Horror Flower Novels & Stories

So she needs to think of another way how she can get rid of that woman. Roda was about to follow her cousin and Tom when the casket's cover suddenly opened. Her eyes widen when she saw a vampire rising from inside the casket. Who would think that what her cousin leaned on earlier was a casket and worst a vampire is lying inside? Although the vampire is very good-looking because being handsome or beautiful is one of their characteristics he is still a vampire who mercilessly kills and drinks human blood to fulfill their thirst. Roda's body began trembling in fear. She wants to run but it seems her feet was glued to the floor. All she could do is to stare at the vampire who slowly opened his e

There was acres and acres of land spread out in front and back of the mansion and it made Rain wonder if she even had a chance to escape. She didn’t really give him a reply. They passed by a few menacing looking men who gave her weird stares or just straight out showed their lust. Does Alexander deprive them of women or what? It was a long walk but they finally made it to their destination. It was the most beautiful garden she had ever seen, one would think it was a maze but she could see where those plants led to. Bright red roses and perfectly trimmed grass paved a pathway to a small cabin. She had never seen roses grow I’m such a condition before but then again she didn’t know much about

"Now they're leaves in the wind, with a touch of humidity... As if they were leaves blown by the winds of a storm that's brewing." "Yours have changed too, they still look like a field of flowers, but this time, the flower that catches my eye the most is almost forgotten... I had to look in my archives and also in my safe... It was very difficult, as I only have a single seed that hasn't bloomed." Ghost replied, approaching me. "The flower is called the Flames of Hephaestus. They say they were created from the sparks of God's hammer when it meets the anvil." I turned my face towards Lycan, curious about the information.

She didn’t know that part just seemed blurred. She stared at him for a few seconds before turning her eyes away she felt weird when he stared at her, just like a lion observing his prey. The next day It was dawn ivory sat up on the bed as she stared into space, the terrifying nightmare which tortured her on earth was torturing her in this world. This time it was clear and more horrifying, she had a feeling if she wasn’t careful that was going to be her future. She suddenly remembered she had a fiancée in this world and he was the crown prince.

And after what she told me earlier,of what she had seen…” Hollingsworth Manor,July 1984 “I swear to you Polly,”Ginny said in her most excited voice.”I saw her…in my room!” “Calm down Ginny,”Polly implored.”Tell me everything from the beginning.” Polly pulled her younger sister down next to her on the low wall overlooking the garden,where the flowers were in full bloom.Ginny’s beautiful elfin face,so much like her own,was frozen in a mask of pure terror. “I believe you Polly,everything you said about this place is true…its haunted!At first I only felt it,but now… I have seen this evil with my own two eyes!”

I ask. She holds her hand above the flower, as though about to touch it, yet her fingers never quite meet its petals. “Veilara, it blooms where demon blood has spilled, but only when there’s no magic left, no life left—when the earth itself is dead. A flower that blooms freely only in Vael’Kora.” I’m confused. “Demon blood—” I remember. Hilda. She killed herself here, gave her life for Dagar. “But… I can feel magic all around us,” I say.

Glad that she didn't take much time to reveal what she meant. "It's the 'delight flower' plant. It spreads the aroma of its own as long as it's a small plant but the moment it starts to grow old the same plant of the beautiful flower becomes poisonous." That was an untold fact, I wasn't mindful of. "As long as it's a baby, it's fine, but the moment it grows it holds the capacity to kill." "That's sad..." I mumbled, feeling hurt over the fate of the mesmerizing flower. "I know."

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.

“Given the events of the past week, do you really think it’s a good idea to open your drive-in with a horror show?” Skoger smiled slightly and turned to look at the trees that surrounded the back of the house. Yellow ironwood leaves fluttered and whispered in the wind and he nodded as if he were agreeing with them. “You know, my aunt always said the people in this country had a passion for fear. I believe that is still true. Fear is the first and most pure of man’s experiences. It nourishes us in a way. We come to crave it.

"Elias, she’s so hungry." "She’s gone, Clara! That isn't her!" I shouted, though I wasn't sure who I was trying to convince. That was three nights ago. Since then, the haunting has turned aggressive. We tried to sleep in the living room, but the smell followed us—the cloying, sweet scent of lilies mixed with something sour and metallic. We found tiny, damp handprints on the glass of the television. They weren't made of dirt. They were gray, smudged traces of something that looked like ash and formaldehyde.