Aura Rose Novels & Stories

Lance’s heart almost jumped out of his throat—Aurora had brown eyes! “I bet your mom is a very attractive lady,” Rivena smiled. “I bet she has curvy long hair?” “Yes! Very long hair. All the way to her waist! But not very curvy, more like straight!” Aspen looked very excited showing off his beautiful mommy to the others, “And she has a heart-shaped face and the body of a female warrior. She is the most beautiful woman I know!” The glass slipped from Lance’s grip and fell to the floor, making a breaking sound.

He looked arrogant, but darn it, it suited him well. I could smell his cologne mixed with a woodsy scent, creating a perfect combination. I had a feeling he knew his presence was almost killing me as I drowned in his intoxicating aroma, unlike anything I'd ever smelled before, not even Ashton's expensive perfume. He lifted my chin with his forefinger, sending tingles through my veins like a live wire. Beneath my skin, a tingling sensation spread, and I couldn't help but love it. Hypnotized by his touch and the mystery in his eyes, I noticed their unique color—a blend of dark brown and ash gray, something I'd never seen before. Our gazes locked, and in my mind, I'd pay anything to look into h

"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

And at the end of the aisle of peonies stands Rory. Aurora James Hart is twenty, tall and fierce and heartbreakingly beautiful, wearing the same ivory silk dress I wore when I remarried her father under this tree. Her curls are pinned with the peony crown she wore at five. In her hands she holds the picture book (the one with the warrior queen and her dragon daddy), now battered and beloved from a thousand readings. Killian’s hand tightens on mine so hard I feel bones shift. James (who was clearly in on it) kisses my cheek and takes his place beside his sister.

🌹Aurora 🌹 I stood frozen at the threshold, the echo of Damien’s words still ringing in my ears—cold, possessive, unyielding. My heart hammered as I tried to steady my racing thoughts. The memory of his touch, the way his fingers had brushed my skin with a mix of tenderness and threat, was impossible to erase. I could still feel the ghost of his grip on my wrist and the heavy promise behind his whispered declaration: “You belong to me now, Aurora.”

Morgan that would take me all afternoon to read. I was halfway through the book when there was a knock on the door. - It's oppan. - I shouted, but no one came in. Suspicious, I put the tablet down and headed for the door. A little pup, who couldn't have been more than five years old, was standing there in a cute lace dress and a blue ribbon tied in her hair. In her hands, she had a bunch of flowers, almost bigger than she was. - Lun… Angel, Klaus asked me to give you this.

“Okay, but if you don’t tell me what you are, that means nothing to me.” Mr Patrick frowned and asked, “Have you not spoken to your mate? I think you need to.” “We’ve been busy.” And then her cheeks coloured because she remembered they all knew what she had been busy doing. “I’m Fae, Ava,” Mr Patrick said. She still didn’t know what that was. “You won’t find any mention of us in the books in your library because Oskar Hansson eradicated most of us when he first formed the Council. Ask Ezekiel to explain.”

Faith gave Aurora a smile as she went back to reading her magazine. Aurora stood outside of the bar that she had stopped at the night before. She decided to keep it semi casual as the bar was in the middle of the road for sophistication. She had on jeans that fit her perfectly and flared a bit at the bottom and a black shirt with a V-neck and slightly puffy sleeves. She kept her jewelry simple with a mother necklace that had Eli's name etched into it. A gift curtesy of her mother a few mother's days back.

On the day of the surgery, Cyrus held my hand tightly, sweat beading on his forehead. "Don't worry. I'll be waiting for you right outside the operating room." The nurse handed him a consent form to sign. Florence walked over to me and said with a smile, "Don't worry. I will properly rescue you." She bent down and said into my ear, "After all, Cyrus had promised me that once you recover, he will take me to Ice Islands to see the aurora. He said that this is something that he owed me."

‘Speaking of the devil’ ivy said smirking as Natasha rushed to them ‘You guys I’ve missed you’ Natasha squealed as she hugged both ivy and Chloe ‘We’ve missed you too’ Chloe said smiling as they disengaged from the hug. ‘Tasha why the hell did you dye your hair’ ivy asked in horror as she stared at Tasha’s pink hair ‘you do know it’s actually against the rules’. ‘I know besides the teachers can’t say anything since it’s just the first week of resumption’ Natasha replied flipping her hair stylishly ‘besides my new look resembles my favorite anime character’. ‘Uhmm can you b***hes keep shut, you don’t own this place ya know’ a girl says angrily, suddenly the whole place was quiet.