65 Roses Condition Novels & Stories

The scent of roses filled the air, their sweet fragrance captivating her senses. The atmosphere in Sean's penthouse suite was charged with anticipation as Katie stepped inside, her eyes widening in awe at the breathtaking scene before her. The soft glow of candlelight illuminated the room, creating an ethereal ambiance. She took in the delicate arrangement of roses, their petals velvety and inviting. It was a tableau of romance, a space where time seemed to stand still.

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.

Valentine spent a thousand pounds of gold to buy a bunch of roses, which were so romantic that no one could match. In the contents of the live broadcast, the ugly looking Cerys took out an advertisement from her dojo and inserted it directly into the middle of the large bunch of roses. She then crossed her legs and sat down. The contents on the advertisement were: "Roses for sale at a special price, 20 dollars for a bunch. Come as fast as possible if you want to buy them." Beau: "..."

"Don't get angry and don't get sick again, okay?" Rose nodded as she pouted. "Previously, I have been healthy and never got sick all year round! When I met you, my immune system had weakened! Your aura is too strong! Then... grow me some more roses! Red roses represent fiery love. I hope our love and marriage will last for a long time and be prosperous forever! Hubby, you will always care about me..." It would be perfect if he could pamper and spoil her like this for a lifetime! Although she understood that no matter how fiery love was, there was a shelf life. It would become bland in the end.

“Err... Okay, Sir. What color of roses would you like?” “What? They have colors now?” Damn it! I thought they only came in red! What does Gabby even like? I already sent her a red rose earlier—what if she’s tired of that color? What am I supposed to do now? “Yes, Sir. We have a complete selection—red, pink, orange, white, lavender, blue, and yellow roses.” “Damn!” I cursed. There are that many kinds of roses?! The only one I knew was red! Damn it! Why does courting a girl have to involve flowers anyway? This is riling me up! “Deliver every kind of rose you have there.”

"I’m a healer in training. I’ll stay right here with you. Rivka is helping, too. We’re working on these bruises so you can heal fast, okay?" I let out a long yawn, my throat tight. "Sure..." I mumbled. I couldn't tell if it was noon or midnight in this windowless room. The only thing bright was a vase of roses on the nightstand. They were incredible—petals swirled with every color of the rainbow, looking like wet paint. "They’re beautiful," I whispered. Rue smiled. "Rainbow roses from our garden. Want to hear the card?" She didn't wait for an answer. She plucked the note and read it with a little laugh.

I said but as I looked down at the bouquet, my throat closed up when I noticed that it was red roses. My mind immediately flashed to the red roses that my stalker sent to my house the other day and I broke out in cold sweat. “You like red roses right?” Rosa asked, her voice coming to me from somewhere that seemed far away instead of next to me. I clenched my teeth together and forced myself to nod. “Yes, of course,” I answered curtly. The tension etched on Rosa's face visibly relaxed. “Thank God,” she breathed. “I had initially ordered some sunflowers but they got sold out before I could finalize my payment this morning.”

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.

It smelled sweeter, but she could not figure out the other part of this rose fragrance. “Lovely isn’t it?” Vastria turned around to where the voice came from. The voice was warm and not startling. Lily Rosenburg stood before her with a few cut roses in her arms, clearly de-thorned. “I have never seen anything like this rose.” Vastria responded turning back to the rose.

“What’s the matter with you, Finn? They reserve these especially for the wives of several countries leaders. The petals of these roses are tremendously tender and silky, professionally cultivated before they were planted. When done properly, these roses can live for more than three months without withering. I believe they should be worth at least ten to twelve thousand dollars!” When Sara saw Finn’s dumbfounded expression, she attempted to beg him. She desperately wanted those roses! The beautiful waitress nodded as well. “Sir, I could tell from a first glance that your girlfriend must be a flower connoisseur. She could immediately tell that these are very, very, valuable! Would you like to