Asshole Rose Novels & Stories

Vernon had returned, looking exhausted. He was even holding a bouquet of fresh flowers. He walked toward me with no trace of guilt or remorse. "Avril, I brought you your favorite roses." Red roses represented sincere and passionate love. Right now, those flowers looked like a joke in Vernon's hands. I accepted the roses. Thinking that I was no longer angry, Vernon began to explain. "It's Peggy Cahill. She's been diagnosed with bone cancer. All she wants is to marry me.

"Where does it hurt, Ms. Shaw?" I pointed to my chest. "Carlo kicked me. I think he got me in the rib." Then I pointed to the back of my head. "Got hit on the stairs when I fell. I'm still dizzy, too." Carlo's expression got darker and darker after every word I said, while Don Vinnie's expression became colder. "Take Rosa away for a full checkup," he ordered. "And put it all on Carlo's personal account."

Alessia shouted back and her voice cracked as she tried to step toward me again but the rage in my chest was too loud for me to listen to her excuses. "You're just like him and you're just another killer who uses the family name to justify hiding the bodies in the garden, and I hate you for what you did to her!" I yelled and I grabbed a heavy glass bowl from the table and smashed it against the wall before I lunged at her throat with my fingers clawed like a wild animal.

A drop of tear landed on the back of my hand. I ignored it and made a rose appear out of thin air just like a magician. "When we first started dating, you were nothing but a bouncer. The owner's enemies came looking for trouble. On Valentin's Day, you were severely injured and covered in blood. I was worried sick. I cried helplessly as I looked at your wounds. But what did you do? You pulled out a rose that you had been hiding, and it was covered in blood." Thomas chuckled as he took the rose from me.

The waterfall roared louder than usual, but a rancid smell overpowered the usual scent of roses. Rogues were waiting for her, not Xavier. One of them was the unkempt man from the market. Rose readied herself, then she felt him. Xavier, running flat out, drawn by the bond. He burst into the clearing, eyes blazing. “Rose, run!” “No, we fight together.” Then the wild roses moved like a living thing. They had always grown thick here, but tonight they came alive. Vines wrapped her ankles, thorns gentle against her skin, petals brushing her face.

Jayden flips her folds with his right thumb, his other hand caressing her plum breast. She whimpers, her back arcing upward. She’s so sensitive, Jayden realized. “Did she tell you how stubborn we are?” he asked, applying pressure on her clit, teasing her with his calloused thumb. “Did she tell you that once we like someone, we never ever leave them alone?” he smacked her breast lightly. Rita, helpless and sore, cries out. It’s hard to discern the cry. Is it from pleasure or helplessness? She—’

Continuation: - Rudra entered his cabin, after the fight he just had with Sakshi, only to come across the face, he never wanted to come across and run away from for whole of his life… “What do you want Kiara??? Don’t you have some other work or better patients to treat, rather than tailing behind me the whole time?” he snapped at her feeling totally frustrated on seeing her behind him the whole time. Yup, that was Kiara, his so-called fiancée, whom he despises with everything he has in himself.

Isobel wrinkled her nose before saying, “Probably all of them, to convince suckers like you that they’re kind and benevolent souls.” I scowled at her moodily, wanting to argue my case. But there wasn’t much to say except, yeah, I was a total idiot sucker who’d gotten taken in by a freaking scammer. I hissed out a huff. “I can’t believe this.” My gaze strayed to the baby rose plants. “I wonder what color they’ll turn out, then? Or if they’re even rose plants.” “Oh, they’re definitely roses,” she assured me. “But your guess is as good as mine on the color.”

Or was it not a sweven? She could still imagine that very moment in their P.E.class when her whole body gradually hardened and somehow she herself was turning to a…to a rose. Not just a rose, a blood rose. Or was it just an ordinary rose? She’d never seen an actual blood rose before anyway and Rozelyn bet that it was far more different than any other roses. It possesses such extraordinary abilities and so it shall also possess an extraordinary appearance. She licked the blood from her finger, making her tongue taste the blood that it had been craving.

Caleb pulled her into his arms and held her there for a while. Daisy rested against his shoulder with her eyes closed. They were both silent. After a while, she finally said softly, "Let's go home." Caleb loosened his hold and took her hand again as they walked outside. - Dario sat in his study scrolling through posts on the dark web. He saw a post. [Sophia ran someone over and was dealt with by the Anderson family.] He stared at the screen. He slowly clenched his fists. He recalled the day Daisy had lain in a pool of blood. Blood streamed down from her forehead, and he couldn't wake her up no matter how hard he tried.