The Black Dahlia Haunting Novels & Stories

And I was stunned for the reason that I could not smell any blood from her. “B-But why---nothing---” She cut me off of what I wanted to ask her when she spoke. “A lot has happened, Lia. A lot has happened. And one of those has happened to me. And of what has happened between ten years. The town of Estancia was filled with horrors. While you are asleep and unconscious, the lack of control of the black vampires is rampant. No one is sanctified. Even innocent people are being victimized!” I want to escape from the bondage, and remove the blindfold from my eyes. I want to see her. “What do you mean by that, Helen? And---why are you here in this place? Aren’t you scared?” She laughed a little. It

Henry announced before he started crying. “It's okay, Hen”. Jack petted Henry's head as he said to him. “Jack, Henry, we should hurry to our room and continue spying on Annabelle. I'm afraid we might miss something important as we're here”. Alexander announced, and immediately, Jack and Henry followed him to their room. …. Dahlia arrived at a chemist store and bought many packs of bandages. She paid for it and started heading back home. Unknown to Dahlia, someone was inside a black car and was spying on her.

After losing loved ones to the werewolf hunters' attack, Dahlia had suffered a mental breakdown, leading her to relinquish control of the Council to her daughter. Dahlia Vause, a striking woman with chestnut-brown, long hair that cascades gracefully down her back. Her beauty is undeniable, with captivating eyes that mirror the rich hue of her hair, creating a mesmerizing and harmonious look that draws attention. After finally getting Dahlia to look at her, Neon's tears welled up even more upon seeing the distant, troubled look in Dahlia's eyes. "Neon? How are you and Nebra? Tell your father and uncle dinner is ready, will you?" Dahlia requested with a smile, her words tinged with a hint of c

Her voice dropped to a whisper, "I can sense danger. We need to return to the palace immediately." Without hesitation, they turned back the way they came. Suddenly, a twig snapped nearby. "Did you hear that?" A hand slithered out and grabbed Lila, dragging her into the shadows before she could reply. With a cry of surprise, Hailey staggered back. "Lila!" She screamed while her heart raced in her chest. Lila was firmly held by a shadowy figure that materialised from behind a tree. Hailey could see glowing eyeballs and rotting flesh in the dim light. It was a ghoul, with a horrific grin curled around its decaying mouth.

Her bottom lip quivers. “You won’t remember me. But I know who you are, Malachi Greyson.” She says and Dahlia looks from me to her. Hyde moves forward and whimpers. “Who is she?” I ask him as I gaze at this little female. Hyde, wanting to come out he is filled with remorse. “It is not possible. They killed her.” I’m so confused right now. “I won’t ask again, Omega. Who are you?” I snarl and Dahlia growls standing in front of her.

*Flashback : 1000 years Earlier* A very dangerous and dark witch named Dahlia terrorized four human villages every full moon. And today was another full moon as she emerged from the shadows like death itself. In the distance, the villages stood, and she watched them while licking her cracked lips. It was time, this was her night!

Dahlia suddenly struggled and darted out, heading straight for the road, wanting to get hit by a car. However, her hair was instantly grabbed by someone, pulled so tightly that her entire scalp tingled, and it hurt so much that she grimaced. The police sneered, "Luckily, Dr. Harmon had informed me that you might pull this trick, otherwise who knows what could have happened! If you want to seek death, don't drag others down with you, just wait for the legal consequences!" In the darkness, a tightly wrapped woman secretly watched this scene, her eyes glaring fiercely as if poisoned.

And at the counter, a single black dahlia sat in a glass vase on the table beside a half-filled glass of red wine. “Of course,” I murmured, my voice fell out bitterly. “He and his obsession with black dahlias.” I walked deeper into the room. The hem of my bodycon gown clung to my legs, heavy from the rain, my hair dripping cold trails down my spine. The reflection that greeted me in the mirror looked like a beautiful ghost—damp, pale, her eyes too sharp. I began unpinning my hair slowly. My hands trembled, but my reflection didn’t flinch.

" the doctor said, fidgety. "No, doctor.." she shook her head but her face said it all. It became dull and pale. "Are you sure? Let me ask Mr Black.." he said and dialled a number on his phone while she knitted her brows in confusion. Mr Black? Who is he and why the hell is he asking him to insert a blood bag into her? Is he with Van Dough? Thinking of this made Amelia seriously worried.. her ocean blue eyes were bulged out in fear.. as if she was in a trance.

“When I broke up with Rian, this dark and heavy thing began to surround me in my dreams, and I've felt it from time to time ever since. I just realized that the same dark thing only disappeared when I began having hallucinations of Rian" “Well, that’s both bad and useful news sis. I checked every letter you sent, and I found a book online that had the same words. A cult member posted a few pages of the book and they matched the ones on the letters. I think your ex is part of that cult, and he’s the one haunting you”.