Bed Of Roses Live Novels & Stories

"Rose, you look good in that dress. My brother is going to fall head over heels in love with you" Livi complemented Rose. The sun has gone down, setting the surroundings with dim light. As Livi's wedding was the next morning, everyone decided to retire for the day early, so that the bride could get enough sleep. But Livi was feeling too nervous for her big day. So she couldn't fall asleep. She decides to sneak into Alesso's room but notices that Rose is awake and Alesso is forced to share a room with Kairo because of something that Russel said. So she decided to pester Rose instead. As Rose is one of her bridesmaids, she is trying her dress upon Livi's insistence.

Rose said while walking towards the exit door without turning to Alex, who was walking behind her with pride. “In garage, at home.” Alex replied in obvious answer, not bothered detailed it. Rose turned around and gave him a look of weird, but something shocked her. Next morning Alex woke up lazily while rubbing his head, which was still very dizzy since last night. After waking up he receives a surprise when he saw Rose was sleeping on the couch directly opposite his bed full body covered with a quilt and only her cute face was visible but he is wearing nothing under another quilt. “What happened last night?”

I'll get you up and going out of bed Don't stay awake for too long Don't go to bed I'll make a cup of coffee for your head I'll get you up and going out of bed I'm happy that you're here with me I'm sorry if I tear up When me and you were younger You would always make me cheer up Taking goofy videos And walking through the park You would jump into my arms Every time you heard a bark Cuddle in your sheets Sing me sound asleep I'd sneak out of your kitchen At exactly 1:03 Sundays went to church And Mondays watched a movie Soon you'll be alone Sorry that you have to lose me Don't stay awake for too long Don't go to bed I'll make a cup of coffee for your head I'll get you up and going out of bed

Rose woke up in a soft bed. For a second she had forgotten where she was. Scanning the room she saw the light colored walls and a small desk in the corner. She heard soft snoring and saw Ms Deanna laying on the floor next to her. " Ms Deanna why are you on the floor? Are you ok? whispered Rose " Oh yes. I am fine. It's going to take me some time to get used to this new living."

Dante pushed the door open without knocking. The room was lit by the soft glow of candles, the bed dressed in white satin, roses scattered across the coverlet as though someone believed such decoration could soften the truth of what the night was meant to be. Rose sat at the edge of the bed, her back rigid, her hands clenched in her lap. When she looked up, her eyes were hollow, rimmed red but dry, as though her tears had burned out long before. He stood still for a moment, watching her. Her hair was let down and the gown clung to her like skin, and he could see her skin from beneath the dress.

They moved as one toward the bed, falling into it like gravity demanded it. Her shirt came off first, tossed to the floor. Then his. Skin met skin, a fire catching in their blood. “I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you,” he groaned against her neck. “I know,” she gasped, her fingers curling in his hair. The world narrowed to touch, taste, sensation, until everything else, even danger, ceased to exist. And then…. A bang. The bedroom door flew open. Inés scrambled upright, clutching the sheet.

He looked back at me, nodded his head and let me go into her room. When I walked in, her scent hit me and immediatley put me at ease. I walked up to the side of the bed, looking at her and smiling. I grabbed her and and immediatley felt the sparks of our bond. I pulled a chair up to the side of her bed, and laid my head down. Now that she was next to me, I could finally sleep.

'' I breathe out. Weeks and months have passed and I've heard nothing about Rose—I've been living my life without a slight care about other people or myself; the reason why I'm still alive is because of her. Truth be told, I haven't fully kept my promise, I've been hiring people to look after Rose but this time it's different. They are hired to only take pictures of her when needed because I want to see how she's doing, I want to see her progress and I want to see her. Even through pictures. As long as she's healing—I'll heal.

But he was here, so he’d have to do. Wanting to appear as nonthreatening as possible, I smiled and waved. “Hey. Sorry for bothering you, but do you know how to get to the rose garden?” That must’ve been the wrong question to ask. His face drained of color. “No,” he said, shaking his head. “You can’t go there.” What? “Why not?” “A monster lives in there. Half her face is melted off. She eats the thorns from the roses so she can spit them at people, stabbing them in the neck to slice their throats open until they bleed out and die.”

Just a minute before he enters, Rosa quickly play dead, making Eli thinks she was still passed out and a rough groan echoes in the room, right after he slammed open the door. Rosa almost flinched from the bed but she kept herself calm the whole time. She can hear his rough breathing and his boots walking towards her bed. Sounds of cloth and clinks slamming on a table beside her. Everything was fine until he dropped his bottom on the side of the bed and getting too close for comfort. Rosa's head was lying sideways and her eyes was closed. She was struggling to keep her expression calm but feeling his finger running itself down her naked arms and warm breath replacing it, she wanted to gag and