* Prompt 110: 20 days of freedom. Mod: 21 days. If the Stinking Corpse Lily had come from Scotland, the creature within it would have been named a member of the Unseelie Court. If from the Appalachians instead of Indonesia, it would have been called a Wendigo. And if it had come from the Mediterranean, perhaps it would have been a Dryad. But it's home had been dragged to a southern mansion on the Gulf Coast, to a people who thought the paranormal was a lie whispered by Satan to ears that wouldn't hear a sermon--even when a few of them knew better. But the Rafflesia arnoldii wasn't made for the subtropical swamplands of the coast, and needs nurturing to survive--and even more when it finally breaks free from it's bloom. The first line of defense is a young billionaire named Charles Bardot, a son of "the blood", and beyond him, his mother Cherish Claris. Neither of them is prepared to stand between humanity and a monster that refuses to fit the modern idea of rational. But if they don't, more people will fall to the creature that sees humans as their cattle.
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