Blood Rose Church Elden Ring Novels & Stories

Chapter 11 Elara’s POV Kylan offered me his arm as we continued along the garden path. “The roses bloom late here, but when they do, the entire path smells like moonlight.” I took his arm lightly, careful not to put too much weight on my injured leg. “It’s beautiful,” I said, glancing at the heavy crimson blooms that lined the stone path. “I’ve never seen flowers this color before.” Kylan smiled. “They were planted by Lucian’s mother centuries ago. She believed red roses kept the beast at bay on full moon nights. Old superstition, but the garden has stayed.”

Marcas said all these loving things very sweetly and broke Christian and Roose's argument. 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.

They want to dismantle the hierarchy of the entire wolf kind. "Who’s your contact?" I demand, stepping back. "How are you moving across borders unseen? Who’s feeding you intel?" He grins up at me, his teeth stained red. "The Rose." My heart hammers against my ribs. "What did you say?" "The Rose," he whispers, a look of reverence crossing his twisted face. "She blooms in the dark. She carries the scent of the garden and the poison of the grave. She opened the door for us." Wild roses.

Elena added, her voice laced with warning. “Don’t worry, Elena. My husband is loyal to me! You will get to know more about him when you will listen to my story. I am pretty sure, once you hear it, you will see my Theo in a complete different light” replied Rose confidently but her cheek turned strawberry pink in blush. “I hope so” Elena nodded with a hopeful voice. “Before that, do you want to know how Evandor became the Vampire King?” asked Rose, changing the topic and Elena’s excited self entered the chat room.

Rose ''Are you sure?'' Elis asks. I turn to look at him, seeing that we're actually eyeing Elia from afar. He has a smirk on his face while an unknown woman is currently sitting beside him—her dress splits nicely, showing off her long legs as she soothingly rub onto Elia's back. My heart aches at the way she touches him because that should be me instead of her. ''No,'' I mutter under my breath. ''I know I rarely say this but Rose, go and get your man back. Show him who's boss.'' He says, gripping onto my shoulders and making me smile immediately before I push the door open, entering the restaurant—an exclusive restaurant with hanging chandeliers and dim lights on the walls.

‘Yeah, I do…you just have to complete missions given by the mission cross or you can sell herbs, witches and healers go crazy for those things’. ‘Ah, thanks’ ivory scurried out in a hurry, she knew where the mission cross building was, it was a yellow building beside the boys quarter. In no time she was already there, she pushed the door of the building. Ivory’s mouth hung open, it was beautiful and big. ‘Beautiful right’. Ivory head whipped to the right when she heard a masculine voice. ‘It’s you’. ‘Disappointed?’ ‘No, I thought you didn’t want to talk to me’.

Elder Marcus instructed. Rosemary hesitated. Once she touched that altar, there would be no going back. She looked at Austin in the crowd. He gave her an encouraging nod. She looked at her parents. They both had tears in their eyes but also hope. Rosemary placed both hands on the altar. Immediately, her vision went white. The chamber disappeared. The crowd disappeared. Everything disappeared. She was in the white void again. "Princess Elena," the familiar voice said. "You have proven your blood and your authority. Now prove your heart."

“Hmmm, I remember some old-looking abandoned buildings, but that was the only thing that stuck out to me besides the stench of humans. Everything else seemed normal for that environment.” “Where were the abandoned buildings?” “Right here.” Damian pointed at the computer screen, and I zoomed in on the area. “Right past the mansion?” “Yeah.” “Well...that seems to line up with Rose’s premonition. I think it’s time we see if Kroll has been hiding in the shadows of a church. Damian, do you mind taking one more look?” ***************************************************************************************** Rose “It’s such a shame you have his blood in you. My sister deserved better.” Kroll’s disem

“Now please…tell me.” Aelius let out a breath. “The flower has changed the way I see things, child.” He blinked his eyes, which were now back to their original color. The glowing white had disappeared, and pale eyes stared back at me. “A Marrowrose does not just root itself into the soil of nothing. It needs a witch for that, and the only power in this world strong enough to feed a rose of that size and that color…” He let out a breath. “Is your mother.”

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You