Black Roses Book Novels & Stories

“Because, genius, I’d still want to patch up the rabbits munching on my garden. Flowers don’t bleed, but they also don’t wag their tails when you save them.” The memory made me smile as I climbed out of the car. After thanking the driver, I grabbed my bag and walked up to the front door. It swung open before I could knock, revealing Rose with her ever-bright smile, wearing a peach floral dress. She almost blended in with her flowers. “Liv!” she exclaimed, throwing her arms around me. Rose was a petite woman, but what she lacked in height, she made up for in presence. Her shoulder-length auburn hair framed her heart-shaped face, and her hazel eyes sparkled with warmth.

Chapter 263: He Saw Us Savannah River and I sat side by side on one of the stone benches bordering the rose garden with the light illuminating the manor casting long shadows across the manicured hedges. The roses were in full bloom—deep deep reds, soft blush pinks, creamy whites—and their scent hung thick in the air, sweet and almost intoxicating. It was beautiful. Too beautiful to belong here. The fragrance curled into my lungs, rich and overwhelming, and for a fleeting second I forgot where I was. I forgot about heart monitors and blood samples and needles piercing skin that should never have been touched.

I pressed my palms together and the earth cracked open behind me. From the soil, some roses erupted with a sickly red glow. Each of them was shaped like a beast with their roots forming like legs and their bark splitting into mouths filled with rows of sharp teeth. Their movements were jerky while wet sounds echoed as they stretched for the first time. The assassins’ eyes widened in horror. "What are those!?" I smiled faintly. "Magic roses. They need nourishment." I pointed toward the assassins and said to the roses. "Feed."

She was looking at Roose with angry eyes and wondered how this girl could come back from the place where she had sent her. When Marcas said all this, Roose looked at him surprisingly and Christian eyes narrowed with anger after listening to all this. Marcas gave the flowers to Roose and Roose took a deep fragrance of that beautiful fresh lily that fragrance changed Roose's mind . She enjoyed that fragrance. She closed her eyes and breathed slowly. And Christian observed her expression angrily.

It was unbelievably mesmerizing and captivating. There were row of roses that attracted me. I remembered the day, Ernest Mervyn asked me to be his girlfriend, for the first time, at the beautiful evening between the thousands of roses. Roses had always captivated me, with its beauty and at the same time with its treacherousity.

Rudra says as he takes the book from my hand to show me the page I opened. The page has drawing of one man and woman without face entwined to each other in sitting position where the woman is on the top. "Ahhhhhhh! What kind of person keeps a book like this. Oh my eyes. What have I seen? Put it aside." I say as I look away and he takes me towards the sofa. "Why? It is the reason you are happy, aren't you?" He say as he pushes me to take a seat and hovers above me.

Miren's body was suddenly surrounded by a regal purple radiance, and at the same moment, her exquisite lips parted to reveal her exquisite voice. "When suffering enters your life, black roses bloom in your heart, and the fire of anguish burns there in the still of the night. Do you feel like your heart is beating less and less with each passing hour and minute, my friend? Why are the black rose petals fluttering in the breeze, and why are the black field petals tenaciously clinging onto the dew drops? Why do black roses bloom, why do black roses wither, when it all comes down to it? Your thoughts are like a garden of thorny black roses. You don't need to worry about the discomfort because yo

She beamed and said, “yes, I have talked to dad and he wants us to get married in the span of one month at most.” Rudra nodded and muttered, “fine, now please leave me alone. And for God’s sake, you are chief doctor and do some work.” Kiara moved out of the cabin and her minions instantly joined her tailing behind her. Rudra heaved a deep breath to control his anger that want to escape... he slumped in his chair and held his head in his hands. His gaze fell on the two frames on his table. One of his family with his three lovely angels and his father. His mother; Gayatri, his sister; Sanjana, and his grandmother. His lips curved into a small smile seeing them all smiling. But them his gaze fe

Rose quietly unlocked the door and slipped out of the room. Without wasting a second, she booked a taxi and left from there. 🚕🚕 Meanwhile, when Daniel Blackwood finished his call and entered the room, his eyes immediately shifted toward the washroom. The door was open. He walked into the attached changing area. Empty. Rose was gone. A sharp silence filled the room. In a sudden burst of anger, Daniel stormed back into the room, grabbed a flower vase from the table, and smashed it onto the floor. 💥

Diego exited quickly before I could ask more questions. I inhale deeply, trying to calm my rapid heartbeat. I am here already. It's too late to back out. May as well see his boss. I smile as I wait, surrounded by blooming roses. Their delightful scent fills the air. I lean closer to one red rose and inhale its aroma. "Hmm, your scent is beautiful," I whispered. It's a blood rose—soft, dark petals inviting a touch, though the thorns are vicious. I was about to touch it when I heard someone clear his throat.