A book about blood and becoming, where monsters kneel, women rise, and power grows wild in scorched earth.

Lupines Bloom Where Blood Falls (The Florilegium Cycle, Book #1)

Everyone knows monsters don’t exist … Lorewood knows better.

Tucked deep in the mountains, this town doesn’t fear the dark; it invites it in. 

It remembers things the rest of the world forgot: The taste of blood in old rainwater. The way the wind goes still before something breaks. The quiet sound teeth make when they’re bared in the dark. 

The streets breathe old magic. The shadows stretch when you’re not looking.

And then she arrives, marked by power, unknowingly claimed by myth. 

Lorewood reaches for her—as do the monsters. 

Except for the one carved from shadow and slick with blood. 

Older than empires. More relentless than death. 

A creature made of bone-deep hunger and the dark between stars. 

He doesn’t want her softness, her storm, her fire; he wants her gone.

Lorewood doesn’t care what he wants, and she cares even less. 

But when something ancient rises to claim her—when holy men come carrying hate and stolen magic—it won’t be gods or gospel that answer. 

It will be fire and the monster who would kneel for her, with blood on his teeth and wildflowers in his hair.

Spice Level🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️

Spiciness includes:

  • A truly concerning number of orgasms

  • Shadow tentacles

  • Blowjobs that count as religious experiences

  • Possessive monster energy

  • Unhinged praise

  • Once cock marked with a passionflower tattoo

  • And enough “fucks” to start a new religion

If you’re here for monsters who worship, shadows that ache, and horrors older than time learning to ask before they take—good.

And if you’re here for the woman who makes them kneel, with blood on her teeth and wildflowers in her hair…

Welcome home.

⚠️⚠️Content Warning⚠️⚠️

This book contains scenes of graphic violence, explicit sexual content, blood play, and language that would make a sailor weep.

It also includes a depiction of sexual assault that is explicit, emotionally intense, and meant to be upsetting.

There’s one scene involving dubious consent. It’s not romanticized or without consequence. Ezra is just old, hot, emotionally stunted, and used to getting whatever he wants. He touched without asking. Not out of malice, but out of obsession and ignorance.

And when Aurora calls him on it, she doesn’t pull a single goddamn punch.

This is where he begins to understand that power isn’t dominance. Power is respect. Power is consent. Power is holding back when you could destroy everything, simply because she asked you to.

Please take care while reading. No book is more important than your mental health.

If those scenes are too much, skip them. You won’t miss the core of the story. You’ll still find heat, softness, defiance, and love on the other side.

Also contains:

  • Monster sex (shadow tentacle included)

  • Light spanking

  • Power exchange & praise kink

  • Possessive shadow monster with a praise/degradation problem

  • Recreational violence and the occasional dismemberment

  • Religious themes, including demons, angels, Lucifer, & Lilith

Mentioned but not acted on in this book:

  • CNC (Consensual Non-Consent)