Alaska Rose Novels & Stories

From the glow rose a single spark that drifted upward, caught in the wind, and vanished into the clouds. A signal. “Let the packs see it,” I whispered. “Let them know the moon bleeds again.” Varyn’s men moved to the edges of the ruin, lighting torches, feeding them to the storm. The smoke curled crimson, thick and deliberate, rising into the gray sky. Far away, I knew, he would see it Ares in his fortress, watching the same smoke climb the horizon like a scar. I turned my face toward the forest, where the goddess’s silver still slept.

Her wolf liked how he stalked towards them , she liked it when his attention was upon them . " Rosie , just speak up " he ordered , letting his dominant alpha vibes choke her up . Again , Rosalie ignored him and his pull at her . But it was proving difficukt especially when her body was reacting in such a way towards him - lust was rolling off like sweet sin from her skin . And they were standing so close to their bed - a little push and she would be a rose dedicated to Alpha Aiden. She imagined him , going all rogue and placing her down on her stomach before he pulled at her bringing her on her hands and knees , she licked her lips imagining him forcefully taking her from behind and her c

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"Lyse, this Rose Island is something I prepared specially for you. It's my wedding gift to you." Alyssa's entire body tensed up. Through gritted teeth, she growled, "Son of a bitch!" With his icy lips, Jameson pecked her on her forehead, on the tip of her nose, and her earlobe. In a husky voice full of passion, he said, "I've filled this place with your favorite roses. There are white roses, red roses… I've also cultivated black roses for you. I'll carry you there to have a look shortly, alright?"

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You

"Oh, Carlo. Look at me. Take a good look... Whose wedding do you think this is? This is my wedding. Mine, and I'll be marrying Luca. And you? You're just a madman crashing someone else's wedding." His smile froze. Tears rolled down his face. "No… It's not true… Rosa, you love me…" I dropped the wilted roses at his feet. "You're wrong. I did love you...but that was in another life. You murdered that love with your own hands, and my life along with it. All I have for you in this life is hate." I took Luca's arm and walked past Carlo without looking back. His cries echoed behind me, but none of that mattered to me anymore.

, he had no more debts to repay. If there were ever a life beyond this one, he hoped, that he would never cross paths with these people. He stayed like that for a while, his vitality slowly getting drained away and soon, he'd be left lifeless. [Host has successfully activated the: WITHERED ROSE, system.] [Host's vitality is decreasing at an alarming rate. Initiating immediate resuscitation!!] What was that?. Who's there?! Alan paused, listening to the automated feminine voice as it spoke through his consciousness. He was certain that he was at the depths of the sea at this point,it was currently impossible for someone else to be around him. He relaxed - Probably he was just hearing things.

Rose said and sighed. She didn't tell the actual truth. She was looking for a 'Blood Orchid', but the main reason she wanted to go there was Elsa. After a few days, the old event was going to repeat. And she wanted to avoid telling Alina because everyone had greed for power. Alina was a black witch. It would only take a few seconds to change her mind and betrayed them. “Aunt, have you seen my Orange Cookies?” a voice asked. Hearing Elsa's voice, both looked back and saw Elsa. Elsa asked this while rubbing her eyes so that she could open her eyes entirely. Watching this both Rose and Alina chuckled.

He wanted something that would impress her, something that would make her feel special. The shop was filled with the sweet scent of roses, and he was drawn to the rows of beautiful blooms. The owner of the store wondered who the special lady was as no ordinary lady would push the Alpha to shop himself. Alpha Drake chose a bouquet of deep red roses, wrapped in a ribbon. After making payments, he went to the clothing store, seeking the perfect black dress. He wanted something that would make her feel like a queen, something that would dazzle and delight.

I feign a smile, “I like your dress.” “Thank you.” she grins, touching the Hem of it. I don't like it, the floral pattern is too large and nauseating, and she's dressed like the kids. Still, looking at her I can't shake the way she's literally Rose if you were to order her from a duplicate store with limited resources for copying the original. Is that why she's dating Alpha? “I see Alpha Knox has a particular preference.” “Amara,” Rose warns. “What?” I feign innocence. “I just mean you're both very pretty.”