Aurora Roses Novels & Stories

‘Chex, aren’t those territories where only phase one and two can enter’ Nara asked staring at ivory ‘Yeah, that’s where the ice lotus grows; it grows in a cave guarded by white leopards’ ivory stated glancing at everyone. ‘White leopards can be pretty dangerous’ indigo commented ‘it will not be easy to get the ice lotus so how much do each of us get’. ‘Fifty merit points’ ivory proposed. ‘It’s too little’ Nara said looking at her nails. ‘anything you find will be yours well except the ice lotus, the area is filled with animals which cost a lot so even if we do not get the ice lotus we’ll still earn a lot of merit point’ ivory replied smiling.

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.

The penthouse smelled of orchids, truffle oil, and the metallic tang of coming war. Aurora Ryder stood barefoot on the heated marble, the hem of her crimson silk gown pooling like fresh blood. She’d chosen the dress for its color (Damien once said red made her look “untouchable”), and tonight she needed every inch of confidence that she could get. Ten years of marriage, and she still measured herself against his approval.

Dave chuckled as he saw a blush spread across her beautiful face, then affectionately pinched the tip of her nose. "Come on!" Dave said, then he held Aurora's hand as they entered the city park. Aurora couldn't stop marveling at the blooming orchids with their beautiful colors. Besides orchids, there were also other flowers like aglaonema, bougainvillea, paper flowers, and frangipani decorating the park. At least, those were the types of flowers Aurora recognized from her mother's knowledge. An hour passed, and the sun's heat began to scorch their skin, even though Aurora's wristwatch showed it was only 10 in the morning. The heat felt more like noon, a stark contrast to the cooler weather i

Now, it was just the two of them. Aurora sat propped against a mountain of pillows, her skin pale but glowing faintly under the moonlight that filtered through the tall window. Her wild-rose-and-snow scent, though dulled by the hours of unconsciousness, still curled into Aries’ lungs like a balm. Her white-blonde hair tumbled around her face in silken waves. She looked ethereal. Aries sat beside her on the edge of the bed, his hand wrapped tightly around hers, thumb brushing the back of her knuckles as if afraid she might vanish again.

They were known to be merciless to those who betrayed them and have the kindest heart to those who were in need. Apart from that, news that hit the society was the young lady of House Claramay, Aurora Claramay. Her ladylike attitude had knocked down many noblewomen while her cold personality was like a magnet to increase the number of her beau. Rumors around her said that she's an enchantress that takes no notice of countless men who came before her. She even killed those who pestered her way too much. On the other hand, she helped numerous orphans by providing them shelter, food, clothes, and even entertainment. However, she was called ' The Villainess Rose' due to her irresistible allureme

Since neither side trusted the other despite it being a time of peace. Aurora was dressed like my own personal tormenting siren. Her perfect hourglass figure was encased in a red silk dress. From the bottom left hem to over her right shoulder, there were jeweled beads sewn in. Her blonde hair was half up with massive curls and held back by a diamond-encrusted tiara. For most, this would be an absolute gaudy nightmare of an outfit, but it was beautiful and elegant on her.

Aurora didn’t reply to that. Enchanting fireworks suddenly bloomed outside. The fiery red fireworks burned marvelously in the sky. Aurora unconsciously said. "It's Rose Scorch." It was the exact kind of rare and beautiful fireworks that was displayed on her birthday. She stood up and walked to the window. Danica’s room happened to have a floor-to-ceiling glass window. There was a lot of buzz out there. Fireworks bloomed in the night sky, reflecting the night as if it were day.

My arms tightened around her reflexively. “Alexander.” Her tone turned sharp. “Yes, Aurora?” I drawled, dragging her name out deliberately just to see her annoyed expression. Her vulnerability unsettled her. It invigorated me. What was this control she surrendered without realizing? Seeing her loose honey-brown hair fall against the white pillows surrounding her stirred something beneath my calm exterior. She was chaos in the most beautiful form, and something primal about her disarray awakened my wolf. ### (Aurora's POV) The bundle of white moonflowers on the bedside table caught my eye. My heart ached faintly. These rare blooms were the kind of thing I used to wish for from him. Small, sym

Aurora was sitting on a bench in a secluded part of the garden, watching the fountain, half-asleep. One of the younger gardeners walked into the small clearing, saw Aurora, and smiled. “Rora.” She turned. “Hello Tren.” He sat down beside her, looking her up and down. She was wearing a soft, thin gauze dress in pale blue. It was obvious, from the slight breeze, and the light of the sun, that she wasn’t wearing much under it. He could just see the shadows of her darker pink nipples straining against the fabric. Smiling, he slid closer to her. “That’s a lovely dress.”