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Nicodemus blared as he walked alongside Stella into the ballroom. He gestured his hands in the air while he walked to their center. Shock consumed them that their bodies refused to move. Dahlia's was intense. Her cup dropped from her hand making a sharp noise throughout the room when it touched the floor. She killed him,with a powerful stake that sent him into dessication. How was he alive,Hale and Healthy!. "Why do I smell fear in the air?." Nicodemus scoffed. Some of them began to retreat slowly. "Are you shocked my Beautiful Dahlia?" Nicodemus grimaced with a mischievous grin.

When Jade heard this, her heart and soul trembled dramatically. If the Undead Gate were really opened here, then humanity would be done for. “Kill! “Do it quickly!’

Grayson would gladly expose that I was friendly with one of the deadliest vampires. We were all seated in the living room and by we, I meant Dahlia, Caleb, Tamara, Aiden and myself. My eyes studied Dahlia's appearance. She looked paler than usual, the fireplace making her gray eyes appear luminescent. Her gray hair cascaded down her shoulders and she was wearing a loose black apparel; the dress a large contrast from her skin and hair color. She looked old and I could literally feel the age humming in her bones, like some form of energy.

Dahlia This night couldn't get any worse than it already is. Why is Daisy here? Why isn't that bitch dead already?! Not only that but she's the Luna of the mysterious Crimson Moon pack. The true wolves of the night? How? She's nothing more than a weak slut!

Dahlia seriously told them. They looked away. Back then, they were like cats and dogs. When Travis pulled her to the middle of the dance floor, Dahlia was surprised. The music stopped and changed into sweet songs. Just in time, she smiled. The song that was playing was their theme song, "When I met you covered by Justin Vasquez." She held his shoulder, and he had her waist. They started dancing and followed the music. She smiled and was thrilled. "Why are you smiling, Love? Is my wife happy?" he said to piss her off.

I called out, finally having some of my strength back. “Those flowers…” she turned to face me, her jaw clenched. “Black dahlia and poppy…they are the harbinger of evil; a symbol of death. And they were cursed. How did you get your hands on them?” “I-I…” I pressed my hands to my throat, feeling like I hadn't had water in ages. Sarah got up from her side and handed me a glass of water, which I took gratefully and drank it all in one go like I had been parched for centuries.

he said while facing me. "I'm not mad at you Ryan" I said before kissing his cheek. "Let's go meet my mother" he smiled sadly. We got the flowers and trekked through the freshly trimmed grass until we reached a black headstone with a pile of completely dead and withered away flowers on it. The headstone was polished and sparkled in some angles. Estefania Fantozzi Saunders 1967-97 Rest in peace our beautiful angel Ryan took off the dead flowers and placed the beautiful new ones on her grave.

"After all, it appears that I want something other than the place. Cedrick, who will make our favorite drink if she declines my offer to serve here again?” "I'm not insane enough to acquiesce to whatever you want to happen." Kai smiled at me again. “Nothing is impossible for me. It is my name, Miss Dahlia.” Arrogant. That should be his name. @DeathWish All Right Reserved 2021 Sena Mangampo

She flipped through the channels until she settled on someone singing about Demons. “When you feel my heat, Look into my eyes It’s where my demons hide, Don’t get too close It’s dark inside It’s where my demons hide At the curtain’s call, It’s the last of all When the lights fade out, All the sinners crawl So they dug your grave—” I was so lost in the song and those words that Daisy had to touch my shoulder to get my attention. “You okay?” I nodded. ‘This song... It’s very beautiful.’

NELDRISDYD : I have been walking for a while inside this darkness; it was my first time coming to this kind of dream. Since meeting Dahlia, she gave me the vibes of someone I used to know; someone who died sacrificing herself for me to continue living. However, her sacrifice only made me lose sight of life and made me desire death like no one ever did. I wanted to reunite with her in the afterlife but meeting Dahlia made my plans go to an unexpected path; I wanted to keep living. But I was cursed and with a limited time.