Amy Rose Dead Novels & Stories

Rose sighed and watched them being surrounded Charlotte saw that they were surrounded and cussed inwardly. Since Rebirth she has always scaled through smoothly and has never experienced any failure. But whenever Rose appears she keeps facing all kinds of bad luck. She just didn't know why Rose won't die, she really doesn't want to believe that no matter what she does she is unable to defeat Rose. Even after throwing her into the packs of Zombies, she survived while Ryan ended you turning into a Zombie. She hates Rose so much that she can't wait to skin her alive and show her who was given a second chance by Heaven to change her destiny.

"Now that the new drug has succeeded, everyone in the medical field is praising Prof. Stenson as a genius. But none of them know that this medicine could've saved you long ago. He just chose to let you die, because…" She leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Because you're worth more alive than dead. Chloe, do you know why he's been visiting you less these past six months? It's because he's already gathered enough data from you—you've almost outlived your usefulness. So now… you can die." My chest heaved violently as the air caught in my throat. Each breath burned, each second harder than the last. The monitor beside me erupted into a shrill alarm, the red lights flashing in sync with my pa

It was the latest rumors about a body that was recently found in the woods. After both priests reorganized the dining table, Albert began to speak, “I hope no one leaving the temple today because we just found someone dead in the woods.” Stefan leered at Albert and asked with a mouth full of food, “Who was it?” Paris quickly replied, “It was Rosalinda Rosewood, King Stefan.” Stefan was shocked to hear it, he almost spilled the food inside his mouth to Jayden’s face, “Why did she come here?” he asked, “isn’t she living inside the Weeping Forest as a hermit?”

I didn't need to be told that he was dead. He looked and felt very dead. His throat was obviously torn out. And beside him were two smaller forms. One was Rosa who was still lying there. But she had collapsed. And she was not moving. The other was a Lycan wolf. I knew that wolf. Ronan.

said Noumi. Noumi guessed that it was Yorin, his younger brother. Arjun and Juni got ready, they prepared equipment and weapons that might kill vampires. They also did not forget the flowers in the suitcase, they divided the red rose evenly with each person getting 20 red roses. A red rose can glow for 24 hours and after 24 hours it will fall by itself. The death of a flower can turn into a weapon to kill vampires. ***

Taylor's POV The man died a painful death. The nail pierced until it was visible at the back of his head, Rose seemed to be in a very good mood as she screamed in happiness, licking the blood off of her face, I found this more than horrifying, wondering if this girl was even normal. She was only 23. I began to wonder what kind of horrible person she would be by the time she reached her thirties. “That was so refreshing!” She said with a massive smile,

Blood roses. Rafael’s hand tightened around the fragile flower, crushing it slowly between his fingers. A symbol. A secret. Not grief. Not loss. Love. Defiance. War. His lips curled into a dangerous smile. "So," he said softly, almost lovingly. "The game has only just begun." He tossed the crushed rose onto the floor, grinding it under his boot. "Bring me Matteo," Rafael ordered, his voice sharp as a whip. "And this time... bring the girl too."

Demetria’s bones were mysteriously broken, like a twig snapped into tiny pieces. And her whole body was like a carrion. No. It was not like a carrion. It was absolutely a carrion. It was as if the Black Peruvian Rose drained every inch of life and every ember of existence from Demetria Cruise. She can no longer be identified. Perhaps even how many multiple autopsies will be conducted, no one will know the cause of her death. “Hmm, it’s really true to what the Blood Mistress said. The Black Peruvian Rose can definitely kill and suck out the life of heathens, vampires, and werewolves...”

She bent his neck and sank her fangs into him too, drinking from him until he was also dead. She turned to her last victim and saw that he was crouched low, his two hands covering his ears as if to block out the sounds of her previous victim. She heard him reading the rosary and nearly laughed. Did those pathetic humans think that reading the rosary could save them from the vampire's clutch? Come to me. She commanded him and watched in amusement as the man stood up and walked towards her. Bend your neck for me. She commanded again. The man obeyed the order without any resistance.

Not something Eclipsa would choose but I'm guessing choices are limited in wherever they are. "I love you guys. Please tell them when you see them. I love you all so fucking much. It hurts." "I'm sure it does. But you'll be fine. Anastasia, you need to finish this. The alpha won't believe you, so you've been gathering proof. It's in the roses. Check the roses. Okay?" I pulled back, and her thumb brushed over my eyes. "You've always been different from us. We're here with you, Ana. You can get to us whenever. I'm not sure how. There's something different about where we are. We're dead, but also trapped somewhere bad. But I know we're with you."