Horror Flower Novels & Stories

" Louis patted Adrian's shoulder, made the final step towards our house… And pushed the door open. An overwhelming stench of blood came rushing out, filling the air. Sprays of crimson stained the walls, and chaotic claw marks littered the floor. Every single detail seemed to tell a story of the agonizing and horrific slaughter that had taken place in this very house. "Rena!"

Inside was a sketch of a monster that looked a lot like the monster that was approaching them right now. "Corpse flower is a flower-like monster that grew from the remains of a powerful undead. Fire is a weakness. The tentacles contain spine flowers with poison dip on them that can kill a human in an hour. Avoid smelling the Corpse flower's stench since it will confuse your senses." Eliza read the scroll while the other three paid close attention. Conrad had to nip at his own tongues to keep awake at times. He felt bad about the situation because the arrow he shot couldn't kill the horde's only Goblin Shaman in one shot. And by then, it was too late.

She was surprised that Mauvais talked that long and he expressed his thoughts and emotions. ** The woman was humming while combing her light brown hair. She has straight eyebrows and a diamond ace. Her heart-shaped lips were in dark red, it’s her color signature. “This is perfect for tonight’s event. I hope my brothers will arrive early.” She arranged the bundle of roses on her table. She doesn’t like roses but her brother told her to have them instead of her true favorite flower. She agreed since the idea was good for them. She flinched when a small thorn of rose pricked her finger. She hissed when blood started to drop on the floor. She licked it and raised her eyebrow.

Just looking at it gave me goose bumps. “I’ve never seen this flower before,” I told her, sitting up, and Zion nodded his head to agree with me. “What kind of flower is it?” "It's called Giyeangi," Astrid said. "It's a very rare and deadly flower that grows only on the body of a dead werewolf who was not buried. It feeds on their blood and essence, and then releases a toxin that can kill any other werewolf who comes in contact with it." I gasped in shock. I had never heard of such a deadly flower before, but what has it got to do with my poison? We didn’t have any dead wolves who weren’t buried so the flower wouldn’t be in our pack.

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?"

Wherever she is, she’s sure of one thing: this place is not for humans. Even though she's ignorant of so many things, they don't need to tell her everything just to know something. “Am I d-dead?” she asked without even thinking again while looking at her surroundings. In the place where they were standing, there were a variety of flowers of which she knew a few because of her grandmother. Ipomoea alba, also called moonflower or tropical white morning glory, blooms only in the late afternoon until night.

Her senses came back. When she looked around, she saw mountain of pitiable corpses. Most of these corpse's body was dismembered, cut spotlessly while some have horrifying hole in their head. She noticed too that in every corpse there's a red spiderlily flower on it. A beautiful and alluring flower that bloom from the blood of their wound. The ground she stands is full of nasty blood as if it was a pool of a crimson sea. Although the air is filled with its foul smell and very suffocating, she can breathe normally like there's really nothing. She unfortunately woke up in another nightmare.

So I placed on a smiling face and pointed at some flowers, which where at the peak of their bloom and asked, “Do you have any knowledge about flowers?” “Yes I do Alpha” he replied and pointed at a purple rose with spikes and said happily, “that’s a devil snare, a poisonous flower that can make a fully grown wolf run mad, not sleep and have hallucinations, then if not treated urgently…it can lead to death.” “Oh..” I said and turned back to look at him in admiration, “that’s impressive.”

Moonflowers are a rare herb used mainly for their healing properties against wolfbane poisoning. "Morana, we should head back," my best friend Hazel called out from behind me. "We still haven't found anything, Hazel," I said. "We need at least two flowers for the assignment tomorrow, in case you forgot." "Fuck the assignment, it's scary out here," Hazel said, walking towards me. I rolled my eyes at her and shook my head. "We might have found it if you didn’t whine so much." I mumbled as my eyes continued scanning the bushes for any sign of moonflower leaves. She groaned and began searching.

The vampire chuckled as she saw them. “Really? Lavender sunflowers?” She asked. I nodded. “Also known as the Dead Man’s flower. Powerful enough to hide any scent known to man.” She scoffed and shook her head. “Impressive, but still. You’re wasting your time,” she said. She tried to wriggle free from the chains once more and then burnt her, the sizzling sound splitting the silence. She groaned in anger. “Son of a….” “Ah ah ahhhh,” I said, waving my finger.