Blood Rose Redemption Novels & Stories

"He had all of it. Power, money, protection, reach — and he left you to rot in a house where your stepfather...my father, put his hands on you. I couldn't sit with that." His eyes are alive now in a way they weren't when I walked in. "I wanted what he had. I knew I'd do better with it than he ever did. No one I loved would ever get hurt again — not by this world, not by men like him, not by anyone. The Black Rose was a way in. A way to get close enough to take it all and make sure it never touched anyone the way it touched you." He leans forward, conviction burning in every line of his face. "We can still do it, Ellie. You're his blood. You carry his name. You could take everything he built

He said to Melanie who has been staring at him the whole time, and slowly Melanie placed her right hand on the Alpha King's empty palm, the Alpha King began to bath her, the more he bath her the more he realizes that it's his first time doing that for anybody in his entire life, throughout the whole time that he was bathing her, Melanie's hazel eyes was staring deep into the Alpha King's blue eyes, When it got to the part of her body where she had wounds, the Alpha takes it slowly, but he's surprise that there's no whimpers or sign of pain from Melanie, she just kept a straight face, showing no emotions, her crack palm had deep wounds that the Alpha King cannot help but slowly and gently scr

The note read: "You look stunning in red. -D" Seraphina's heart skipped a beat as she reached out to touch the soft, silky fabric. She had a feeling this was going to be a night to remember... Moments later, there was a knock on the door. "Makeup and hair, courtesy of Damien," a cheerful voice announced. In walked a talented stylist, armed with a makeup bag and a hairbrush. Seraphina was taken aback but pleased by the surprise. She sat back and let the stylist work her magic, transforming her face with a natural yet elegant look. A soft, smoky eye, a subtle blush, and a swipe of red lipstick - the final result was stunning.

I asked the beautiful red head. Rose had just arrived a few days ago. She is a vampire around 750 years old. Rose and I have had several encounters over the years. She is a strong vampire that chooses to only live on blood that is willfully given. We fought in WW2 together and she is ruthless on the battlefield. It’s difficult for us to be around so much blood and not feed. “Did you find something?” She asked approaching me from behind placing her hand on my shoulder.

Her spare hand immediately went for rescue and waved in front of the nose to remove the foreign particles that made her sneeze. Once she regained her breath, she moves her long and pale fingers over the beautiful cover. The golden letters engraved on the thick leather, left her mesmerized. She consecutively traced a golden rose drawn at another corner. ‘DEVIL’S REDEMPTION’ The cover screamed, and she eagerly took her place back on the same chair. As she opened the first page, a dried rose fell from within the book. Smiling, she picked it up and gently placed it back on its original position. The dried rose has withered from the edges and will soon turn into dust. The rose belonged to her dec

“You have one month. In one month’s time, Aurora must be gone. His marriage must be over. Fail me, and you’ll kneel just like Anne.” Rosie’s breath hitched, but instead of fear, excitement flickered in her gaze. She straightened her shoulders, nodding once. “One month is all I need.” Red smiled at last a cold, victorious smile. “Good girl.” Anne let out a muffled sob, her body trembling harder on the ground. Red didn’t even look at her anymore. The game had shifted, and Rosie had just become her new weapon.

" Let's just fix your wife." I said with a sigh as I powered up my Rosepast. My eyes turned dark red as I held my hands in prayer to my lips " Rosepast." I whispered into my hand, the skin under my collarbone moves apart as a red glass rose glowing purple appears. I lifted my forefingers and middle fingers to create a triangle. The middle petals of the rose start to rotate as the triangle lights up in a purple flame. " Let the past be seen." The middle petals of my Rosepast stop rotating as the outer petals slowly start expanding.

I instantly hope that they are from Ryne but I don’t want to assume. “Oh wow, thank you!” I smile smelling one of the flowers. Then I turn to Ronaldo who looks questionably at the flowers. I take them outside and he holds them as I look for the card. Then he hands them back to me. I opened the card smiling, and I read the message. Mierta Why have you not shown appreciation for My gifts. Maybe I need to explain… These red roses represent the blood on The bedsheets when I take your virginity Very soon, my sweet. I shall come for you

I didn’t ask more questions and trusted Trevor completely. After a few minutes, we stepped into a clearing bathed in soft morning light. My breath hitched as I took in the sight before me. A field of red roses stretched out like a sea of crimson, but these weren’t ordinary roses. Each delicate petal had silver markings, shimmering softly under the sunlight, as if kissed by moonlight itself. I gasped. “Trevor… these are…” “The legendary red roses of Silver Rose Pack. The locals called it Silvermarked Roses,” he said gently.

Draven then slowly neared her, and carefully placed the rose by her ear, "We have both been the Moon's playthings only to be forsaken when we needed him the most. We are meant for each other my scarlet rose. I will show you the truth." Angela started screaming as the flower gradually took root, boring tortureously into her skull. "This is the only way, my defiant mate. It will be over soon," Draven breathed excitedly. The flower spread its roots to every nerve and fibre of her mind, completely reprogramming Angela's being. The shrubbery began to retreat as Angela's movements and screaming stopped. The rose on her head petals' matched the colour of her coat. As she weakly lifted her head off