Bloody Flowers Novels & Stories

Cai Kang finds her creepy, annoying and childish but her cruel, sadistic side is scary and it is written all over her face. "In this analogy, the flowers are the blood users. They cannot live without it. The flowers then gets its wish and they will live even without being attached to the ground and depend on its roots. However, if not careful then they will regress and will suffer terrible consequences of their newfound power." She said. "I have studied the history and secrets of the Blood arts and I only know of one; A patient of mine who had died from it a few years ago. I studied his body extensively for that time and I discovered a lot including the desire and power that person had."

"This is beautiful '' she murmured, Bohden's lips curled to the side as if telling her it was too soon to decide that. The black flowers had a bright hue of dark blue at the center of it, making it look like an animation. Were they even real flowers? She couldn't believe it, they were so breathtaking and the white porcelain tiles on the driveway added to it. It's only now that she realizes the meaning behind the name and the logo of their company 'Black Rose entertainment company' that name might be because of these flowers around, she concluded.

I got out and he laughed, his shoulders shaking. "Bullshit and I also think the myth about your blood is also bullshit since you are so weak and pathetic. How could a mere mortal like you house such a potent blood." He took a step in my direction and everything in me screamed to have him destroyed but I held back, watching every move he made. "Your scent is so alluring right now, so why shouldn't I just drain you dry when no one is here to stop me? I mean, Alaric is out trying to create an army of unstoppable vampires, while beloved Masika is trying to rekindle old flames, so why shouldn't I do that which I have been restraining myself from doing?".

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * In blaviken Soft music playing magically and the atmosphere filled with sex and songbird with fragrant smokes,Princess Cara laid in the bathtub filled with red flowers and different types of beauty oils,she loves bathing this way in her luxurious bathtub and making the atmosphere magical before she undress,that's what she does She was busy bathin

They were red and shiny like jewels, reflecting the sunlight that came through the trees. Elara noticed the flowers too and recognized them. She turned to me and said, "Scarlett, look at these flowers. They're called Crimson Bloom. They can help heal wounds and injuries." I was curious and moved closer to see the beautiful Crimson Bloom. The petals were soft like velvet, and the stem had small thorns for protection. It seemed strong and alive, capturing my attention. "Tell me more, Elara," I asked with genuine interest. "How do these flowers help with healing?"

“It’s obviously either red or yellow, I don’t know of any grey muted colored flowers, the center even looks black.” I plant my butt on the grass next to him, “this is Crimson Beebalm,” I touch the petals, “this one is bright red but they can be a lot darker than this. Red is,” I take a second to think as his smile makes my brain short circuit, “hot, intense, and even dangerous. But this flower is all talk and no show. It’s edible and used for medicine,” I tell him as I begin to pluck some of the flowers out of the earth. “I’ve never had a color described to me,” he admits with a smile of appreciation on his face.

I wasn't about to wreck a home. "So dumb." I wipe my eyes on my knees, but the tears don't stop. I look up and can see people making their way through the trees towards me. I sniff and rest my chin on my hands. My eyes trail down, and through my blurry vision, I can see dozens and dozens of flowers blooming around me. I furrow my brow, wiping at my eyes again and moving to sit on my knees and crouch over the flowers. I hadn't wiped my hands on the ground, but they were still blooming. Pink ones, purple, white. Still smaller than a quarter, but slightly bigger than the last ones I made bloom. And there were a lot more of these too. They continued to appear around where I sat as I watched.

"They look completely dead." "Oh, they aren't dead. They're just incredibly selective," Maeve whispered, her voice dropping to a strange, intense tone. "You see, these aren't regular flowers. They only open up under the direct presence of the ancient, royal Lycan blood lines. The pure blood.“ "Well, Cassian must come down here a lot then," I said, letting my fingertips gently brush against the edge of the closed purple petal. The exact second my skin made contact with the flower, a sudden, blinding flash of silver light erupted from the center of the orchid.

Everything in that place was strange, which did not hold back to amaze us. The cascade encased in red color thrilled us. Even the fruits and flowers were only black and red. For a time, we were all staring at each other. The soil in many areas was sunken where walking was almost impossible. Bell picked up bananas that fell on the ground. I even warned her, but the hunger was taking our lives off.

The First Vampire spoke and it was the first time I saw him smile as he stared at the empty wall at the other end of the hallway. "Elnea?" Curiosity sparked inside me upon hearing the name of a flower I've never heard of before. My question made The First Vampire chuckle. "Have you seen a sword, a fairy and a flower on the flag of Eleneas? What do you call it?" "Yea? It's a lily? What about it?"