Cordelia Roses Novels & Stories

The beads from the curtains jiggled loudly making a few people turn to my direction. “It is her! The beautiful Goddess!” Someone yelled. I saw Nate perk up and turned his head around with a huge beam on his face. “Beautiful Goddess!? WHERE!? I want to see the beautiful goddess!” That stupid womanizer! Our eyes suddenly met and there was a weird look on his face that made me want to steal the Axe from the chief and hurl it at him. What is he disappointed for!? “Rose!?” It was Ren. “No, mortal.” I said solemnly and raised my hands dramatically towards the sky. “It is I, Goddess Roselia, who have descended from the heavens and possessed this beautiful lady-” I gestured towards myself. “-in orde

It looks like I'll need to face this alone, again. There is a soft knock on my door. Opening it, I see a large package next to a bouquet of the most elegant long-stem roses in shades of white and pink. My name, Cordelia, is written out in a long flowing hand in deep, black ink. Atlas. That's Atlas' handwriting. I lift the package. Underneath is a plain manila envelope. Bringing everything inside, I place the roses on the counter and open the envelope. At first, I'm not sure what I'm looking at, but once it all starts making sense, everything clicks into place.

she replied, lowering her voice even though we were alone in the room. I nodded for her to continue and sat on the edge of the bed, smoothing the soft fabric of my gown over my knees. “Well, Cordelia has been sick as you already know. Recently she invited a witch to help treat her illness. It is not fully confirmed yet, but I am sure the witch has some connection to Martha.” “Why do you think so?” I asked, leaning forward slightly. “Because the witch is not that skilled. She gave Cordelia a lot of herbs that do not seem useful at all. They say she has stopped hallucinating so strongly, but she can still see ghosts. How is that even possible?” Rosie shook her head in disbelief.

I saw the way the words were sitting on top of her tongue, words that weren't nice, but at the last minute, she seemed to have changed her mind. "Sure, whatever." "I'm Rosette" "Okay" She went back to her drawer and very soon her eyes lit up with excitement. She held up a single gold key with a red string tied to it and squealed like a child. "This is gonna be fun!" She jumped up and went running out. I shook my head and turned to the wall, hoping to sleep for a few minutes before I called home. Unfortunately I couldn't sleep. I was restless and unable to get my feelings in check. I was still trying to remember who the guy from earlier was, and that was playing tag of war with my brain, a wa

As soon as they entered inside, people looked at each other and suddenly turned to the four of them. Who wouldn't be turned away if young and beautiful young men and women suddenly appeared in front of them? "Who are they? Are those celebrities?" "I like her dress." A woman teaches Bea. "Are they Robin's friends too?" "The one on the right is very handsome!" said another woman and she was referring to Leo. People were whispering to the four of them. But the young lady Bea attracted their attention more, because her beauty and whiteness stood out in her revealing cleavage and fitted dress in navy color. While she was also wearing the necklace and heels given to her by Stephen.

she said excited, taking the seat beside me. I smiled brightly at her “Ella, Wow, it's so nice to see you again. I made sure to check the notice board for your name immediately I could because I'd been really hoping you wwre admitted” I said “How did you know it was me though?” Ella gave me a funny look before responding “Come on girl, you're easily the most beautiful lady in this hall. And in case you forgot, you have black curly hair!” she said. “By the way, can I please feel it?” she pleaded and combed her fingers through my hair before I could even respond.

I let out a breath, "When will he wake up?" It had been one day without Orion and I was feeling overwhelmed with everything. Bidding farewell to Celia and others was not easy, I had to make sure no one doubted Orion's absence. "The blue mark is fading," Rose replied as she added a palm-shaped leaf into the red paste and started mixing it. "I am sorry you had to stay here taking care of a person you have never met before." She smiled but the smile was dull compared to her other smiles, "I am helping you. My mother would have wanted this."

“Perfect. You’re stunning.” Cordelia’s body trembled at his compliment. “W-who are you? P-please, let me go.” He knelt, gripping her chin roughly and whispering in a husky voice, “I’m the man who bought you. You’re my precious merchandise now.” Cordelia froze, stunned. Her heart thudded so fiercely it felt like it might stop. The scent of his cologne, overwhelming as he gripped her, made her skin crawl. One thing was certain: this man was someone important.

A web of lustrous brown colour enlaces the shape of a moonflower by the right side and the figure of the blood rose on the left side. A moment later, a burgundy-haired and sapphire-blue-eyed voluptuous woman—who was also wearing the same dress as hers—twisted the purple-colored doorknob and the huge oak door was now widely open. “Welcome to the Fortress of the Rose.” The voice was not loud, but not soft either. Her voice was ethereal. It sounded like the very voice of Mother Nature if only she could speak. Her kind eyes and vibrant red lips tell Rozelyn that this person can be both good and bad at the same time.

My hand trembled slightly and I pushed the door open. As soon as I walked in, the room was filled with music and excitement. The scent of rosin and faint echoes of old melodies filled the air. In the soft light of the dressing room, I saw Cello Clare’s back turned towards me, her silhouette casting a beautiful shadow on the wall. She had a powerful, captivating presence. At that moment, I just knew I couldn’t keep quiet anymore. I had all these words inside me dying to come out. I walked towards her real slow, making sure not to make any noise. My intentions were heavy, but I didn’t let them weigh me down. It was time to take the chance and let her know she couldn’t get away this time.