Bloody Flowers Novels & Stories

But unfortunately, when he did remove his hands and opened his eyes, the guy standing before him, who looked exactly like him, was still standing before him, smirking or trying not to laugh at him or at how his actions were rather funny. Dante I still got the flowers that you sent My head shot up from my palms. Music? Lorel? And the note you wrote that said that we were meant To be forever An’ I keep them all as evidence In a drawer under the mirror With each word from the lyrics, I felt my heart ache. Like a guitar, each word strung my heartstrings. I clenched my chest, trying my best to stand up but unable to because my heart hurt. Filled with empty promises

Some flowers had blood on it which was dripping on the floor. "Fucking bastard..." Xavion cursed when he realised who is behind it.

Halfway down, Irina stepped out of a dark alcove clutching a clipboard and greeted her. "Irina, where is that jasmine scent coming from?" She said, trying to trace the scent. "You can smell that, dear?" "Yes, of course. What is it?" "You mustn't tell anyone that you can smell that," she whispered and pulled her to one side. "You need to leave it alone." Sapphira pulled back sharply. Irina's face was pale as she straightened, "enjoy the ball, dear." The dark hallway swallowed the tiny woman before Sapphira could say anything more.

Suddenly, a bright red flower appeared in the wooden box. The flower was about the size of an adult's palm, and its shape was similar to that of a person's palm. However, the stamen in the palm seemed to be a human face. If you looked carefully, you could tell the eyes, nose, mouth and other facial features. More importantly, as the wooden box was opened, an extremely fierce, ferocious, cruel, and bloody aura burst out from the flower! In the depths of the flower, there seemed to be a battlefield of fighting.

Maybe it had something to do with her close brush with death or something. “The thing is, some dangerous people want something from you and they will do anything to get what they want”. “You mean the blood stuff? Blood flower?” He quirked an eyebrow at her question, he probably didn’t expect her to remember but she did and he should deal with that. “it’s the Blood Orchid”. “What’s it for? Why would someone want it that bad?”, She asked but Trey was done answering questions and he just shrugged in response. “How do I know you are not one of the dangerous people after me? What’s to make me believe that you are actually here to help me?”

Its petals sparkled like they were made of glass but its texture appeared smooth as velvet. “Do you know what this is? Her gaze remained fixed on the flower as she continued, “This is a blood flower. It gained its form at the same moment as my powers were awakened.” She paused for a moment and looked into my eyes, “It is the only thing in the world that can kill me.” “Today, I will give this to you as a token of my love.” She placed the flower in my hand, “Now, my life is in your hands.” She flashed me a smile and then walked away just like that.

He will dry that witch's blood and savor every drop of it to compensate for what she did to him. Meanwhile, inside the elegant room, Celestine suddenly opens her eyes. Her eyes widely opened when she realized that she was not inside her room. Then a flashback of what happened before she passed out entered her mind. A vampire shows up in front of her. A vampire manages to get in their house despite that they have big dogs as their guards so they will know once there is someone inside their yard.

"We'll still run tests." "Do that." The moment they left, Brooks and I headed straight to my office. He plugged the flash drive into an isolated laptop that wasn't connected to any network. "Ready?" he asked. "As I'll ever be." The screen flickered. Only one file appeared. VIDEO_001. Neither of us spoke, brooks clicked it. Static filled the screen and then the picture slowly became clear. It looked like security camera footage. Dark and grainy with the time stamp missing as a woman appeared on the screen, she was running barefoot and was obviously terrified. She kept looking behind her as though someone was chasing her.

The whole blood ties and honor mostly kept many vampires unapproachable, placing them in their current predicament. The gap would have to be filled.... "Go Happy Flower!" Vale thrust her finger in the direction of the gargantuan of a man. 'Happy flower? That's the flower of nightmares!' Elise eyed her friend with a raised eyebrow. 'Happy Flower' Began pushing it's way back towards the center of the line occasionally batting a poor soul out of it's path shouldering through it's friendly forces. The giant brute of a Vampire noticed Happy Flower making it's way towards him.

to them, so I’ve learned to ignore their presence in my house. My mom calls them “the intruders” because they always come and go as if this was their home too. I feel the name intruders is appropriate not only because they invade our home, but because they always act suspiciously like they have something important going on aside from the exotic flower import (that’s what my dad’s business does). They always wear suits and have a “don’t mess with me” attitude, which I find really excessive for men who trade flowers from South America and Asia.