Novel & Cerita 14 Roses

--- After dinner, we moved to the garden. The sun was setting. The roses were red against the orange sky. The air was warm. Matthew knelt down. Touched the petals. "They are beautiful," he said. "Laura planted them," Damon said. "All of them?" "No. I planted the first twelve. She planted the rest." "There are more than twelve." "There are a hundred and twelve." I looked at Damon. "A hundred and twelve?" "You said you wanted a thousand. I started with a hundred." "When did you do this."

She started wagging her tail and jumping up and down. I swear I just heard her say 'Mate' but that's impossible. Second chance mates didn't exist, and we just rejected our Goddess given mate. But then, the most amazing smell hit me, even more mouthwatering than when I smelled Mason. It smelled like Whiskey and Chocolate. That mixture was breath taking. Aunt Tara noticed me sniffing the air. "Alex, what's wrong?" She asks. As soon as her last word left her mouth, he door slammed open with such force, I thought for sure it was going to fall off the henges. What I saw in front of me left me speechless. A man in his twenties, 6'11, covered in tattos with short kept black hair, and the most beaut

‘I have, we knew each other since we were fourteen, he always came to my house on this same month and day so no one would notice’. Suddenly the door opened and a beautiful girl with silver hair came in. ‘Alfred are…’ Chevy looked at Nara angrily ‘you didn’t close the fuckin door’ ‘I’m sorry’ Nara apologizes. ‘Alfred are you okay’ ivory asked as she ran to Alfred bed and held his hand tightly with worry in her eyes. Nara looked at ivory, she threw seeds out of her bag, the seeds grew into thorns and rapidly approached ivory with the help of Nara.

He grabbed her and asked, "Why are you running away?" "I'm going to work." She patted his hand and looked around the office. She found that many colleagues were standing by. Some of them even took out their mobile phones to record and didn't intend to stop at all. "Don't worry!" He said with a smile. His blue and beautiful eyes were full of craftiness. He took out a bunch of roses from his back like magic. There should be nine roses in the bunch, all of which were extremely rare black roses. They were blooming, beautiful and charming. Their petals were like black velvet, with crystal dew on them. The fragrance of the flowers was overwhelming.

“Are you serious?” “Not as serious as Lover Boy is!” She steps aside. Right on cue, several men and women in uniform march in carrying vases of blood red roses, a large box tied with velvet ribbon, and yet another prenatal-packed smoothie with an itemized label of every ingredient slapped on the side. Okay. I might be enjoying the attention a little bit. Just the teensiest, tiniest little bit. “How many roses this time?” Hazel lets out a low whistle as she does a quick count. “Four dozen. And the expensive kind. Don’t these last a whole year?”

I clap with my hands when Chris finds the perfect spot on the bed for the bouquet of roses. I look around myself in complete satisfaction with my genius brain. I ordered 501 roses. Half red, half white. Put them in perfect order around Abigail's bed and ordered another bouquet of 101 roses to lay on the bed. It's just perfect. The strong scent of roses is suffocating, but it looks awesome! God helps the people who will clean after, though. And not only this, but I scattered rose petals from the front door to the bed. Too cheesy, you may say, but I find it romantic.

Roose said and anger was shown in her eyes. "A very Good morning My most Beautiful princess. This beautiful flower for the most beautiful person in the world! White Lily with Red Roses, just like you. I remember you always loved it. Take this and give a beautiful smile so that my day will be very beautiful." Marcas said all these loving things very sweetly and broke Christian and Roose's argument.

Darcy looked disheartened when she heard Ren badmouthing Kaze. Ren then pointed at the roses behind him and said, “Look at the 99,999 roses, I prepared them for you! If you look closely, you can even see your name.” Darcy got a closer look and actually saw her name in the color gradient on the petals. The workers must have arranged it without her knowing but she was not impressed at all. Ren’s method would work if he was trying to make some little girls happy.

I was utterly exhausted, yearning for some sleep. Looking out of the skylight, I was met with a vast, colorful sea of roses. The rose garden extended as far as the eye could see, spreading until it reached the horizon. Giselle informed me that Sebastian had employed over a hundred skilled gardeners to cultivate this garden, featuring rose varieties like Juliet roses, Louis XIV roses, Green Lemon roses, Rhodes roses, Pink Countess Eva roses, and many more superior breeds. The tower's top provided the best viewpoint for appreciating the rose garden.

The three of them stepped back into the club. Just then, a waiter pushed in a massive bouquet of red roses. "Mr. Hardy, here are the 999 roses you ordered for Miss Seraphine Cox." In that instant, the atmosphere shifted. Luke's expression darkened first. Nine hundred ninety-nine roses symbolized an all-consuming love—anyone witnessing such a grand gesture would read into it. He stole a glance at Daphne, a flicker of unease in his eyes, but she remained unfazed.