The Devil Flower Novels & Stories

Ayra laughed more in that hour than she had in days. After breakfast, they went to the greenhouse. Elias marveled at the plants, his face lighting up when she told him the names of the flowers. When he pointed out the gardenias, Ayra’s smile softened. “That’s my favorite flower,” she told him. “Mine too,” Elias said with certainty, though she was fairly sure it wasn’t before. She knelt beside him and watched him press his nose gently to the petals. “Do you know what they mean?” she asked.

It was just a way for him to have control and power over me. But I’m the one with the power here. To get my revenge, I would do anything, I would give anything, and right now, I was selling my soul to the devil. But in this story, there are two devils. One doesn’t just know it yet.

1000 years later It was in the middle of winter, in the year of the rabbit. Terrified screams filled the night air as the sky in the human world suddenly turned red, but this didn't last a second before it returned to its original form. Before the eyes of everyone a new star appeared beside a red star called the “ devil's star ” causing a great uproar. All these signs remain unknown to a group of people hiding somewhere in the palace of DeHaven. KINGDOM OF DEHAVEN.

I stand on his hand, his scream loud as he tries to pull away. “I don’t know. I’m sorry.” He looks at me confused, then looks back at Daisy, I almost punch him for looking at her, but then he notices her jewellery and freezes. He kneels up, holding his hand up. “I’m sorry, Mr. Devil, I didn’t realise she wasn’t a dancer.” He sobs, praying for forgiveness, but I press down harder on his hand. His screams become louder, and I know his hand and fingers are broken. “Cal, please leave my main guy alone!” I turn hearing Rose. “He insulted her.” I step down harder, his screams causing everyone to stop and watch.

The final note of the cover song Aiden was singing… Die with a Smile by Bruno Mars hung in the air, and then Aiden opened his eyes, chest heaving, sweat making his shirt cling to his body. Vito's gaze dropped before he could stop it. He noticed the way the fabric stuck to Aiden's chest, the faint outline of his stomach, the way his throat moved when he swallowed– A woman appeared at the foot of the stage. She was holding roses, in quite a large bouquet, and was smiling up at Aiden like he had just handed her the moon. Aiden crouched down, leaning close to hear whatever she was whispering. She said something that made him laugh so hard it lit up his whole face. Vito's hand tightened to a fist

The limo door opened into a blur of light, music, and masked faces. Ayla stepped out onto the cobbled drive of the Serrano estate, her heels clicking softly against stone polished to a mirror finish. Above her, chandeliers flickered beneath a vast glass dome, casting broken stars across the arriving guests. Everything reeked of power and decadence. Her mask — crafted in deep black velvet, lined with silver embroidery — clung to her face like second skin. Lucian’s note had come with a final line: “The devil doesn’t wear horns. He wears charm. Find his weakness.”

The devilstone remained hidden, keeping true to its title as one of the seven great mysteries of the cosmos, and mocked those who searched in vain with its continued silence. Even Thor, when he had begun his search, had asked that he be given three years. If he failed to find anything worthwhile after three years, the search will be called off. But now here they were, before a race that was on its last legs, being told that although the vampires were not as old, neither did they have as rich a history as the others, they had the knowledge that all had failed to grasp. Initially, Thor had assumed that the information concerned the Chaotic Flames. That was why he patiently listened. Unlike dev

I said and he looked at me and smirked. “Fine, you are right. Datura is a night blooming flower and I relate to that and we normally call it the devil’s trumpet not datura flower but that’s irrelevant, it’s poisonous yes and so am I.” He said. I searched for words to say to him but I was speechless. He laid his hand on my cheek, and it felt so safe and warm. I closed my eyes just to memorize this feeling. I've never felt it, even when my dad would hold me when I was little.

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.”

He was someone i had never seen, in my defence i haven’t seen so much people from the pack. “They thrive the best in the cold, their colors comes out the most, making them stand out.” he explained turning to the flowers. He had a sharp jawline and I noticed the piercing on his right ear. In all he was great looking. “Most people call them the devil flowers, because they thrive when people get sick. It gets the judgment from people who can’t be like it.” “Yet you adore it?” he nodded with a small smile. “It reminds me that even in the bad times it is possible to thrive.” He said. “I am Kelvin, you must be the new girl, Laila.”