Silk Carnations の小説・ストーリー

I got all excited,"Definitely!" I walked around the shop. I spotted Iris, carnations, Daffodil, Aster which looked so beautiful. The small sized purple flower caught my eye. Statice. Which is also known as Sea lavenders. "I like this so much. How much is it?" "20 dollars." "Oh no. I just got 15 dollars with me. Can I give the remaining afterwards." "Hey Sam! You don't have to pay at all. Your the one who insisting on paying for flowers."

He decided to explain to him what the different flowers symbolized, that way he would be able to decide that which suited his woman. "Mister, this type is called carnations. These ruffly flowers are perfect for the romantic. The white and pink carnations are popular amongst highschoolers during valentine's day. And, they do stand for new love and have a cheerful blossom." "This type, lavender, is given to others to show devotion. The scent is calming and is also great for anyone who needs calming or stress relief."

Jessie leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper, “We act.” Jessie stood in front of the full-length mirror in her room, her fingers trailing lightly over the smooth fabric of her gown. The eggshell A-line dress hugged her curves perfectly, the nude color blending seamlessly with her skin, creating an illusion of barely wearing anything. Her red hair cascaded in loose waves around her shoulders, adding a fiery contrast to the softness of her attire.

Chapter 1: Lace and Liquor The first mistake was wearing red. Not just any red—a blood-silk dress that clung to my hips like it knew all my secrets. I hadn’t meant to stand out at the company’s exclusive gala, but the boutique only had two sizes left. One too small, the other scandalously tight. Guess which I picked. The second mistake? Turning too fast with a glass of champagne in my hand and crashing straight into a brick wall of muscle wearing an Armani tux.

"Do you have any flowers that mean love?" Her eyes lit up at the question, making her nod eagerly as she darted off into the garden outside of her shop. Within seconds, she came back with an armful of white flowers with dashes of a light pink tint in the center. She happily explained, "These are carnations, which represent everlasting and unconditional love. They're actually my favorite, so I prefer not to give them away. But I'll make an exception for you because you are my most frequent customer, and I love hearing about your relationship with this little Jane of yours."

Dante knew my favourite flower and knew floriculture was my hobby, that’s why he had these attached; he realized only I would figure out the significance behind them: Yellow carnations signify disdain, white carnations signify death and Aconite, also known as wolfsbane and is incredibly poisonous - this flower signifies revenge. Disdain, death and revenge. What was Dante trying to tell me? “Isn’t it lovely, Sienna? He even knew sunflowers were your favourite!” My mother says and I try to push the fear down with a smile. “It’s beautiful,” I reply, and my mother dabs the corner of her eyes before straightening her back and pulling the veil over my face. I take the corner of my veil and tear a

Although both the dresses she picked out for me were disliked by my mind and heart, The dull color grey, reminded me of the gloomy sky and my sad face. "Can I at least try the pink one I really don't like the colour" She pursed her lips grabbing the pink dress and handing it to me. I wore it and I felt somewhat better. "I don't like it. The grey one is better" I frown. "But mom" She showed me her angry face. "It's not your wedding Lilyan, We are getting the grey one" I clenched my jaw as she grabbed the grey and headed to the counter as I stood there.

Chapter Two: SIGHTING Later that night, Rojean dolled up to go to a place that was both a nightclub and a bar that everyone was talking about. She was old enough, for sure, especially if she was going to get married soon. But she was never the kind of person to go out on the weekends, to a club or even a bar and always preferred the comfort of their apartment which Lucas didn’t mind at all even when he wanted to go out. She was in a cream coloured off shoulder dress which stopped mid-thigh and hugged her curves beautifully.

"Thank you Harren ." The dress was one of the owner's best creation . It was pure white with a high neck with a necklace decorating around the collar bone . It shows her waist line perfectly and after that it opens up at her knees and has a tail attached to it which pretty long . It's full sleeves are made out of thin transparent fabric which shows her long arm perfectly and it goes well with her figure . The dress is made out of silk and other fine fabrics which is hand stiched to create a flower garden going down upto the tail by the designer herself . The dress glows at the sunlight making Seilin the prettiest bride in Harren' eyes . "I'm glad it is to your liking my Lord ."

What kind of scent was she missing? When she was about to leave, she noticed a tall flowering tree in front of the yard. The whole tree was covered with red flowers, and the odd part was that one could not see a single green leaf. Sharon could not help her curiosity. She walked over to it to take a closer look. The huge blossoming flowers were charming and enchanting, utterly gorgeous. The tree seemed familiar to her, and she tried to rack her brain to remember its name. Ultimately, she figured it out. She realized it was a silk-cotton tree.