flowers bloom until they rot

FLOWERS BLOOM UNTIL THEY ROT ;; an independent horror & supernatural themed multi muse. haunted by christina. guidelines & muses.

FLOWERS BLOOM UNTIL THEY ROT ;; an independent horror & supernatural themed multi muse. haunted by christina. guidelines & muses.

☆ ───── an independent fandomless oc with highly active verses in star wars, sons of anarchy, and the walking dead. flown across the stars by christina. minors and personals dni. mature themes can be found. cardd.

Cassidy kept smoking his cigarette. His eyes narrowed and ears perked up for the sounds of Nadja emerging back into the night with their victim. Sometimes a meal tasted nicer with revenge.

After that, she did exactly what she told Cassidy she'd do - be sweet and charming, which was enough to convince the distracted hunter that there was nothing to worry about when she suggested they leave the bar together and go somewhere else. He probably assumed they'd go back to her place. Nadja had other plans when they stepped out into the dark and knew Cassidy's eyes were watching from the shadows.

she gestures for the vampire to sit, to join the firelight. once, she had been a slave to vampire kind and for a while after, had hated them. but a thousand years had passed and given her much perspective on it all. "he was attacked. by vampires, lycans, humans. too many things have happened to him. i watch out for him now - until we find the one he belongs with," she smiles softly.

❝ What would so many creatures want with him? ❞ The vampire discreetly inhaled his scent, finding it unlike any one creature she had crossed before. It was familiar yet pungent. ❝ What is he? ❞ She asked, brown eyes flickering to the woman.