Amy Rose Novels & Stories

Rose sighed sadly. "My mind is not working at all. There are very few days left now, and I don't know what I should give him. He deserves everything. And... I'm such a hopeless person that I can't even give a herl the happiness she deserves! said Rose. Ashley shook her head.

Jisoo asked "Gwaenchanh_ayo(I'm fine) Neo?(you?)" Jisoo nodded "It's great seeing you again after a long time" Rose smiled staring at her,she's really pretty and neat unlike her. She also attend Spice High,,it's obvious she's rich. Her skin look so flawless too,,, "Are you in a hurry?" Jisoo asked and Rose immediately nodded "I know you're not,,come with me for once. I thought we are friends" Jisoo pouted sadly

I let out a breath, "When will he wake up?" It had been one day without Orion and I was feeling overwhelmed with everything. Bidding farewell to Celia and others was not easy, I had to make sure no one doubted Orion's absence. "The blue mark is fading," Rose replied as she added a palm-shaped leaf into the red paste and started mixing it. "I am sorry you had to stay here taking care of a person you have never met before." She smiled but the smile was dull compared to her other smiles, "I am helping you. My mother would have wanted this."

Farro laughed and clapped his hands joyfully as he watched me beg. "I didn't expect you to willingly kneel in front of me. You give up so easily, bomber?" he sneered. I didn't speak yet. I let him go on and on. "What are you doing, Rose?" Aycxe asked angrily on the line. "Please, just let me. Don't involve him in this," I begged again. Farro played with his jaw with his finger and signaled his staff to bring Jairon closer to his place.

“Really? Because you were very quick to defend her earlier. Even the scene of the two of earlier at the law firm was like a scene out of a k drama. Have you been watching too many romance movies?” “She just looked… lost,” he admitted finally. “And I don’t like seeing people kicked when they’re down.” Rose’s smirk deepened. “So you do have a soft side after all.” He rolled his eyes, focusing back on the road. “You talk too much when you’re full, little Rose.” Rose chuckled softly, leaning back in her seat. The teasing and laughter filled the car as they drove home. But even as they laughed, Rose’s mind was already moving ahead. Evelyn Ashmore — an illegitimate lawyer with a ruined career — mi

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."

My lungs burned, my legs screamed, but I didn’t care, adrenaline kept me moving faster, my heart hammering in my chest. Yoooo… you’re probably wondering who this bitch is. “Yeah, that’s me. Rose David.” But… no. That’s not really me. I’m Blaire. Rose is just a weak-ass body I’m borrowing, face and all. But we’re nothing alike totally, completely different, i don’t get caught like that, I don’t get pushed around, I don’t let anyone touch me unless I want them to. “And yeah… this is how it all started with that bitch,Rose”

Rose held fourth Rose, 22 years old, who hated billionaires, holding £240B baby who has two hospitals and three buildings for strollers and 1000 Dior pajamas and 1000 white rose bushes, crying: "Fourth Rose... you are here... on Valentine's Day... 999 roses day... you are fourth Rose... Rose Ashford-Blackwood-Carter... who will hate billionaires..." Leo, in holy Primark hoodie, three holes, tears, kneeling, put ear to baby, not bump now, baby real, and whispered: "Fourth Rose, it's Dada, Primark Dada with three holes, holy hoodie Dada, you are here, you are real, not banana, not watermelon, Rose, fourth Rose..."

I'll be back you won't even know I'm gone (winks and left) CLAIRE: Anya is so cool ROSE: I know CLAIRE: Oh my God Rosie, look at that car. ROSE: I'm not a fan of cars but I know beauty when I see it. AXEL: And so do I. Hello girls ROSE: Um...who...are you? AXEL: I'm Axel (stretches his hands forth to shake) CLAIRE: (took his hand) Claire ROSE: (took his hand) Rose AXEL: Wow. What beautiful names you have. Matching your physical appearance

“Come on, man. Rosa’s looking hot tonight. She keeps smiling at you, and you’ve only got eyes for your beer.” Rome looked over at Rosa. She was hot. Long, red hair, and legs that never ended. She was definitely someone he’d be interested in getting to know better--if it weren’t for that phone call earlier. All he could think about was Ella. He’d even looked around the club, wondering if any of these girls could be her. But none of them looked like the picture he had of her in his mind. Dark hair, wide eyes, a beautiful smile…. No, he had a feeling his Ella wasn’t here tonight. “You should at least get up and dance,” Bart said, nudging him with his shoulder. “I need a wingman.”