Aurora Roses Novels & Stories

I breathed out tensely, waiting for her reaction with my breath lodged in my throat. Genieve's eyes widen. "Are you speaking the truth?" She stared down at my small girl in amazement. I nodded. "Our pupils take the color of the flower or plant we are gifted with. Hers are purple. She creates wolfsbane." I whispered. Genieve looks at me in disbelief before crouching. I stiffen and grow confused when her sharp nails touch the soft skin of Aurora's arm. "Relax. I'm going to see if you speak the truth. " She whispered, slowly piercing Aurora's skin.

The weight of something earned. 2:34 PM - Still the Garden Lucia had returned with a tablet showing flower arrangements. Peonies, roses, hydrangeas. Colors ranging from white to pale pink to soft lavender. "What do you feel drawn to?" Lucia asked. Aria looked at the images. But instead of seeing flowers, she was remembering her mother's garden before the massacre. Elena had grown roses. Deep crimson roses that she'd tended with care. "Roses," Aria said. "Deep red. Not for the ceremony too dramatic for that. But for my bouquet."

I showed them into the room before excusing myself. I flew upstairs to check on Aura. When I opened the door to our room; the sight before me stopped me in my tracks. Aura stood near the bed; she was dressed in a royal blue suit, the skirt was form-fitted and stopped a couple of inches above her knee; she had a white blouse with a blue blazer over it that matched her skirt. Her hair was swept into a tight ponytail with not a strand out of place; she had finished her ensemble with black pumps. She looked beautiful; I couldn't help but stare.

Aurora: I woke up to the smell of flowers. Opening my eyes, I frowned in confusion when I saw Dante walking into the bedroom with a bouquet of white and pink flowers in his hand. I sat up, and hesitating, Dante placed them on the bedside table beside me. His eyes avoided mine and cocking my head to the side, I studied his expression for a second to frown “you haven’t slept, have you?” “No” he said, and shaking my head, I extended my arms for him and pulled him to my chest. He stayed completely still as he held on the bouquet, and running my fingers through his hair, I felt his tense muscles relax for a second “I’m sorry, Aurora”

My name is Alexandria Rivers. I am 17 years old. I am the daughter of Joyce & Edward Rivers, Beta's to Alpha Brian Jackson of the Green Wood pack. My brother, Tyler Rivers, is best friends with the future Alpha Mason Jackson, and also next in line to become Beta. Alpha Brian and Luna Samantha have always been very kind to me. Mason and I began dating in middle school, and Luna Samantha has been teaching me how to be a Luna, in case Mason and I are mates. I finally get to shift and find my mate in 1 week. I'm really hoping Mason is my mate. My mother says that with the mate bond, you can feel what she described as "Sparks" when you touch your mate. Mason and I have both noticed a tingling sen

Aurora checked once again her appearance from behind the mirror. She doesn't think there's anything wrong with checking again whether the dress and make-up that is smeared on her face is still lacking or looks 100% perfect. In fact, he has sprayed countless strawberry-scented perfumes belonging to well-known brands all over his body. Wearing a black cocktail dress filled with glitter accents, Aurora looked so sexy. His shoulders were deliberately left open just like that. She had her hair in a high bun so that her slender neck was exposed perfectly.

Fourth shower of the day, one when I woke, two to try to ease the feeling of Aurora from my body and another to clean up whatever this is. Stepping under the water, I let my head fall back. I get what Rosa is saying, people will ask what Aurora is contributing to the pack soon, and we can’t say she’s a maid, or that she cleans. People won’t accept that, the maids don’t live in this house, they don’t have the luxuries that Aurora does. To be fair, Aurora only has those luxuries so she appeals to the males who her mother wanted to marry her off to.

“And then she happened.” Aurora let out a small coo, breaking the tension, and both of us looked down at her. She was staring up at Rose, her tiny face alight with an innocence that made my chest ache. Rose’s lips curved into the faintest of smiles, a fragile but genuine expression that lit up her face in a way I hadn’t seen in weeks. “She’s beautiful,” Rose murmured, her voice soft with wonder. “She is,” I agreed, my gaze lingering on the two of them. “And she’s lucky to have you.”

Her voice was too smooth. I looked at the chest. “What’s inside?” I asked. “A charm for protection, Princess.” She answered. I felt Roses stir at my hip, wrapped against me in her sling. Her tiny fists clenched as if she knew something I didn’t. A faint glow around my neck gave a faint pulse, like a heartbeat answering hers. I was told it was a pearl and it could pulse anywhere in my body. Mara stepped forward. Too close. And then, Roses cried. Not a soft whimper but a shrill, panicked scream. The pearl flared, white-hot light spilling from it, so bright Mara hissed and dropped the chest.

Aurora said and Catherine's brows furrowed. "Where?" Catherine asked. "There's a beautiful place nearby. I've arranged our breakfast there, come on you'll love the place and some fresh air would be good for you," Aurora said and Catherine smiled at the girl as they both walked out of the room. She couldn't help but wonder where Rasmus was. Catherine was holding that rose in her hand. She was wearing a beautiful sundress that was exactly her size. It was gorgeous. The fabric was so soft but it wasn't hers, Aurora brought it and told her to wear it. It seemed the dress was untouched.