Amy Rose Dead Novels & Stories

My instincts screamed at me that something was off. As she descended the stairs, her eyes locked onto mine, and I felt a jolt of alarm. Her makeup was different, darker and more dramatic, not at all like her usual style. But it was her aura that truly caught my attention - a dark, powerful energy pulsed around her, radiating from her small frame in waves. My heart sank as I realized the truth: Roxy was dead, and she had been Risen.

She added getting up to stand on her feet. Ravenna closed her eyes as tears fell freely from it. "I'm sorry." she whispered and there was no movement from her anymore. The corpse's poisoned flowers came out from her mouth, ears and body which made Adelena smile widely. Plucking one of the corpse flower it made and inhale it and then proceed to face Osiris and the others. "It is done." she announced and left the sitting room, climbing the staircase. "Are you sure she is dead?" Osiris asked, staring at his late wife's body, unmoved by it.

DAWN’S POV I was seated in the throne room, watching as the elders and gammas of my pack whispered among themselves, unable to believe that their alpha was dead. I assured them that he was dead, but they demanded to see his body. "I want to see his body! How can we believe he is dead without seeing his body?" one of the gammas said, with a tinge of desperation in his voice. "You don't need to see his body. Trust me, he's dead," I replied with a cold tone, trying to hide my smile.

His head then snapped to me, seeing him filled with such determination. “Rose is dead.” He said and I thought he was joking, I seriously thought he was until Aline’s link came through. ‘Ziss, are you awake? Brum found Rose dead. Someone broke in and killed her, they tore the baby from her womb. Conri and I are going to help track the killer. The pack is in your hands.’ She said with me nodding my head only to recall she couldn’t see me. I was just in shock. I swallowed. I could already see it in my head and my hand quickly went to my own belly.

"Well you're too late. She’s dead." The woman’s eyes flashed. She raised a hand and suddenly the air shifted. A mirror materialized between them swirling with darkness before revealing a woman. Glorious white hair flowed down her back, her eyes fierce, unyielding as she trained with a sword. She looked nothing like a helpless child. More of a certain Alpha. The Poison Rose. The Beta paled. "But...she...she said she wasn't.." "Enough." The woman stepped closer in amusement . "You never were a good liar, Solice."

For a man who prided himself in his self control, I was doing a really shit job at controlling myself because here she was in front of me and all I could think of was burying my cock down her throat just to see if she could still speak with my airway blocked. Fuck. Fuck. Look away! I cannot kiss her again, not now, not in this shitty mood I'm in. I've just found out Dylan's words were true. Elijah is in fact alive. I got the pictures sent to my inbox from my eyes on the inside, Darius, who was one of Nikolai's soldiers had gotten a clear view of my so called friend who miraculously Rose from the dead. He made a fool of us, a fool of me. And I was so fucking pissed.

I screamed and almost dropped the candle stand. “ No…No…” I turned my eyes to the mirror on the wall. Words were appearing on the glass, but no hand was writing them, the letters were forming themselves in the mist. HE KEEPS US HERE I stumbled backward. Tears rolled down my face. The roses near the door had changed again, the white petals were now streaked with blood. Blood was spreading through the cloth. My phone rang on the floor, and I picked it up, an unknown number, I answered instantly.

"Stellan! Stellan, you're awake! I knew it! I knew you weren't dead!" She whipped around to face me, her expression twisting into something vicious and triumphant. "Elara Renworth! Your plan just fell apart! Stellan's awake! He's alive! Just you wait. The moment he gets out of there, he'll throw you out like the garbage you are!" There were more thuds, louder now. The lid of the coffin shifted, pushed from the inside, and a gap appeared. A pale hand reached through the opening. Stellan Montclair was alive.

But he was here, so he’d have to do. Wanting to appear as nonthreatening as possible, I smiled and waved. “Hey. Sorry for bothering you, but do you know how to get to the rose garden?” That must’ve been the wrong question to ask. His face drained of color. “No,” he said, shaking his head. “You can’t go there.” What? “Why not?” “A monster lives in there. Half her face is melted off. She eats the thorns from the roses so she can spit them at people, stabbing them in the neck to slice their throats open until they bleed out and die.”

For Dalton to say the same words Rose said only means that his life is in grave danger if it doesn't work out. "Who's volunteering?" Carlos asked ignoring the question Dalton asked. Rose raised her hand. "I'll go." She got into the open space. Carlos pulled the cover over it and placed the dead body on the other side. He pressed the green button between the two tubes and there was a vibration coming out from Rose's tube. It moved vigorously as the ghost disappeared but there was no sign of the ghost entering the dead body. Carlos was worried because as the ghost disappeared, there was to be a reaction from the dead body but nothing.