Cordelia Roses Novels & Stories

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.

"Rosette, you are who you are and who you want to be. Don't let anyone aside from you tell you who you are and make you doubt yourself. Be strong in your perception about yourself, Rosette. Always." I swallowed, tears clogging my throat. Was it possible to love him anymore than I already did? "I love you, Felix." "I love you too, Rosie. Now is that idiot by any chance a curly haired blond?" My mouth dropped open, how on earth did he know? "How...?" "Seems like he's the one. It's Jason Clove, he was an absolute jerk when he was still here, was your senior,and he liked you. Had a crush on you and...

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.

Blood spilled onto the paper just like it did a few seconds ago with her. But that was not the surprising part, our blood drops started moving towards each other and pretty soon formed a big red drop of blood which quickly turned golden and disappeared in the form of tiny stars. A gasp was heard. I turned to see Rose with her mouth wide open, she quickly realized I was looking at her and closed her mouth with a small smile. "What does it mean?" "It means you are my niece," Celia wiped the tear and before I knew it, hugged me tightly.

“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.

What if other female werewolves and vampires will instead catch Cyrill’s attention? She was definitely sinking into the sea of jealousy—as she always has every time a strange and curvaceous woman approached her Cyrill. ‘Everyone here is beautiful. Even though I don’t know their real age, which I generally don’t have any further interests in, they’re profoundly enchanting and eye-catching…or perhaps it’s the courtesy of the sacred flowers’ gifts.’ Rozelyn thought as she formed the water into a rose then eventually hardened it with her ice abilities. The frozen rose then abruptly dropped into the tub and made her skin feel a sudden solid cold sensation—making her stand and jerked away from the

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.

Bella hurriedly went out to go get what I had ordered her to do. With my hand still forcefully clutching a lock of hair, I turned her around so that I could look at her face. VANESSA.... The grip on my hair was so tight and it made me want to cry, but I had bit down hard on my lips. I cussed loudly when I bit down on the sore in my lips. I tasted my own blood.