Death Blossom Novels & Stories

He kissed me back, hard and consuming, as if he could devour the pain right out of me. For a heartbeat, I let myself vanish in that kiss—pretend I was someone else, somewhere else, untouched by betrayal. The next thing I knew, the world blurred—his arm around me, the press of a door closing, sheets tangled beneath my trembling hands. Morning hit like a cruel joke. I woke tangled in unfamiliar sheets, my head pounding, my lips swollen. The stranger from the bar lay beside me, half-covered, the shadows of his muscles stark against the pale dawn light. Even asleep, he radiated danger, power… something I couldn’t name.

Luke listened to the woman next to him spewing insults without a single thought. He saw the venomous glare in Cecilia's eyes and felt a wave of disappointment wash over him. "I can't believe this is who you are, Cecilia," he said, unable to hide his dismay. The girl he once adored was unrecognizable without the rose-colored glasses of his youth. Did Holly see him as that pathetic then, too? The thought sent a sharp ache through his heart. Cecilia coughed awkwardly, trying to cling to her usual icy poise, but the anger in her eyes made her look out of sorts.

Lucas watched with a blank expression before issuing another order, "Toss her into the pool." Freya shook her head desperately and tried to beg for mercy, but no words would come out of her mouth when she tried to speak. She watched in despair as they grabbed her and tossed her into the pool. What happened at the ceremony spread like wildfire on the internet. "The president of Cadell Corporation killed his daughter for a bastard, and his childhood sweetheart left him!" "Is he the father of the boy or the Devil Incarnate?" "The president of Cadell Corporation is a soulless, sick, and twisted man!"

Rosette: You are a doctor, aren't you? Alexander: Well yeah, but that's for those on my payroll, my patients, and anyone one else who cares for the formality. And you're neither. Rosette: Interesting. Well if I'm neither, then which category do I fall into? Three dots appeared to show he was typing before they disappeared again, and I grew slightly nervous about what he'd say, especially when he was taking his time in answering. Finally though, his reply came. Alexander: You're a beautiful flower that I'm starting to really like.

a familiar voice growled behind me, Standing up straight, I wiped my hands in my gown, still staring at the flower, “It's Estonia... blooms every ten thousand years, and as beautiful as she seems, her claw-like blossoms are poisonous, one small cut from it can send your body into shock, killing you slowing.” “Cerberus,” “Eve,” the flaming spellbound appeared next to me, “See how something that small can be dangerous,” Having a feeling we were no longer talking about flowers, I decided to challenge him, “ifs it that deadly... I just make someone cut down for me, better yet, pull it from its roots,” I snickered.

Rei said. “That could be the way to expel your friends, leaving them here.” Tris pulled his phone out to call Kyle. “We are with the twins. Rei is talking about another blossom he saw when they were last here. Is there any way we can use it to get Shyfter and Anaki out of them and keep them here?” Tris asked in a hushed tone. “What did the other blossom look like?” Artemis asked. “The 2 we had were more white and red, the 3rd blossom was the complete opposite, more red than white.” Rei replied.

The other guard, a woman named Lyra, looked back and forth between Lucian and Elias, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword, as if instinctively ready to fight. “What is it?” Lucian’s voice was cold. Emory swallowed, his eyes darting nervously. “We felt a... presence. A dark presence. The air has changed. And... there’s something else.” He stepped forward, cautiously, as though afraid to approach too closely. “A flower. A rare one. A dark flower. It’s here.” Lucian’s heart skipped a beat. He knew exactly what they were talking about. The Black Bloom. A flower tied to the use of dark magic. A flower that could only grow in places soaked in dark energy—energy like that which Isadora wielded

Then, she took them back as far as her memories would allow, rushing through a montage of every lie or manipulation she had ever orchestrated, a staggering number that must have reached into the tens of thousands. Blossom began to cry, and Dean rested her head on his shoulder as they witnessed Liza in her final moments. Liza, now blue and pale and no longer quivering, started to convey something unintelligible. They tuned into the link, where her voice faintly emerged, saying, "I wish you the best of luck. Truly, I'm sor..." Suddenly, she dissolved into the cosmos, leaving her physical form behind in the slaughterhouse. "She didn't get the chance to apologize, Baby," Blossom said, still weep

Her hair fanned out in the wind in layers like tentacles and blood trickled down her eyes as she spoke in nothing but echoes. "A blooming rose attracts two maidens. The scent of it shall cause the cherry blossoms to flourish and the Belladonna to wither. Love will find one and break the other. You, Alexios Rose, shall be the architect of all their undoing."

The intoxicating fragrance seems to be emanated from the garden of flowers "Shook! Quick! Close your eyes! Don't look at the flowers, Run!!!" Audrey was reminded about a specific mystical plant described in their Plant Mysticism book. The description in the book, fits perfectly on what they are experiencing right now, The DEVIL SMILE FLOWER! It was actually a scary existence. It doesn't look harmful, but behind its harmless appearance hides its terrifying ability. The Devil Smile Flower is always in its bud form all year round. It will only bloom once it senses the presence of breath. Upon blooming, it will release a sweet scent but the most crucial detail is that, whoever saw the flower b