Amy Rose Summer Novels & Stories

Alfred found the clothe in Chevy’s belongings, Chevy was a classic playboy so there were no shortage of women stuffs in his luggage. As ivory approached the door to leave, she shook her head and turned around. ‘the reason why I visited you was to tell you that I want you to be in my team, I plan to go to Buklime mountain to gather some herbs and the ice lotus for merits point and I’m currently teamless...you can also tell your friends to join…if you want to’. Having said this she turned around and left. Immediately she left, Alfred jumped on the bed, grabbed his hair and used his head to hit the bed as he knelt on the bed.

she coughs awkwardly. Refusing to meet my eyes, she points at the kitchen entrance. "Let me show you around the house before your things arrive, then we'll go to the Northern Sin as Lorenzo asked." I nod, still noting the disdain and growing anger in her tone but not bothering to care. I already make it known to her that I'm not a pushover. It's up to her now to decide how to act around me. "What is the Northern Sin?" I inquire with genuine curiosity. "A club that belongs solely to The Black Rose," Fiore replies as she straightens her clothes, her slightly shaky expression reverting back to her graceful and controlled one.

Of course I wanted his number then I replied, "What is your name?" I sat my phone down so I could dry off and get dressed. Then like clock work another ping from I*******m. He asked, "What is your name beautiful?" I began to blush then replied. "My name is Elisabeth Rose Freeman ,but everyone calls me Beth", I messaged back. He then replied, "Vladius Lee Sinclair, nice to meet you Beth". I then in return sent my number to him. I finished getting ready for the day. I was planning on cleaning up my dorm room.

The smell of smoke never left her. Even after five years, Inés still woke up coughing some nights, the phantom scent of ash curling through her dreams like a ghost refusing to rest. “Name?” the guard at the Delgado estate gate asked, his voice flat but suspicious. Inés gripped the strap of her cheap bag tighter. “Inés Montoya. I’m here for the maid position.” The man’s eyes raked over her; young, pretty, average enough not to draw attention, which was the point. He muttered something into his walkie-talkie, then motioned for her to go inside.

I looked at the girl in his arms pale, trembling, silver still flickering faintly like embers inside her skin. Aria wasn’t going to make it through another summoning attempt. Not like this. “We need to move her,” I said. “Away from the castle. Far from the sea.” Ares stiffened. “Where?” “The mountains,” I whispered. “Wards run deep there. Old ones. Ones she might not break yet.” Another pulse trembled under our feet stronger. Closer. Ares swallowed hard. “Clara… she’s waking faster, isn’t she?” I nodded slowly.

A red rose is not selfish because it wants to be a red rose. ✾ “Your arm?” I blink reluctantly at the woman in front of me. Biting my bottom lip, I slowly raise my hand and show her my wrist. She grabs onto it, pulling it towards her. She smiles at me, or I think she does, the only part of her that I could see either way was her lips, the bottom part of her nose, and everything below her ankles. Then she pulls a small sharp pen from her pocket, stabs it on my wrist, making me flinch. The pen starts turning red, and just like that she had taken some of my blood.

“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.”

"Princess Arah, the others will lead you to the bath, please follow them, your highness." I saw one of the other maids coming closer to me and making hand gestures for me to follow them. I got towards the with one of the maids following behind. As I put one of my feet inside of the warm and welcoming water filled with the petals of the beloved and most beautiful rose.

She couldn't even bring herself to break the annoying alarm clock as this one was a customized one. The particular clock had a voice which always started with a sweet voice,"wakie wakie baby.... Rise and shine my queen..." But that was not the only reason, the reason we're never the words...nope... not at all... The reason was the voice... It belonged to Rudra... She still finds it a mystery to solve that how her friend caught a hold of Rudra's voice that too such sweet one... Groaning, she picked up her alarm clock on her nightstand, Sakshi looked at the time and said,

Tasha and her friend Lola Brooke decided to celebrate this year birthday in the Brooke's house. Tasha Adams and her best friend Lola Brooke are looking all prim and proper in there matching head to toe outfits. Tasha and Lola were full of smiles as usual welcoming their respective invited guest while there husband's were playing chess in the family room because Tasha's husband, Benjamin Adams is a reserved man or rather an introvert he only had one friend which is Mr Jasper Brooke. Niyola Adams, Tasha's 3 years old daughter was playing with her personal nanny, Franca on the inflatable bouncing Castle.