Bed Of Roses Novels & Stories

She can't go outside because of the security so. Terrace...I run up to terrace and my steps come to halt when my gaze falls on Rosalina. She's standing on the railing of the terrace. Her feet are barely on the railings and if she moves one step she will fall straight three storeys down. " Rosalina.." I keep my voice calm even though I feel the immediate need to bind her and discipline her for her fucking audacity as I stand a few steps away from her. She looks back at me. Her eyes puffy and red. She didn't even change my shirt. She looks almost dead as her gaze falls on me. But she doesn't say anything.

Which was likely, considering how he’d fingered me in that hospital bed like I was one of his usual romps and I’d threatened to bite a chunk out of his flesh. Hopefully, he didn’t know that I’d actually liked it quite a lot, and that last night, I’d even woken up from a dream so wet that I’d had to sneak out my vibrator and relieve myself. I cleared my throat. “I want this one,” I said, walking up to join Zelda at the window. Below, the gardens were on full display in all of their morning glory, golden sunlight almost making the white rose bushes look like they were glowing from within. The roses changed color as they spiraled outward around the pebbled pathways, ranging from white to pink a

He kissed me back, hard and consuming, as if he could devour the pain right out of me. For a heartbeat, I let myself vanish in that kiss—pretend I was someone else, somewhere else, untouched by betrayal. The next thing I knew, the world blurred—his arm around me, the press of a door closing, sheets tangled beneath my trembling hands. Morning hit like a cruel joke. I woke tangled in unfamiliar sheets, my head pounding, my lips swollen. The stranger from the bar lay beside me, half-covered, the shadows of his muscles stark against the pale dawn light. Even asleep, he radiated danger, power… something I couldn’t name.

"Oh, Carlo. Look at me. Take a good look... Whose wedding do you think this is? This is my wedding. Mine, and I'll be marrying Luca. And you? You're just a madman crashing someone else's wedding." His smile froze. Tears rolled down his face. "No… It's not true… Rosa, you love me…" I dropped the wilted roses at his feet. "You're wrong. I did love you...but that was in another life. You murdered that love with your own hands, and my life along with it. All I have for you in this life is hate." I took Luca's arm and walked past Carlo without looking back. His cries echoed behind me, but none of that mattered to me anymore.

PRESENT DAY I woke up to black roses covering my bedroom floor. The scent was almost overwhelming, but it was alluring. I love black roses a lot. I didn’t know who would fill my bedroom with roses, so I left my room and walked out. There were a bunch of black rose petals reading down the stairs to the living area. It was full of more black roses. The whole place smelled like it. I was very confused, as I hadn’t told anyone I loved black roses.

Daisy rested against the headboard with her eyes closed. The door suddenly opened. Julia walked in with a bouquet of flowers. "Daisy, you're awake? I bought you lilies," she said with a smile. She set the flowers on the nightstand and pulled over a chair. Daisy remained silent. Julia stood up and walked to the window. She drew the curtains open. "Dario said you'll be discharged the day after tomorrow." She spoke with her back facing Daisy. "I already had the maids move your belongings into the guest room. Since I'm pregnant, it's more convenient for me to stay in the master bedroom."

All the floors are made of solid wood. I open the door and see our own little garden with swing and sitting area under a shade. It also has a small round fireplace to just warm up your feet. The garden has a small pond with birds and I see a white rabbit. I pick it up and snuggle into it as I walk in the room again. Then my eyes finally settle on the bed. The bed is huge and softest that I just want to sleep in. The rugs are the soft too. I feel Rudra behind me and then I realise that he was watching my reaction the whole time.

Her body feels heavy because of the flight and the travel from the airport to the hotel. “Ouch!” She screamed as something poked her back when she rolled on the bed. Quickly pulling the blanket, her irritation dissipated when she saw what was underneath. ‘I wonder whose idea this is.’ What poked her were stemmed roses laid on the bed. There were seven roses properly arranged across the bed. She smiled at the thought that it was from Lyken, so she quickly picked up all of them and placed them on the side table. She realized that she does have a sweet and thoughtful boyfriend.

How did it get there? Rain stared down at the rose she had found by her bedside the second the woke up. The scent drifting in the air and causing her to smile. It reminded her of her time in the cabin and Rain didn’t realize how much she missed waking up to the comforting scent of roses until this one was brought to her. Rain silently wondered with a smile, would they still let her go back to the cabin or did Alexander plan to have her stay in the mansion permanently?

Haisley glanced at Nathan, but he just shrugged with an indifferent expression. Haisley walked carefully towards the bedroom, following the trail of flowers. The scarf she had worn earlier was now gone, so it wouldn't disrupt the arrangement of roses. As it turned out, the petals didn't just stop on the floor; they were also scattered on the bed, where a large bouquet of red roses sat alongside a set of beautiful jewelry.