Amy Rose Dead Novels & Stories

She divided the bouquet in two and put each small bunch in a vase on either side of the tombstone. "There..." she sighed in satisfaction. "Happy Birthday dad." Ashleigh was walking off when she saw someone familiar not too far. She went closer to get a better look. It was Richard, he was on his knees at a grave. She went closer, curious to find out who he had lost. "To this day it still weighs heavily on my conscience," she heard him say. She heard a stick snap beneath her and shut her eyes. She opened them to see Richard looking at her. He quickly turned away to wipe his tears as he asked, "What are you doing here Ashleigh?"

How did it get there? Rain stared down at the rose she had found by her bedside the second the woke up. The scent drifting in the air and causing her to smile. It reminded her of her time in the cabin and Rain didn’t realize how much she missed waking up to the comforting scent of roses until this one was brought to her. Rain silently wondered with a smile, would they still let her go back to the cabin or did Alexander plan to have her stay in the mansion permanently?

Alina was one hundred percent certain, so certain in fact that she would bet away her soul, that her house was haunted. Sitting with an expression void of emotion, Alina rested her brown irises on the resin rose settled neatly on her nightstand amongst the dust gathered there from her constant neglect. To any person that wasn't Alina, there would be absolutely nothing amiss about the beautiful ornament staring innocently back at her. But there was something horribly wrong with the picture, something Alina had been noticing a lot with the objects residing within the smothering walls of her home; the rose wasn't where she had last put it.

He gave me a contagious toothy grin, one I immediately returned. His eyes then drifted to him, clapping him on the back. "This is Dr. Alexander Wood, my good friend. Came here for some books." I nodded. "Wood, this is Rosette. She's here now, so whenever you don't find me here, she's in charge." He nodded too, still looking at me. "Hello Rose, nice to see you again." He smiled down at me, and extended a hand for me to shake, the hand that wasn't holding on to the books.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN Officer Will took the call with sorrow. Grim Marie had taken her own life. She was found in the bath with expensive-smelling bubbles and a candle. She had used a razor. He wished this hadn’t surprised him. His heart felt heavy, but he tried to convince himself that at least she was at peace now, enfolded in the arms of her mother and her daughter. A third little urn lined up on the shelf, perhaps. At least the pain and misery of her hunt for The Wolf was over.

Lucas spoke through clenched teeth. " Lucas.. It's me. Rosie " She tried to touch his hand but he stepped back. " Rosie is dead! " He roared. Both Anastasia and Rosie flinched. " You saw her dead body. Didn't you? " He pointed at Daniel. " You both even attended her funeral " Daniel nodded. He was not sure what was happening. " Lucas.. I am not dead " Rosie whispered through her tears. She raised her hand to wipe them. " I am not dead, you idiots! "

He glanced at me, his eyes unsure. “What is it?” I stood up and snatched the paper from him, faster than he could blink. ‘Rose Blackwood is dead. Her grave is at Kennedy Cemetery. Stop wasting your time.” The paper slipped from my hands and dropped to the ground, just like my hopes.

Rose stood in a dim hospital corridor. The air smelled sterile, but the floor beneath her feet was wrong, dark, slick, reflecting her like a broken mirror. At the end of the hallway, she saw a hospital bed. Alissa laid there unmoving. Rose’s chest tightened. “No… she’s alive.” “You’re too late.” The voice came from behind. Rose immediately turned and froze when she saw it was her. She looked pale, lifeless, and hollow. Seeing the confused look on her face, her dead self smiled faintly. “You always were.”

All of humanity is related. Tansy approached them, her arms over her chest, her expression one of deep sadness. They all turned to her, waiting, but already knowing what she would say. "Rose didn't make it. When he flung her against the fence, her back struck a pole and broke. It looks like she suffered some internal bleeding as well. She died while Wanda held her." "I'm sorry," Rhychard said, as did everyone else, but it all sounded so weak in light of everything they just experienced and what Rose helped them to conquer.

Rose retorted, feeling even more useless. "Do you have any idea of who killed Ashley?" Rebecca asked again and Rose slowly nodded her head. "It was a female. I couldn't see her face but her build was perfect and the same as Raven's and Drexa's together." Rebecca said nothing and out of fear that Rebecca didn't believe her, Rose exposed her wrist and moved it towards Rebecca's lips. "Feed on me and go through my memory." She offered. Hesitantly, Rebecca grabbed her hand and sank her fangs in it.