Aura Rose Novels & Stories

I didn’t feel any suffering or pain… Maybe because I wnated her to drink it. “Tyson…” Aurora’s sweet voice brought me back to reality. “Hmm…” I muttered as I raised my head to look at her. She looked breathtaking even in her grimy clothes. Her mud-stained face made me want to lick it clean. Shaking my head I asked, “Why are you here?” She lowered her eyes and fumbled with the straw in her hand. “Tyson…Celeste tricked me into believing that she was my God Mother… I regret vanishing without telling anyone…”

Is it a coincident? ''With their warm, vibrant tones, orange roses symbolise enthusiasm and desire. If someone is looking for a way to express admiration and attraction—with an underlying message of passion and excitement, they'll send you a bouquet filled with these fiery blooms.'' She breathes out, smiling as she eyes each of the orange roses, ''I haven't seen him for quite some time, I'm not so sure if his interest has changed.'' ''I'm pretty sure they remain the same,'' I reply. She turns to me, ''It's beautiful how your name is Rose. Have you met my son, Elia?''

Stacey “These flowers are beautiful!” Aurora’s eyes widen in delight as she admires the vibrant bouquet of roses on the table. She watches curiously as Gabriel moves to a nearby cupboard and pulls out a jar, filling it with water before Kara carefully arranges the flowers inside. Together, they position the jar on a small side table, ensuring it is prominently displayed for all to see when Gemma wakes up.

Married to Mr. Arrogant Subtitle: Getting to know him Written by : Marvy Hyacinth "Hey, watch your step." Aurora fired. "Hey, who do you think you are?" The guy fired back. "I should be asking you that. Who are you to press your dick against my ass? You weren't taught how to keep your private things to yourself??!" Hearing that voice, and how familiar it sounded, Halsey immediately recognized it and knew that Aurora was around the bar somewhere.

That was the time she felt she could finally breathe, Malcolm made her feel so uncomfortable but it was in a funny way. “What the hell just happened?” Aura muttered under her breath as she unknowingly touched her chest. “I am waiting” she heard his voice from outside and she scurried into her room, the incident with Bigfoot was already at the back of her head. When Aurora came out a bit later, he was already dressed and leaning on his car lazily waiting for her. “Ready?” He asked when he saw her. “Hmm”Aurora nodded looking down, purposely avoiding his gaze.

Laura said. “Who?” "Mike. Aurora Morgans is responsible for these stunning burgundy and gold mums. She wrote her, "Until Dustin and Sheriff Martin broke in and made a mess of it, I kept your room as neat as a pin." To brighten your day, I am sending you a flower pot that the storm didn't manage to destroy. Get well soon, young lady. After you have finished getting better, your room will be ready at absolutely no cost. From Aurora Morgan.

Aurora paused, she didn't know my name. "I am Ava" I stretched my hand to Ashley for a handshake. "What can I get you, Madam Aurora？"Ashley looked away avoiding the handshake with a feigned smile on her face. "Please, make an herbal ointment for Ava's leg," Aurora ordered and Ashley walked away with a tight-lipped smile. "Why did Ashley give me a cold expression？" I glared at Ashley as she walked away. "Ashley is a nice girl, she doesn't talk to strangers. She would get used to you very soon "Aurora said sipping her coffee.

a voice, dry as paper, said from her side. Aurora did not flinch. She stood on the mezzanine, a dark, hidden balcony that overlooked the main floor. She was a shadow, her body encased in her uniform—a floor-length, high-collared, black tunic of her own design. Her chestnut bob was sharp enough to cut. Her sunglasses were on. She was "Ariane Rousseau." And she was, as always, hidden. "They are not animals, Elias," she said, her voice a low, cool, practiced monotone. "They are... customers."

I chuckled softly as she said that. "Mr. Troy nice to meet you again," "Same here," we exchanged handshake. "Miss Aurora is recovering fast, she should be able to resume work next week," "You did well Miss. Let me give you a little something," "You don't need to," "Of course, I do," I gave her some money on purpose to make Aura jealous. "This is too much sir," "It's nothing, take it," "Thank you so much for this. I should be on my way now."

"I was?" "Yeah…say it." His eyes do that thing… that slow darkening that makes my knees genuinely unreliable, and he opens his mouth then Addie's voice cuts across the room like a thrown plate. "Absolutely not. No! Get her the fuck out!” And when I turn, Aurora's standing just inside the doorway in a dried-rose silk cloth with rose patterns detailed on it , her signature burgundy hair loose over her shoulders and she's holding a glass of champagne she clearly poured for herself on her way in. She pauses for a moment after glancing at me and Damien and she lifts the glass towards me in a mock toast and an evil smile grows at the side of her lips like we're old friends reuniting at a reunion n