Blue Rose Knight Novels & Stories

I can only hope the day will never come when we stand against one another, pointing our guns to kill. A familiar figure walks in and takes the farthest seat at our fifty sitters' tables. The girl I wanted to avoid the whole evening. The Cannibal Snookums; Regan Wells. The bane of my goddamn existence. For leaving me confused all the damn time, pulling the emotional strings in my heart and mind, considerably bad for my health. I know she knows I am here. Her hand trembles as she takes her drink close to her mouth, but she does not look my way for once.

The Sunflower, with its vitality, was given by Jeffrey when he went to the amusement park. All the flowers were Jeffrey's favorites. Of all the flowers, there were no roses, which he chanted about as his favorite day and night. It was only at that moment that I realized that he loved roses but was unwilling to give them a place in his home. Jeffrey's exclusive ringing sounded, and the phone screen lit up. "I just got out of the hospital. Now I'm going to pick you up at the manor. "The rose bracelet is ready. You can bring it on later.

After all, he let her have her fill before settling the score! Seeing her instinctive avoidance reaction, Kevin knew that the bouquet of blue enchantresses earlier that day must have been from James! James was the only person he could think of! Otherwise, what kind of person would dare to go after Rose with such a big fanfare? Instead of sending her red roses, he sent her blue enchantresses. She didn't even appreciate it and threw the flowers away! No wonder she looked lost with the blue enchantresses that day and told him she didn't like blue! She wouldn't let him send them!

Perks of being a Bloodrose. The roses were royal blue, layered with black petals in between. The edges were white and almost glowing. My eyes narrowed at them as I leaned a little to get a better look, yet nothing about them rang a bell. Stop, Violet. Those roses aren’t important right now. The footsteps came again, until someone appeared in the barely visible clearing. Their back was turned to me, but I could see they were wearing a dark blue cloak. So there were actually people here… When the strange figure turned around, everything in me locked up and my throat went dry. As the hood slid back, my eyes followed the familiar red streaks and traveled all the way down to those red eyes.

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."

I’d immediately shoved it in my trousers as soon as I stopped feeling weird about it and, somehow, it had wound up saving me. His back was to me as he rubbed his jaw. He looked genuinely distressed. I sighed deeply and ran a hand through my hair. “No,” I said, softly. “No, I’m not.” “I can tell,” Knight choked out. His voice was certainly strained, though I couldn’t tell why. He rummaged through one of the drawers in his desk then turned back to me. In his hand was a beautiful, black pendant. It was much like the one he left on his nightstand every night. But this one was even more beautiful. Black metal as dark as the knight with a delicate rose on the center of the circle. He held it up to

“You always wanted to be his Luna and it wasn’t because you loved him, but because you wanted to win the rest of us. You wanted us all to bow before you, to watch you sit on the throne and smile down at us like you’re next to the moon goddess.” “I was his favorite, I deserve to sit beside him as Luna.” “No,” Kina said sharply. “You only think you do, there’s a big difference.” I blinked, taken aback by Kona’s sudden bold move . “You hate Scarlett because she’s not even trying. She never asked anything from him, never even clawed her way into his life. He just chose her anyway.” “She doesn’t even know how to be royal…” “Now you’re reaching, she’s actual royalty, the daughter of an Alpha, and

I should have insisted back then that we returned to Indie. I see a smile pull at his lips as he whispers “I’m sorry” his eyes falling close. “Zayne, Zayne! Look at me!” His eyes roll open and my breath freezes in my throat, around his silver glowing iris is a thin red line the color of blood slowly covering the silver. The serum. Kieran didn’t lie. Already it is moving through his system. “No, no!” I cried “I won’t let you take him” I screamed at death itself.

Rosa said before dragging my arm to the front "We seriously need to talk," she said We order our coffees and when we got them we went to my car and she started talking "What do you know about the Knight king?" "That his name is Mario and he has five sons but one of them is like an adopted son," I said "Okay well then you should go dig a little don't you think?" She said "Yeah I should, thanks for everything and that you're here for me," I said "All ways we're like sisters arent we?" She asked and opened the door to get out

He said and chuckled. "No, Obviously No." She said while rolling her eyes. "Now, let me pluck the thorn out of your back." She continued and observed that a large thorn has punctured his back with a large stem and few petals of a dark red rose similar to black shade. "It's okay darlo. The person should not be afraid of thorns if they crave for roses." He said while Irina plucked out the penetrated stem of a rose. He acted to hiss in a pain.