Vampire Orchid Novels & Stories

She looked at the orchid with flaring eyes and smirked, "Time to feed my fires." In a fraction of a second, Nora used her flames to burn the orchid. She turned the greenery orchid into ashes with her purple flames. The blossoms and twigs burned down to ashes while the big tree in the orchid shed its leaves with burnt bark. The fragrance from the lovely buds turned into the pungent smell of burnt smoke. The colours that gave a pleasant view to every passer’s eyes became the ashes.

and I need to find the source of the intoxicating smell that is still in my mind and nose. TANSIA POV I temporarily lost the scent around dawn deep inside the forest, which annoyed me, but I was picking up a new scent now of tobacco and rum, thinking my mate may have either disguised his scent or covered it, telling me he is more than likely a witch. I can't help but be excited, I didn't want a wolf as a mate as they tend to be obnoxious and pompous, vampires tend to be aggressive and manipulative. but my parents taught me to always keep the mate bond.

He already knows what is wrong but he still needs to confirm. He studied the young woman's wounds. There are scratches around her arms and legs. Probably from the dragging by her predators. Jones is a vampire but after years of practicing self-control, he managed to make his senses devoid of any scent. If his guess was true, then this woman's blood wouldn't affect him no matter how addictive her blood is.

Once inside her den, she captured the radiant orchids from every tactical angle, flooding the freshman network with the images. [Sorelle: The solstice harvest has been secured~] [Wendy: High ancestors, that bundle is gargantuan! It represents triple the mass of the senior tracker's bouquet! And if my senses are accurate, those are the apex, mutated strains that grow only in the high caves, correct?!] [Grace: Ahhh Sorelle my wolf is begging! Can you please grant me a single stem? Please, please!] Sorelle possessed minimal knowledge regarding advanced botanical strains, but witnessing the intense submission and desperation of her peers made her scent spike with supreme arrogance.

Then a scream of pain. “Son of a bitch!!!” the little one screamed as the euphoria of the bite left her, and the pain of stopping it and killing the being that had given her the pleasure tripled her pain. He watched as she took off her black long-sleeve shirt, looking around until she found a precious vase. He stared. She wouldn’t... sure enough, she went over and began vomiting black goo into a Ming dynasty vase that had been priceless before that little thing was even born, and now she was vomiting into it. He watched her purge herself of the virus in an almost fascinating mix of horror and anger at her unabashed use of one of his priceless things, then just as quickly, she pulled out a li

Inside sat a flowerpot containing a single dark crimson blossom. The flower was beautiful in an almost unsettling way. Its petals had dulled to a deep wine-red color, as though it were slowly dying. Just as Vessara had suspected. Without the proper nourishment, the Blood Orchid had reached the end of its life cycle. There was no time to waste. Ignoring Mrs. Barclay's startled expression, Vessara pulled a slim dagger from her belt. With one swift motion, she sliced across her wrist. The blade flashed. Blood immediately poured from the wound.

“How is that possible. He went in to hiding.” “We don’t know but Myke will be here in the morning.” I say as we reach the room. Thankfully everyone I need is already here. “We need to make another recovery potion but one aimed at a vampire. I need some flowers from the corpse flower plant. I know it’s hard to find but we need it in a hurry.” I walk over to the wall we have all our herbs on and start grabbing down what I need. “I actually have some in my room. I bought it on my trip in Indonesia a few months back. I had a feeling we would need it.” One of my up-and-coming pupils said to me. She ran out of the room to go get it.

No, Baba, please, Baba, don't do this to me, I am your daughter too, please, Baba. ****** Name of King Elam in Vampire Word ... People trembled with fear because of the headlines in his eyes all the time, which made him even more frightening. His silence was mysterious. Everything was done at his beck and call. People were amazed at his appearance. He was unparalleled in beauty. Girls were just toys for him. She was a very beautiful and delicate girl. She was barely seventeen years old. Her resistance had given him a strange relief. He called the guard inside through the intercom. Who was now waiting for the order with his head bowed?

So their minor mistake can trap them in a big bait from which they may never get out. “So what do we do now?” Rose asked at the same time her eyes fell on the black orchids a little away from them, which has the power to suppress the arduous poison. And when she saw it, her eyes sparkled like stars. Without informing Arthur, she moved ahead. But as soon as she went, she stumbled upon something and felt a hard object in front of her feet. Curiously, she removed the soil from that hard thing but saw a skeleton of a woman, which scared her badly. She screamed at the top of her lungs. “Arthur.”

A huge Venus fly trap ready to impress him with show tunes prior to devouring him? Behind him, Sarah was muttering curses under her breath, her hair snagging on bushes, undoing her braids. Mike ignored her ramblings, concentrating on the new problem at hand. He had given them over to the Mandragora. Now what? The bushes disappeared, and they were in a large clearing. At its center was the Mandragora itself. Nearly twelve feet tall, it was a giant, green bulb with an amateur bloom on top of it. Huge leaves surrounded the base, interspersed with giant pitcher plant traps that looked like giant, green sleeping bags. The vines pulled them ever closer, dragging them through the dirt. Up above, ha