Blooming Drow Head Novels & Stories

I stared at the ceiling, "I can talk to him for hours about literally nothing and not get bored. His laugh that he doesn't show a lot, it's deep and beautiful and his eyes light up when he's genuinely laughing. He calls me Bloom like it's my real name and it makes me feel special to him because he's the only one who can call me that otherwise it won't feel right. Every time he stands so close to me and I just feel like I'm going to melt. He cares about me so much, he'll hardly let me drive alone and will give me a ride even if I have my car. He always makes sure I get home safe. When he gets bored while I'm trying to tutor him and starts throwing random things like erasers or pillows or chip

A white rose lay on the floor dripping with blood. A small, shiny blade lay beside it. A beautiful object in such a terrible and painful condition. The blood stain on it did not hide it's immaculate and beautiful nature. She puffed smoke in the air and took a sip of the liquor beside her, as she glared at the bleeding rose with sad and anguish filled eyes, it told a lot about her and her agony. She was as beautiful as the rose in front of her.

I frowned. They allied with the Drow. The Drow were dark elves whose signature trait was blue grey skin and white hair with black eyes. They had red tattoos that looked like claw marks on their arms. My Grandfather had banished them to the under realm, but the Goblins somehow helped them back to our realm. They could make a person feel despair and make them relive their worst nightmares if you got too close to their dark aura. The best way to kill one was from a distance. They reveled in hunting down our people and seeking revenge for their banishment. I hope the Goblin army didn’t have the Drow with them. It would complicate matters. They seemed to be working separately at the moment, recei

I was happy to have Alex on my side, he had killed many of their kind in battles before. It bowed its head, and pale white hair fell both sides, then it came back up, and its eyes glowed. We lowered our heads and the drow walked a few more steps, then raised its hand and the wisps swirling around it moved behind and stayed far back. This ended up better than expected. - *Meadow*

Then , lady June smiled and welcomed me to their garden. Their garden was full of sunflowers , it's like a field in the villages with dragonflies surrounding it . Their mansion was surrounded by Boston ivy ( a shrub plant) . It's marvelous . I love this cool atmosphere. Then , I saw a angel , that's ORKHIS ANEMONE , the villainess, she has a long , shiny , silky Black hair with her purple eyes sparkles whenever She's excited . her pink lips are fluffy , if I were a male lead , I'll be her slave .

My eyes bulged out when I felt sharp teeth digging into her hand, this flower literally devouring her hand. She moved her hand in fright, trying to wriggle out of the flower's fangs. Blood spurted out copiously from the mouth of the flower embracing the palm of Damiontry, the flower sucked so much Damontry's blood as if it was trying to get all its own blood, the kings looked in terror.. What's in the flower, usually sucks a few drops if the person is too strong then she will refuse to open again, started Damiontree's limbs were numb, and the flower was shaking turbulently, and Damontry shrieked as it drew more blood.

A faint glow pulsed like its own heart beat a shape, curved mark that was glowing beneath the sleeve of my leathers, a mark only seen that I have only seen in books. The Lunar Bond. She looked up. Across the table, Aeryn Valecrow met her gaze again. In that moment she felt terrified and unafraid at the same moment. Nemphis did not like it but craved it all at once. She pushed forward even more.

Her head felt like mud. Suddenly, a thought came to her. It was a gas leak! She quickly wet a towel and used it to cover her mouth and nose before plucking the strength to head downstairs. When she reached the living room, she found Freya who had fainted on the couch. She felt like she was going to pass out again and no longer had the strength to keep her balance. Her legs folded underneath her and she collapsed. She tried to reach for the phone to call the emergency hotline, but her eyelids were getting heavier by the second.

he slowly turned to face me, pinning me with his body against the counter. “Ok, then..hmm, that's fine” he might be beautiful, but god knew what he was doing for not giving him x- ray visions.. if not this man would have been able to see how hard my nipples were from just this proximity. What would happen if he fingers me? Fuck that thought off Serena… he is a fucking Draven. “You didn't even ask what I want in return” he leaned in. I swear any slight movement, this motherfucker’s lips will be pressed into mine.

Images bloomed: Clara holding the keystone, standing before a fallen altar of forgotten gods. Emily, clutching her side, marked by a spectral branch that pulsed with life and decay. Mahrun, face grim, watching the past walk forward through their veins. And finally—a glimpse of Ashani and Ezra—near a coastal cave, the walls lined with teeth, not stone. One of the Drowned Seers turned, pressing its bloated hand to the pool’s edge. The waters darkened, forming the outline of a sigil. A warning.