Horror Flower Novels & Stories

How could a mortal come before a glorious god? So he struck with his might. His target, the very flower that the Moongoddess had created. Soon he corrupted it with his blazing fire. The flower became known as the deadly nightshade. It became the bane of wolves.” “Is that wolf's bane?” I asked with genuine curiosity. I wasn’t one to listen to fanciful stories usually. But Hazel had an aura around her that allowed her to tell a tale in a way that couldn’t help but captivate your soul. I was drawn into her story very quickly.

" Kiara , you said that the flower will disappear in three days . How were you so sure of that ? " asked leader Alan . " I have studied the certain conditions that poisonous plant I am searching for . The flower has a beautiful purple color and a golden circle in the middle of it . It is a breathtaking flower but is also very dangerous . It can kill even devils if its mixed with other toxic substances . Mainly the damage will be caused by this flower first . " said Kiara .

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

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

There was no grass, and only bitter winds blew. The only visible things were the flowers growing on both sides of the road, appearing extremely beautiful and lush. Those were red spider lilies, also known as lycoris radiata, or the corpse flower. It was said the flowers bloom for a thousand years and withered for another thousand years, so the flowers and leaves never meet. Love transcended karma, and destiny dictated life and death. It was said to be the flower of the underworld, growing by the banks of the river of oblivion. It was beautiful, ominously so.

She questioned as she knew something was odd. “Those are flowers called Azzekeith. A witch’s favorite flower. It’s known to be one of the flower you’d found if you ever have the chance to go to Heaven,” he started his explanation. “Demons loves what they couldn’t have. Those flowers are one of it. But don’t mistaken it as something pretty. It’s a quick poison to kill.” “Then that child is in danger!” Belle gasped, quickly turning back wanting to stop the child from touching the flower for any longer but Leon had stopped her. “Why?” She whispered.

As he walked away, she whispered, “I’ll find it, Xavier. Whatever you are.” The Flower Haunts Her At night, when the palace walls fell quiet and the wind howled like a warning outside the frost-glazed windows, Ceres lit a single candle and pulled a book from beneath her pillow. Inside it was the ghost bloom. Pressed. Pale blue. Still not entirely dead. She held it in her palm, remembering her mother’s voice from long ago: “Some flowers bloom where nothing should grow. That’s why they’re dangerous.” Ceres turned it gently in her hand.

It didn’t matter that he was human; he was still a precious member of the pack. “No, yes…maybe…I don’t know…” Freya swiped her hands through her hair. “He brought her flowers yesterday afternoon…black dahlias and red poppy.” “So?” So Julian gave Mirage flowers…what was wrong with that? “Black dahlias and red poppy…are considered cursed flowers, Alex.” Freya sighed. “And these were imbued in some kind of spell. Mirage seemed constantly afraid…panicked, until I burned down the flowers and she returned to her normal self slowly.”

I didn’t feel like I was in the Silver Moon pack, the forest seemed different. Up ahead were a bed of flowers. As I paced closer towards them, I discovered an open field with hundreds—no thousands—of stunning white flowers. I plucked one, admired its beauty, and indulged in its beautifully strong, lemony scent. Ipomoea alba (moon flower), I remembered coming across this flower during my research for the herbs used in witchcraft. I loved how they blossomed in the afternoon and lasted only through the night. They reminded me of my comfort of being awake at night, feeling like my mind was clearer when I was in the presence of the moon. ‘There she is!’ I heard the female spirit scream.

Alpha Hercules allowed some black businesses that were useful for the pack, and if so, he would not want to get caught by them and called a spy or something like that. 'This should be fine,' he murmured to himself and came toward a tree with flowers that smelled yuck. They were bright green in colour, looking fluorescent green. They had petals like hibiscus and stems like roses. He never took interest in botany or else he would have known this was some special flower that grew only in the werewolf dimension. But yeah, he legit knew its nectar was used as scent— a preventive scent with unbearably corrupted smell that smelled worse than grey water from sewer.