Asshole Rose Novels & Stories

“I’m fine with a little blood.” Rolling my eyes, I attempt to push him off me. Only to be stopped by a gagging sound. Yohan stares at me. I stare back right at him. But the sound didn’t come from me. Slowly, my head turns around, towards the entrance. The entrance that was now pushed to the side. Auster standing there a tray in his hands, his ears tinted red. With his eyes closed, he was lifting the tray in front of him upwards, like he was offering to the Moon Goddess herself.

“Oh, I’ll tell you what I’m doing to you. First, I’m going to start by removing every stitch of clothing from your body, then I’m going to explore every inch of your luscious body. After that, I’ll play with all my favourite parts of your body until you beg me to take you. Then we’ll christen this bench in hopes we’ll be back many times in the future for a repeat performance. Look to your left.” Rose turned her head. “I misspoke. You can see how beautiful you are.” There was a mirror on the wall, and she could just see herself in it. Stretched out like an offering. “Keep watching as I take away the barriers of clothing.” He started with his own clothes and stood there like some fertility god

She wanted to scream and punch the wall, but she knew it wouldn't help so instead she just sat down on her bed, her face in her hands, trying to calm her breathing. Looking up at the sound of the door opening, Rose watched as Ash made a face and shook his head for a second, like it would help with the smell. Rose knew the room was filled with her unhappy scent now, but she for once didn't actually care and just lowered her eyes to look at her feet. "Don't listen to him, he is a class-A wanker" Ash said as he walked over to the bed and took a seat next to her.

“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.”

A fucked up asshole. My hands are soothingly rubbing onto her back, trying to at least let her feel some sort of comfort. Spending months and months with Rose has made me realise how love can cause so much pain in so many different ways. She has been lost and fragile ever since she left him; unwillingly left him.

It's the mate bond. I walked over and stood over Mason. He looked up at me and growled. "Growl all you want, Mason. You're pathetic." I spat at him. As I started walking away, he grabbed my ankle, making me fall and hit my head on a rock. I blacked out. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“Will she ever forgive me?” Lost in thought outside Sheila’s house, Kelly didn’t notice the door open until Rose stepped out and spotted him. “Asshole, what the hell are you doing here? You enjoy seeing her miserable, don’t you?” she snapped. Kelly’s jaw tightened. “Stop calling me an asshole. I’m not an asshole,” he said, voice low and unhappy. Rose sneered. “Calling you an asshole is an insult to assholes all over the world. You motherfucker—you’re more disgusting than an asshole.”

“Yeah, I’m still not used to you looking like her and you being the exact opposite of her. It still baffles me.” “Give me your hand,” Rojean just said before putting her hand out and taking his hand when he wasn’t giving it. She was quite reluctant but put her hand on her chest anyway. It was just for fun and didn’t mean anything, she just wanted to take off the seriousness from Krister himself. Krister looked at her, his hand shaking a bit as his face was now bright red from the embarrassment he was feeling. He really didn’t know what to do. Rojean laughed out loud, seeing his reaction to it. “I knew it! Men like you who’s always focused on work and are super rich, couldn’t get a girlfriend

I changed my tactic. "Defile her? Don't make me laugh, asshole. Rose is a fucking slut. It doesn't make any difference if there's gonna be one dick or three in that hole," he laughed. "I mean look at what she is wearing! She came here asking for it," he said. I've had enough of his blabbering at this point. He had no right to talk about her like that. Sure she was foul-mouthed and dressed provocatively, but it was her choice and this motherfucker was just pissing me off with his attitude.

The asshole poured cold water on us and he's now making a mockery out of us. "Rise and shine!" He sang mocking Kylie Jenner. Rose and I looked at eachother smirking evilly. He must have noticed our face because the next thing we knew the empty bucket flew towards us nearly hitting me on the head. Noel quickly rushed out laughing his head off. That little shit is gonna get it. "Let's get him!" Both Rose and I got up and ran after him with the cover still tangled in my legs. Reaching down to remove it I almost tripped but straightened myself out. We tackled Noel to the floor, with Rose gripping his hair and I on his back spanking his ass with a spatula that was one the floor. Don't know how it