Aura Rose Novels & Stories

Chapter 62 Aurora's POV "You look so beautiful," Aunt Giselle commented as she helped me with my make up and I couldn't agree less. "I didn't know that you were this talented, you should make a career out of this," I suggested, enjoying my new look. My wild auburn hair had been packed into a slick bun with some strands at the front curled to give me an innocent look.

She started wagging her tail and jumping up and down. I swear I just heard her say 'Mate' but that's impossible. Second chance mates didn't exist, and we just rejected our Goddess given mate. But then, the most amazing smell hit me, even more mouthwatering than when I smelled Mason. It smelled like Whiskey and Chocolate. That mixture was breath taking. Aunt Tara noticed me sniffing the air. "Alex, what's wrong?" She asks. As soon as her last word left her mouth, he door slammed open with such force, I thought for sure it was going to fall off the henges. What I saw in front of me left me speechless. A man in his twenties, 6'11, covered in tattos with short kept black hair, and the most beaut

She growled, Ariston and Maurice stepped back against the wall, they were petrified. I watched as she took another step forward, Ariston and Maurice were frozen with fear. Aura stood in front of them; the light grew brighter. I thought for sure they were going to meet the same fate Vivian met but, to everyone's astonishment, they dropped to the ground on their hands and knees. "We were wrong, you are the one, Aura. You are the one the Moon Goddess sent. Please spare us, we didn't know." They were both crying like fools.

"Your powers define you Azura. They are connected to your emotions, anger, sad, happiness. Your emotions can control your power. You just need to learn how to keep them at Bay." Wow, okay. Can someone wake me up from this nightmare already?. What's with all these talks about powers? "I know this must all sound strange to you. But you will understand everything soon." "I don't even know what to call you. I mean from your voice, I know you are female. But a female what exactly? Who are you and what's your name?" Maybe we could start there. "My name is Lily. I am your spirit guide and I'm so happy to find out you are alive little princess. We all thought you were dead"

The child’s eyes were dark blue almost violet, and he remember immediately from the meeting recently, that Paul Cunard calls her daughter, “Briar” Their conversation was halted with the arrival of Rosario with their breakfast and basket of fruits for George. A few moments later, they heard a knock and Aurora came in, with a stethoscope hanging around her neck. She was wearing a white lab coat over a printed aqua silk shirt tucked neatly in a pair of blue skinny jeans, and ballet flats. She was surprised to see Jared in the room this early and her gaze went from him to the older woman who was peeling apples in the kitchen sink.

Greg continued the introductions, "That's Aurora, and she's been assigned to you." For the first time, I observed her more closely, noticing how she stood out among the rest of the housekeepers. Aurora, in her late twenties, was a truly captivating presence. Her tall and elegant figure was accentuated by long raven-black hair that framed her beautiful face. She possessed physical features that were nothing short of pretty, with a long and graceful body that added to her overall charm. Yet, what set Aurora apart wasn't just her physical beauty but her remarkable kindness and warmth. Her commanding character was as captivating as her appearance, and her gentle, soothing behavior made her incre

Dash on one hand was very handsome, and I wasn’t saying that because I could see it yet, but because on their fifth birthday, I received a load of birthday cards from his classmates. I meant his girlfriends. “No, but…” Aurora showed up, yawning with her mouth wide open. “Aurora, how many times will I tell you to close your mouth when yawning?!” Aurora was the first among them. She had cinnamon brown hair and cerulean eyes. Unlike her sister, Hilda, her hair was shorter and naturally curly. “Mummy, the pancakes are black.” “Oh, my Goddess!” My children looked at me with raised brows, even Hilda who just entered.

Slowly, the doors opened, revealing Aurora. Aurora stood at the entrance, graceful like a princess from a fairy tale. Her gown was long and sparkling, made of white satin with intricate beadwork that reflected the light. The skirt flowed elegantly, with a train that followed her every step. Her hair was styled neatly in soft waves, adorned with a small crown that shimmered under the lights. In her hands, she held a bouquet of white roses and lilies, simple yet elegant. Her smile was gentle, but her eyes glistened with emotion, reflecting the happiness she felt.

Meanwhile, the guardian was given the absolute right to the pathway, as their blood is the only substance to open the sealed gateway. Aurora’s phone buzzed beside her, bringing her out of her thought. It was a text from her best friend Hephzibah, who was half girl half mermaid hybrid, which read ‘AURORA TO BELLONA, I know you are at your spot again but hope you know tomorrow is founder’s day and we haven’t selected an outfit for it’. Oops I forget that, she said. Picking herself up, she texted her, ‘Meet you at the royal mall’. After which, she teleported herself to the mall.

"Anyway, are you in one of my classes?" "Yes, sir. 8:00 to 9:00 am. Mythology and Folklore," I dictated. "Oh, then you might want to tell me your name so I could recognize you in our class," he suggested. I mentally screamed with his suggestion. He just asked my name. I know it's just nothing, but he still asked my name! "My pleasure, sir. It's Aurora Lynne Lopez, but you can call me Aurora or Rora." "Or babe," I mentally said and screamed in my own craziness.