Horror Flowers Novels & Stories

The whole blood ties and honor mostly kept many vampires unapproachable, placing them in their current predicament. The gap would have to be filled.... "Go Happy Flower!" Vale thrust her finger in the direction of the gargantuan of a man. 'Happy flower? That's the flower of nightmares!' Elise eyed her friend with a raised eyebrow. 'Happy Flower' Began pushing it's way back towards the center of the line occasionally batting a poor soul out of it's path shouldering through it's friendly forces. The giant brute of a Vampire noticed Happy Flower making it's way towards him.

Her brows instantly furrowed, reaching her hand slowly to get the flower. Who the hell gave her a spider lily? Does nobody know that this flower is associated with death? She looks at it as she twirls it. It's lovely, but why would someone give her the flower of death? Does someone wants her dead? Does someone wants to say their final goodbyes or someone wants her to say her final goodbyes? In horror, she runs out and went to find Miranda. When she finds the witch in the kitchen she held her hand, surprising Miranda.

The hairs on my arms prickled, and I felt a chill go down my spine. I cautiously stepped inside, my gaze darting around the room. Everything seemed as I had left it, except for one small detail. On the kitchen counter were flowers. I froze in terror. I knew without a doubt that someone had invaded my home. The flowers which are, used to describe love has turned into something, only evil could represent. The blood on the petals is like, a threat. This, time the black note is filled not only with cursive handwriting but blood too. Those whose touch caresses the curves of your body,

Just his eyes burning into mine. He was for a fourteen year old. I let him into my life, he held on the bumpy ride. I put up my first flower on the wall that day, next to a butterfly. It was a rose.

Said a deep voice. Cory turned around to find Papa Bois approaching them slowly. She was behind Hayden on Blaython’s back. Titan stood nearby with Sprout on his shoulder. There were only five of them now. She got off the tiger’s back and walked up to Papa Bois. She removed the crumpled wilting flowers from her satchel. Her cheeks reddened as Papa Bois studied their mangled state. He took them from her and cast them on the ground. Cory stiffened, fearing he would disqualify her somehow but he waved his hand over the flowers and they promptly burst into sparkling spores that scattered for miles and miles. Cory gasped. “Night widows are lovely flowers, are they not,” said Papa Bois. “They will

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.

That was currently the safest area, after all. “Holy sh*t!” “What kind of skill is this?” “Is he really eating the Undead now?.” “He ate the Dark Pixies too! He actually swallowed everything, even their bones.” Alex was the only one who knew how torturing this was for his flowers. These Undeads and Dark Pixies possess negative energy, but he consumed all of it anyway, so the lotus flowers were equivalent to a trash can at this point. Slowly, he noticed that the colors of the flowers were starting to change. The stem of the flowers was slowly turning into a dark red color.

“Sa piling kasi ng mahal nila, doon nila nahahanap ang kanilang sarili.” “Ah…” “Blue…” “Hmm…” “May tanong pa ako sa’yo.” “Inatake na naman ang curiosity mo. Ako naman ang magtatanong sa’yo. Kung isasapeikula ang buhay natin, ano kaya ang magiging genre?” “Hmm… Romance?” “Mali.” “Eh ano?” “Horror. Ikaw ba naman may kasamang sleepwalker na tumatawa na parang mangkukulam gabi-gabi.”

Nox rolled her eyes at me, "You got it IN the gardon!" "No! I'm saying he should smell like the mark on--Wait, what?!" I gasped in shock. "I smell like your favorite flower?!" That's what Kirsch said. "Lycoris Radiata is red spider lily?!" That's what I said. "And Taran smells like it, too." And that's what Nox said.

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