Daffodil Stories

"You look like a bottle of champagne," she said, loud enough for the whole hall to hear. "Pale, blonde, fizzy at the top... and so, so tightly corked." Draco Malfoy decided right then that he either wanted to kill Jacqueline Cloverleaf, or kiss her. The fact that he couldn't decide was the most infuriating part. Harry Potter arrives at Hogwarts with more than just a lightning scar and a famous name. He has Jackie Cloverleaf-a Hufflepuff with the strength of a giant, the loyalty of a badger, and a heart big enough to adopt a lonely boy on sight. In this rewritten tale, the Cloverleaf family changes everything. With a father who is a war hero, a genius sister who can move the world with her mind, and a brother with super-speed, Jackie isn't just another witch. She's the emotional anchor Harry desperately needs, the confident big sister Ron never had, and the empathetic friend Hermione always wanted. But her biggest project might be the one person everyone has written off: Draco Malfoy. Because Jackie Cloverleaf doesn't see a villain; she sees a broken boy, and she's never been one to leave someone behind. Join the Foundational Four. Witness the rise of the Iron Puff. And watch as one girl's unwavering kindness proves that the strongest magic of all was love, all along. I do not own Harry Potter. Harry Potter in is the property of J.K. Rowling. However the OC's are mine. SS/PS: Complete CoS: Complete PoA: In-progress

Meet Mahnoor an ordinary girl with an extraordinary parents. When life - altering diagnosis forces her father to choose between his own health and her biggest dream, their worlds turns upside down . As secrets unravel and sacrifices speaks louder than words, Mahnoor must decide what truly matters. A story about love that redefines sacrifice, faith that carries you through the darkest storms, and the realisation that some flowers are irreplaceable. Because what is a garden without its daffodils?

The urge to jump, to fly and crash was etched deep within his skin his brain, the flesh of his lungs. The want to break into pieces and feel it all, the cool burn as the water fills him up inside and makes him whole as he distances himself from a heartbeat by the second. These thoughts fill Tyler in the holes created by others. The scrappy bandaging covering the wounds and scars left by himself and his head almost tingle at the thought of connecting with water. The fresh wounds that never stung, would burn when he would hit the water. ~~~~~~~ Trigger warning for mentions of suicide, self harm, cutting, and abuse. Stay alive frens |-/

Daffodils are a symbol of friendships. Friendships that are meant to last forever. Jackie finds it hard to keep a friend of his own. All they do is leave him, but he must learn to move on and accept. But will he ever?

My first collab poem <3 Thanks to @LuRay3 Making references to my poem, Not Like Them, and her poem, Send A Daffodil. The cover is completely mine :)

Sage Kennedy is a gardener. Raised on the land, she knows there is good in all things: she seeks it out. Elliot Parker is an athlete. Coddled by his parents, adored by his friends, and enamored with the idea of his own version of stardom, he rarely looks beyond the comfortable life he's created for himself. When these two worlds - starkly different but similar in odd, unsuspecting ways - clash as Sage and Elliot's paths cross, what will be the damage? And who will change along the way?

It all started with some stolen Daffodils... "What are you doing in my jungle?" I snapped. "Uhh," my question seemed to throw off Blondie, "Your jungle?" Sighing, I huffed, "Yes, my jungle. This large forest like area we're currently in is my jungle, and you're intruding in it. Why?" This caused an amused smile of sorts to cross his features, sending my heart into overdrive. Wait, what? No, it was only pounding furiously because he was in my personal space, that's the only reason why. "Well, this is my property so..." My jaw dropped. His property? He was one of my new neighbors? I needed to think of a quick retort, so he didn't think he could sass me like that. "It may be your property, but it's still my jungle. It has been for over 16 years, and just because your parents signed a slip of paper and paid someone a bunch of money doesn't change the fact it will always be my jungle."

ကျုပ်တို့ရဲ့တွေ့ဆုံမှုက daffodils ပန်းအိုးလေးကြကွဲရာကစခဲ့တယ် က်ဳပ္တို႔ရဲ့ေတြ့ဆံုမႈက daffodils ပန္းအိုးေလးၾကကြဲရာကစခဲ့တယ္

Dive into a world of golden splendor where daffodils dance under the cerulean sky, whispering tales of hope and renewal. This poetic tribute captures the essence of spring, celebrating the delicate beauty and profound joy that these radiant blooms bring to our lives. Let the daffodils remind you of nature's miracles and the simple joys that uplift the heart, turning each moment into a celebration of life.

evie loves daffodils, and apparently daniel does too.

Indeed it twas, for you I am. I enjoy the rush of winter and adore the seas at land, by why I wonder, by you I ponder, and by whom I yonder.

Testing only! English is not my first language, so sorry if my grammar and vocabulary are awful and cringe😞.... I am also not that rlly online here in Wattpad and normally I don't have a Discord but you can communicate with me on IG, my user is for_everwinta, I would appreciate anything such as improving my writing journey or getting suggestions and tips to enhance it😊✨️🙆‍♀️

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This story is set in a script and is a short story (like really short) About a girl who has something to tell her friend... Please give me feedback *-*

A poem on my first crush. I'll shall say no more

About the Author: Winter Frey B. Underkin was a curious traveler. Upon wandering around the world, many have inspired him to go on and fight for a terminal disease--- the reason why he visit other countries, to find that cure. This is his final call, that will determine if he live or die. ----DISCONTINUED----

"Is that a Daffodil?" Or in which Niall and Walker are waiting for Tacos and Niall feels the need to talk to the girl, so he brings up the flower in her hair.