speckled with Eldrick’s blood, are unfurling into delicate petals as intricate as tatted lace, and they glow. The entire wheelbarrow is illuminated as if by moonlight. And the scent. It fills my nose and thrums in my veins. It smells like perfect memories and wonderous dreams. “Well, I guess it wasn’t the soil that was the issue after all,” the witch says, gathering her skirts and rising from a bench. “I guess it just wanted a different kind of watering.”

Alpha Donald asked. "Oh there's nothing magical about the flower." His wife responded in a wise tone. "Simply herbal just beyond our expectation." She looked sternly at all of us. "No one, and I mean no one else alive, must know about this flower we have in our possession. In fact, neither should the dead!" "Woah! Is it really that special?" Darius questioned and I replied to him in Luna Freya's stead. "A plant with healing properties beyond a witch's magic and good luck beyond a leprechaun's gold. Rare and beautiful, its scent alone could cure your sickness."

Wherever she is, she’s sure of one thing: this place is not for humans. Even though she's ignorant of so many things, they don't need to tell her everything just to know something. “Am I d-dead?” she asked without even thinking again while looking at her surroundings. In the place where they were standing, there were a variety of flowers of which she knew a few because of her grandmother. Ipomoea alba, also called moonflower or tropical white morning glory, blooms only in the late afternoon until night.

It have black stems but white petals. “So, this is the famous marigold flower.” Bella walked to it. “So, only one of these bloom every ten years.” She stared at it for a while, then suddenly she felt something tugging at her. A physical force was pulling her inside the flower. Her soul seems to be drifting into the flower. When she woke, she found herself inside the marigold flower. She was engulfing in its white petals. Feeling something swirling around her she looked at it. It was going inside her veins.

I reached for her hand, "now, you will feel it for the rest of your life." She beamed in gratefulness, facing me. "Do you want to know another fascinating thing about the flower of destiny?" Enthusiastically, I nodded. "It's almost similar to every other flower you see around but quite different. I have never seen it myself either but according to the witch family archives, the flower of destiny grows in a secluded and mysterious forest that requires a special spell to be seen by the ordinary eyes. The forest lies here," she pointed to a spot on the map, "it only blooms on specific nights of the full moon. This means that even if we get to the flower in time, we have to hope that it is its t

Opening the card, " 💝 You must be wondering who I am. Just keep coming. Don't worry, you're almost there 💝 " The short woman kept going until she got to a magnificent sight that made her jaws drop to the ground. Right before her was this beautiful and peaceful scenery; It was a whole landscape filled with flowers. It was like a flower garden where different kinds and types of flowers are planted and taken care of.

She questioned as she knew something was odd. “Those are flowers called Azzekeith. A witch’s favorite flower. It’s known to be one of the flower you’d found if you ever have the chance to go to Heaven,” he started his explanation. “Demons loves what they couldn’t have. Those flowers are one of it. But don’t mistaken it as something pretty. It’s a quick poison to kill.” “Then that child is in danger!” Belle gasped, quickly turning back wanting to stop the child from touching the flower for any longer but Leon had stopped her. “Why?” She whispered.

The cool air burned against my skin, but I kept going. I have to save Ronan. I owe him that much. --- The air grew thinner as I climbed the jagged slope, rocks biting into my palms. Somewhere at the peak, it was said a rare flower bloomed only under moonlight. Lunaris Noctis, the Moonshade Lotus. A flower born from sorrow, thriving only where the living dared not tread. It was the only thing powerful enough to anchor a soul between life and death. I reached the summit, chest burning, lungs aching. The hilltop shimmered under the light of the full moon and there it was.