Vampire Orchid Novels & Stories

melody called “Okay so are these two people a match? “I would say no” “Elaborate” “Well they both have green eyes and blonde hair, and similar builds. So naturally I assume they are related” “Okay and what do you see here” “This question always gets me, what do you think I’m going to say when I see my orchid, I see my future. I see an orchid, a purple one, that’s flowering and going pretty well” “And why is it flowering and thriving” “Because it is a mountain orchid, native to this region and it is hot and humid in this room something this species loves”

Ana covered her mouth. "That means two pieces of good news." Ana spoke to herself. "First, I can see this plant in person. I can even hold it. Then secondly this is a sign that the notes in the book are correct. Darice would really faint if that's happening." Ana smiled while smelling the scent of the ghost orchid. Ana picked up her cell phone, she intended to make a video call to Darice so that the girl could see the ghost orchid. Ana looked at her cell phone then sighed when she saw that it was completely dead.

More of his sarcasm? But the vase was different. Made of rustic, dark ceramic. And inside, there was not an explosion of colorful petals, but a single flower. Strange and magnificent. Its petals were such a deep red they bordered on black, with long sepals that extended like claws or… bat wings. It looked like something out of a gothic dream. It was an orchid. A Dracula Vampira. My heart leaped. Only one person knew of my strange fascination with rare and somber orchids. Only one person would use such symbolic language.

But it was just as deadly to humans. "Damn it," I hissed. The hunters were willing to sacrifice innocent humans to get to the vampires. For the next 48 hours, I didn't sleep. I used every bit of my knowledge to analyze the toxin's molecular structure, searching for a counter-agent. The gene sequence from the mystical orchid was the key. Its natural UV-resistant properties could neutralize the toxin's deadly effects. I successfully synthesized an antidote for humans. On the third day, when the first batch of patients made a full recovery, the city erupted in celebration.

I wouldn't let that happen now. My whole body morphed into my vampire self. My eyes turned into a bright glowing red colour. My canines sharpened and my nails grew longer. I whipped my head towards Maya one last time to make sure she was safe before bolting down with the sole purpose to attack that damn creature. The wind rushed through me, my feet dug on the dirt as I was skillfully making my way through the thick trees. His pestering odour grew stronger and stronger meaning I was getting closer.

“Look here are the bottles you smash into the vampires or submerge your weapon in when attacking. I labeled them, and they are Purple V for the vampires. Green Z for Zombies are what I used to help at least subdue them. However, I don't know how effective it may work on them due to their makeup.” “Amber that is terrific. I looked up some information my good friend Marco had provided me about attacking them. He said chopping off their head and burning them has been working so far. However, he told me they are very strong, very resilient, and seem driven by orders.” Alex adds while examining her bottles of mixtures she had put together.

Take this very rare plant, for instance. Ileana had noticed the small movement away from her, and her lips curled in a gently mischievous smile. She followed him quickly to a staging platform, where a shocking pink spray of flowers glowed hotly. ‘This is Doritaenopsis “Malibu Gold” - allied to the genus of Paphiopedila .’ Bevis’s rolling Scottish burr seemed to soften when he talked of his orchids, Ileana noticed. How sweet it was. She began to feel quite jealous of the fabulous flowers around her. Now, if only she could get

I shuddered, my knees almost buckling. He brought those fingers to his lips. I gripped his hand and stopped him before he could put them into his mouth. His fingers were tinted pink with my wetness. The tears, the semen, the wetness between my legs—what we Vampires accept as natural is something I'm not so sure wouldn't thoroughly disgust a human. "Paul, I'm a Vampire," I said. "What makes my body wet is blood." He smiled. "It's okay. I'm a Werewolf. It's what I eat."

Well, putting away all of that aside, Natasha had hit the shower and put on a fresh pair of blue jeans with a pink top and a white sweater before getting into white sneakers. She let her blond hair rest above her shoulders as she grabbed a bag and put something in a sort of cage right next to her closet. "Come on out, V," she started after setting down what she had put at the base of the cage. A moment later, something slithered out from a dark corner of the cage. A snake;a green viper to be exact. Taika had given her the snake when she and her mother had gone on a visit to Hawaii, where she had learnt was her birth place.

“Damnit woman! I never thought she’d need to know!” Ignoring her fiancee, Marian turned her sympathetic eyes to Claire. “Chickie. Please tell me you how wolves mark each other when they find their mate, right?” Claire hesitantly nodded her head. “Yeessss. What does that have to do with me?” “Vampires basically do the same thing. Once they find the one they want to be with, they claim them by biting on the neck, injecting a little vampire venom, and effectively claiming them. It’s common practice and I’m appalled no one ever told you. Jackass.” Marian slapped Jack once more, turned on her heels and stormed off towards their room. She spoke over her shoulder, “I’m taking a shower and breakfast