The Death Confession Flower

Coming soon: The Death Confession Flower [Supernatural] [Temporary Blurb]

The night was thick, the cold wind piercing.

I emerged from thorns and ashes.

I was buried beneath pale roses, then drifted out of a silent grave in the night.

I saw her again against the light, in a simple white dress, her expression indifferent.

Just as I remembered, she stole my soul and stopped my breath.

I crossed a field of corpses and pulled her into my arms.

I drew out my scorching blood and stained her soul red.

I offered my decaying heart and embedded it in her consciousness.

I was incurably obsessed with her, wanting to draw her gaze with life and death.

Her dark hair slipped through my fingertips.

I gently brushed her cold red lips.

Her eyes were red-rimmed, filled with a fear that drove me mad.

Night mist and muddy swamps seemed to overflow with fragrance.

I love her body. I love her soul.

I love her cold, broken figure, and I love the beauty of her smile when she looks back at me, which shakes me to my core.

Her heart was frozen into stone, never to crack.

I held it and crushed it.

Daylight fell.

Until death do us part.

[Note: The main story will be written in third person!]

1. Please add The Death Confession Flower [Supernatural] to your favorites! I can start writing sooner once it reaches the platform's required number of favorites. Please support, favorite, and leave comments, everyone. Thank you!

2. Horror + genuine supernatural phenomena + sanity loss + dark themes + possessive love.

Coming soon: The Malice of Anservy. Please add it to your favorites! Visit the author's page to favorite it.

Anservy was once the governess of a pair of twins in the Whitegold Duke's castle. But the twin young masters became so obsessed with her that she was imprisoned in a gilded cage, subjected to their frenzied possessiveness, and denied any escape.

She was a rose gradually withering under torture. The surging malice of the world and its cold stares clung to her, all because she was not a perfect victim.

She was full of vengeful desire, aggressive to her core, and utterly ruthless.

A perfect victim, however, is supposed to be gentle and kind, to forgive every act of violence and let go of all the suffering inflicted upon her. She is supposed to wait for justice to arrive, and trust that the world and the law will punish her abusers in time.

But Anservy was not like that.

This victim was cold and thorny all over. She used every means at her disposal, even herself, to exact savage revenge for every evil obsession and unjust crime!

Coming soon: Kaleo. Please add it to your favorites!

An extra story for The Divine Descendant's Deadly Love. If you enjoyed it, please show your support by commenting and adding it to your favorites! I can start writing sooner once it reaches the platform's required number of favorites. New readers who haven't read The Divine Descendant's Deadly Love can also favorite Kaleo. It's a new upcoming story, so you don't need to worry about being lost.

Descendant of the Thunder God, Kaleo x Peerless Harpist, Li Laiyin

Kaleo [Temporary Blurb]

[In the ancient, distant history of Dite, there was once a mighty descendant of the Thunder Angel God.]

[He was Kaleo. He bestowed upon the world thunder that shook the heavens and lightning that split the endless night.]

[Kaleo was the darling of the gods, the embodiment of divine power.]

[He possessed divine purity, androgynous beauty, and a sacred body.]

[Kaleo stood at the very summit, undefeated in battle.]

[The people of Dite adored and revered him. They were enthralled by him, went mad for him, gave everything for him, and would do anything for him.]

[During a military campaign in Dite, he conquered a city-state. At the magnificent feast in its main city, Kaleo, seated high upon the throne, caused a sensation among everyone present.]

[Pure-blooded divine descendants were beings found only in legend, supreme treasures of the world. Everyone longed to catch his attention.]

[But purebloods were arrogant by nature. Dancing to lively music, scarlet roses, extravagant diamonds, brilliant candlelight: none of it could catch his eye.]

[Until a figure appeared in Kaleo's field of vision.]

[A girl came from the abyss. She was so dazzling that, standing quietly apart from the crowd, she was already a wondrous sight that lit up the entire world.]

[Kaleo felt a strange change in his body. His chest ached, and his heartstrings trembled beyond his control.]

[He looked at the girl, and all reason was swallowed up in an instant.]

[His body moved without conscious thought, and he walked toward her without hesitation.]

[The divine descendant conquered the city, and the girl conquered his heart.]

[A chance encounter that made his heart skip as he turned to look back. A sudden, inexplicable pang in his chest.]

[An irresistible attraction, an almost frenzied obsession.]

[Who was she? Where did she come from? What did she want? None of it mattered anymore.]

[He realized that she was the only one he could see.]

[He had fallen in love with her.]

[Love transformed the divine descendant. Golden markings of his transformation into a sexual being gradually spread across his body. His divine power turned unstable and chaotic as his heart was overturned, and a storm rose in the sea of his mind.]

[He became a man, and he claimed the one he loved.]

[Kaleo lost his pure, sexless nature and the purity of his body.]

[The priest told him: “She is a demon who bewitches people's hearts. These feelings are dangerous. Kill her and be done with it.”]

[The elf told him: “She is a witch who brings ruin to nations. These feelings are dangerous. Kill her and put an end to this calamity.”]

[Kaleo was not unaware of how the girl had inspired such burning love in him, or of how dangerous it was to be so out of control...]

[But whenever he saw her glance back and smile, he understood in an instant:]

[There was no escaping fate.]

[Note:]

1. Western fantasy + epic warfare + class disparity + possessive love! + the dark ages.

2. Pure-blooded divine descendant x human girl. An extreme difference in power, but absolute equality of soul.

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Theme: Justice will come in the end