Blood And Roses Daniel の小説・ストーリー

I had been willing to drown in him. “Earth to Rose,” Diana’s voice broke through the haze, as she dropped into the seat beside my desk, sipping her iced coffee like it wasn’t the fifth one of the day. “You’ve been zoning out like a lovesick idiot.” I narrowed my eyes at her. “Because I am a lovesick idiot.” “Well, at least you know,” she said dryly, tapping at her phone. I rolled my eyes. “I just… I don’t get it. He showed up, ruined everything with Vicenzo, looked at me like he wanted to devour me—and then poof.

But she noticed daniel was still holding on to the flower, she doesn't know what's going on so she finally speaks" what?" didn't you bring the rose for me?" Daniel answered " yes" Anna then questioned him " if yes, then why aren't you giving it to me ." daniel then finally said," shouldn't you should also have bought me something like a gift, how could you be so shameless to come open hand ?" Anna was at first dumbfounded but then she was embarrased at the thought " although daniel was shameless and have a big mouth to say all this thing still what he was saying was true she should also have bought something.

"It's okay, Rose." A strong arm wrapped around my shoulder, spooning me against his hard chest. "Is it not just a stain? Why are you acting like she burns your clothes?" Daniel says. He did not sound like the cheerful ones he was some minutes ago; perhaps, he was mad, but why would he? "Ah..." Rose scoffs. "She fucking..." "I know," he helps me up, sliding my glasses properly to my face. "She makes your new clothes dirty. Take it off, I'll wash it for you"

And the blush that was barely receding was back again. "I'm not a pretty little flower, Roses are as pretty as they are dangerous." He scoffed, standing up and even from where he was standing, I could see that he'll tower over me. He straightened out his suit jacket. Eyes boring into mine. "The only dangerous roses are those with thorns Rose, and you my dear, you have no thorns. You're a pretty little flower, a harmless little flower." He walked towards me till he was standing right Infront of me, towering over me as expected, I craned my neck just too look at him. "I'll be taking my leave now pretty flower, say hi to Mr. Potter for me."

Suddenly, a tear fell from her beautiful eyes, soaking into the bed sheets. Emilia was stunned, then quickly turned away, looking out the window. She didn’t wipe the tear, letting it continue to fall. She quietly cried, making no sound except for her trembling back. Suddenly, a warm hand rested on her shoulder, and right after, a warm embrace enveloped her. Emilia widened her eyes slightly, her forehead resting on the warm chest of the man. The air around her nose carried a fresh scent like the forest, mixed with the faint metallic taste of blood.

I ask, taking another step back when Daniel keeps insisting on coming over to give me a hug or maybe even kiss me, "Daniel, wait! Whose blood is this?" "Mine, mostly... Rodrick's, Lucinda's and a little bit of Harry's. Don't worry, I'm starting to heal," he says and as I'm thinking about what he just said, Daniel takes advantage of me and hugs me. The smell of blood is so intense it makes me dizzy for a second, even if it’s mostly dry, “I missed you so much, baby."

As I am about to fling the door wide with my rage, it bursts open to reveal a drunk and disorderly man. Looking him up and down in distaste, Rose can only assume he is lost and tries to redirect him down the hall to his room… however, in her anger, she forgot to find the robe and is currently standing in front of said man wearing only her undergarments and a blouse half unbuttoned to her ribcage. He didn’t miss a thing though as he leered at her with a smirk. “Just what I needed to finish my night, a vision to warm my bed” he bellowed. As he took a step forward, almost falling into the room, Rose tried to prevent him from getting any farther. “Oh no you don’t, I am not some whore at this inn

Lestat's Point of View I watched as Dr. Elizabeth cleaned Rose's wounds. When Rose pulled the IV out of her arm and tried to run it made me worried and angry. I was worried because she was hurt and bleeding. Dr. Elizabeth and I could control our cravings because of our age but a lot of the vampires don't have as much control as we did. They might try to harm her just by the sight of her blood. One thing I noticed was that her blood smelled better than most. It was powerful and that confused me. No human could have blood as powerful as hers. That was something I would need to find out.

"She deserved it! She was so terrified with the rabid dogs barking all around her, even sending a voice message where she was crying so pathetically!" Hearing that, my departed soul turned away, smiling miserably. He was the one who had said he loved me, promising to protect me for the rest of my life and vowing that no one would get to lay a finger on me. He had smiled at me so lovingly when he passed me the black rose seeds. "It is believed that black roses embody a deep and timeless love, just like the love I share with you." Yet, he had a change of heart and loved Lara instead, believing her one-sided claims that I had led a workplace ostracising campaign against her.

Her piercing blue eyes caused my soul to leap as she drew closer. "Meet my GodMother and Aunt, Miranda," Daniel said just when she looked to him before returning her eyes to me in closer rage. My Lycan started trying to peck its way through me to sniff her, causing my eyes to flash repeatedly and I could hear her heartbeat speed up sporadically. "Can you stop? You are scaring the girl!" I scolded her and she surprisingly calmed. She never calms without a banter between us. I smiled and spread my arms for her and she looked back at Daniel. He nodded before she came forward to hug me. Her vanilla and Freesia scent smelt of comfort when she embraced me with nervousness. But it was her blood… he