Horror Flowers Novels & Stories

A blood moon hung in the sky, and the dozen or so people slowly turned into black puppets, like wood that had cracked after burning out, but the terrifying eyes were still vivid. The weird red flower, too, withered, and the souls of a dozen or so people were taken to who knows where.

As soon as I stepped into the foyer, my eyes landed on Rachel. She hurriedly thrust a bouquet into my hands. When I glanced down at it, I saw that it was a bunch of white roses. However, they were marred by fresh blood, the crimson droplets still dripping onto the floor from the petals. My heart pounded in my chest as I stared at the gruesome sight before me. The metallic scent of blood filled the air, mingling with the sweet fragrance of the roses in a sickening juxtaposition. I recoiled instinctively, my fingers trembling as I clutched the tainted bouquet, my mind reeling with horror at the implications of what I held in my hands.

‘Hey why are you walking like the dead ones’? ‘The dead ones?’ ivory asked with question marks all over her face ‘what are those, are they zombies’. ‘I don’t know what zom…be is but the dead ones are an army of dead people created by dark witches five hundred years ago, the dead walks pretty slow but one scratch from them and you’re one of them too’ Natasha explained. ‘Definitely zombies’ ivory murmured. ‘So why are you walking like the dead ones’ Natasha asked. ‘Would you join my team, I’m creating a team with whom I would go to Buklime Mountain with to go gather some herbs and more importantly the ice lotus for merit points’

Lila "What?!" I got off the bed and rushed to him. Cyrus moved away from me like I was going to attack him. "Miss….." He was taken aback. "Repeat what you said. What do you mean by Rain Flowers are Poisonous?" My hands were shaky as I spoke. But……they couldn't possibly be Poisonous, could they? They looked so pretty, how could they possibly harm anyone?! "Those flowers are dangerous, Miss. They might be attractive but they are Poisonous. Anyone who consumed it wouldn't survive up to a day before he died." He had a confused, frightened and questioning expression on his face all at the same time.

Marco drove into the gates of La Rosa Nera. The club's neon lights cast an eerie shadow over everything they touched. The club's pathway was a spectacle to behold. An archway adorned with beautiful black roses that resonated with the name of the club, La Rosa Nera (The Black Rose). The petals of these gorgeous flowers glittered and danced under the night sky. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and a fading sensation of danger that lingered.

So, I killed him, stashed his phone, and used it to send that murder threat, giving Jacob his opening. Under my conditioning, Jacob was no longer satisfied with torturing animals. He craved human blood, so I gave him the chance, and sure enough, he didn't disappoint me. Jacob's face twisted with mounting terror, and he gasped for air. "Oh, sorry. I almost forgot you are allergic to pollen." I looked at the fresh flowers in the room, stood, and picked up the trash bag. "I guess you rushed out without your meds, right? I'm heading out."

I’d heard there were places where you could rent the tapes for a lot less than what they cost to buy, but it hadn’t changed my mind. I started towards the doorway with the curtain but stopped short by the tapes next to it. This section was at least twice the size of all the others. The covers of these boxes were all screams and knives. Bloody chainsaws and heaving breasts. The sign resting here was carefully drawn in black gothic type letters, each dripping red: “Horror.” Hanging by a piece of tape off every other shelf were letter-sized flyers exactly like the ones that man was putting on windshields out at the Farm and Fleet. I peeled one off to get a closer look.

And her aura was turning powerful each passing seconds. "What's the rush? We can wait a little longer." She smirked and handed him a box, "That's for you." Ramond seemed confused but anyway opened it. His face twisted in fear and eyes went watery right after opening it. There was three white lilies she placed inside. He threw the box from his hands and looked at her with horror. "You have anthophobia, right? You're afraid of flowers. I told you I want to kill you. So thought why giving flowers after death. I should give it before." Her smirk grew bigger though she was burning inside. Grabbing her bags, she went out instantly.

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!”

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.