Plants Stories

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It was just another ordinary day in Japan, with people going about their routines. Yet, beneath this surface of normalcy, extraordinary events were taking place. Heroes around the world were resolutely fighting against evil, apprehending criminals, and upholding peace to protect the innocent. On the other hand, the Villains-the sworn enemies of the Heroes-sought to disrupt this peace and sow chaos wherever they went. The battle between Heroes and Villains, good and evil, raged on, but it was inevitable that a decisive moment would arrive when one side would triumph and the other would fall. This was a world where 80% of the population possessed superpowers, while the remaining 20%-ordinary people-were often treated as second-class citizens. This reality had become the new norm. But change was on the horizon. A quirky man, alongside his young niece, a sentient talking, flying, rocket-powered, time-traveling RV van, a sentient lawn mower, and an array of living, sentient plants, found themselves stranded in an alternate dimension. Together, they were ready to confront the sinister forces of a deranged scientist-a zombie doctor who had risen from the dead. . . . . . . . . . . (P.S.: Thank you for your patience as I worked to transfer this story to my new account. I appreciate your understanding!)

Zomboss has been trying new tactics lately, and it seems this time in a dire situation Greeny The Peashooter steps up to save the day!

ACCESS GRANTED. SUBJECT: Flora-Fauna Hybridization & Casualty Reports. The world has been swallowed by the Jungle. Humanity survives behind the walls of the Exclusion Zones. And in the center of it all sits the Conservatory-the school where we turn our children into weapons. THE EXCLUSION ZONE ARCHIVES is a collection of standalone horror stories, field reports, and recovered logs from the universe of The Conservatory of Thorns (Novel Coming Dec 2025). WARNING: These files contain graphic descriptions of botanical body horror and death. The Conservatory is not a safe place. CURRENTLY DECRYPTING: 📂 FILE 001: THE NIGHT SHIFT A maintenance crew goes dark in Sector 4. The logs recovered suggest that the ventilation system wasn't the only thing breathing in the walls. 📂 FILE 002: DETENTION Security logs and disciplinary records regarding Student Jace Kovan. In the Conservatory, academic dishonesty isn't punished with expulsion. It's punished with recycling.

youth grows on branches of mango trees. pluck them early green and bury them in rice baskets to ripen them quick. love grows on branches of guava trees. pluck them early green and they are solid teeth-breakers. pluck them late white, love melts in your mouth into pulpy relish.

Louise Aubin, an ambitious competitive spirit has worked her way out of the corrupt foster care system into a comfortable and vibrant life. Despite the lack of friends and social interactions within her daily routine, she's still alive and wearing a smile. Until one day, she learns that a game called Minecraft is multiplayer and she meets someone new. Lots of pancakes, sexy murderer discussions, friendships, and more.

Daphne never meant to meet Daisy. Just as she never meant to fall in love. "Love's a weakness, so why would I have it?" Amber would ask in a laugh. Until she met him. What happens when two girls fall into a story they were never meant to be in? (This is my second fanfic, and I do not own the series Greenwild, that honor belongs to Pari Thomson.)

Ever wanted to read poetry weaved into a story? Fret not, this one's for you! Follow Sophie, Cara and Emmeline as they embark on a graduation trip to Alora Island, unveiling the island's secrets and reflecting about themselves and their bond with one another along the way.

This is a religion that I personally created about my personal religious beliefs. It seems to me that no other religion makes sense to me and somehow I had created The Mano Zia Religion and it really explains about what my faith is. There is some mix of things that might not make sense to some people but I wanted to finally write it and to continue writing it until the belief system and all the devotions and affirmations are finished and starting here on Wattpad is just the start. I want to definitely share with others who struggle on trying to find the right faith for themselves and maybe The Mano Zia Religion will be the right one for them, and if not then maybe these Mano Zia Religious teachings will give them a different point of view on the world or of their own beliefs. Hope you like it!

Bethany hates books. She hates school. She hates her life in general. Her father is gone, homework is killing her, and Ms. Thompson seems to hate her. But when she finds a special book in an unusual library, it turns her life upside-down. Soon, she is faced with another problem that uproots and destroys everything that she's been wanting. New chapters every Sunday.

❛ × 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝, shoto todoroki shory story. angst. ❨ in our universe, our future has already been set in stone ❩ ╰► when love kills ×

"𝑌𝑒𝑠, 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠." Leaves grew alongside of the walls in his bedroom. Flowers growing from the ground at a rapid pace causing it to grow through items. Mushrooms growing on the blankets in which a small boy laid. From underneath the blankets the rising and falling of the boys chest could be seen. Flowers still growing around him he finally got up feeling something tickling him from his nose. Opening his eyes he looked around himself. His vibrant green eyes looked around the room. The plants seemed to confuse him. When did his room turn into a garden? _____ !No warnings as of right now! ♡Ships!♡ Iideku Kiribaku Tsuchaco Momojiro Toshinko Erasuremic _____ ヾ(¯∇￣๑) Bnha doesn't belong to me! It belongs to Kōhei Horikoshi!

When a young, ambitious landscape architect begins renovating the neglected garden of an old Victorian house, she unearths not just forgotten flora, but the spectral presence of Ally, a child ghost who uses the very vines of the garden to reveal a chilling, decades-old secret.

Are you wanting to start a garden but don't know where to start? Read this book to help you get a head start.

My lame art. And photography And could I just say-if you're looking at this you are very bored. Most of them aren't my original work.

Four young friends live in the peaceful kingdom of Florelia. Where plants grow in gardens and whole forests of fruit trees are found, there lies a whole world of magic and flowers. Surrounding the kingdom are the Great Border Woods, which are dangerous for even the trained warriors known as The Fruit Of Fire to enter, and can be deadly for any other citizen. And past the woods..there are The Wildlands. What goes on beyond the trees and hills of Florelia...matters for no living plant. It never will. It's safe in Florelia. But with the uncovering of many secrets, and outcasts waiting to be accepted, will it really stay this safe for long?

this is my first story. It's probably gonna be a lot of typos! I'm sorry if it's bad! I really like Ashur Ghravi's videos so I wanted to make a story. it's Mr. plant and argos. please don't be mean if anyone reads this. I'm brand new to writing stories!

Khorshid grew up among the less-wealthy, always watching numerous people starve and beg. Gwyneira grew up in the height of luxury, servants waiting on her hand and foot. But then their paths cross in a once-in-a-lifetime accident. As Gwyneira spends time away from her home of wealth, she begins to see how sheltered she was. As Khorshid spends time with Gwyneira, she begins to understand that not all nobles turn a blind eye to the poor. But just as quickly as they met, the two women are ripped apart. Can Khorshid break through the barrier of wealth to get through to Gwyneira? Can Gwyneira break through her family's notion of marriage to be with Khorshid? Or will that be the last of them? Two people on the ends of the spectrum find what they are looking for in each other. A story of magic and royalty overlaps into a tale of kidnap and true love between two unlikely people.

Read the title, trust :3 MADE ON WATTPAD F*CK OFF, TEENFIC.NET UR ILLEGAL

Meraki [may-rah-kee] GREEK 1.(v.) to do something with soul, creativity, or love. to put something of yourself into your work. 2.(v.) to leave a piece of yourself on your work. To do something with passion and devotion, to act with undivided attention. Which is exactly what I'll be doing - writing with my soul and creativity while leaving a bit of myself in these stories, experiences, and rants! All opinions are my own and I don't mean to offend anyone whatsoever! Matching cover with @MinhoPotter250 !