Crescent Rose Novels & Stories

“Only good little humans get to cum, Rose.” I wiped my mouth furiously and glared at him as he admired my flushed body. “I don’t want you to make me cum. I don’t want you touching me ever again!” “Careful what you wish for,” he smirked. “Now get dressed. I have the perfect task for you today.” ೋღ🌹ღೋ

“Cousin, stop fidgeting. Let me help you.” I have grown more comfortable around him since we all joined together with Rosie. Yes, he’s still a jerk, but he is also family. “There,” he pats me on the shoulder after adjusting my collar. “Let’s not keep her waiting, shall we?" Together, with my cousin at my back, we walk down the stairs into my living room where the rest of our guests are waiting. Every surface has been covered in roses of every imaginable color, harvested from Evander’s gardens, both on Terra and in Tara, a mixture of magical and traditional blooms--just like our Rosie, they are a mix of everything.

She thought it wasn't even a rose. She touched the delicate crown of the ceiling rose. She sniffed it with her nose, trying to smell the fragrance. It wasn't as fragrant as the princess's rose, indeed. But Celine felt that this rose was particular. "That's Megawati's rose. It's a cross between a red rose and a yellow rose. Yellow roses can't live in a tropical environment, so the cross was imported." Kylie explained again. "That's right, the orange ones are always special," Celine said proudly.

Leaning down, he offered his hand to bring her up. Rose looked at the offered hand longingly, debating if she should follow the rules or just have fun… as the boy started to wiggle his fingers she grasped his hand and jumped up onto the side of the fence panel. The ladies were all so engrossed in ogling the soldiers and their muscles that no one noticed her for once and she could at last have some real fun! Giving the boy her attention, Rose introduced herself; “thank you for helping me get a better view young sir, I do love watching! My name is Rose Duncaster, heiress to this manor.”

Jeffrey rushed home with the last glimmer of hope and finally panicked completely when he saw the dark and empty house. The rose in the greenhouse had the courage to escape. No one could accept it. Rose could only follow the Little Prince around and never leave. He froze in place, looking at the bouquet placed in the center of the door. He then realized how ridiculous he had been. I wrapped him one last bouquet, but unfortunately, none of those flowers were roses. The rose had gone to find freedom. He couldn't keep me, and I no longer belonged to him.

Spring arrived with an explosion of color across both territories. Cherry blossoms from Crescent Ridge mixed with the wild roses of Shadowpine, creating a landscape that seemed designed specifically for Celeste and Kai’s mating ceremony. “It’s too much,” Celeste said for the hundredth time, surveying the preparations. “We don’t need flowers from every Federation territory. We don’t need a guest list of three thousand wolves. We don’t need ice sculptures.” “The ice sculptures were your father’s idea,” I said, adjusting the sample centerpiece on the table before us. “He thinks they’re elegant.”

"Elder Jacob, could you please explain what you mean, or do I need to call off this court session already?" The Elder gave me a look full of contempt, then spat venomously. "Where did you get that mark, girl?" Confusion washed over me. I raised a hand to touch the dark crescent on my neck, just behind the shell of my ear. "I've um... I've always had this mark since I was born. I really can't remember....well, my mother always said it was a birthmark." The Elder's voice trembled as he continued, his words weighted with accusations. "Those marked by the Crescent are believed to be blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. They possess extraordinary powers and are known to be stronger than ordinary

" 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.

he added, “Do you think that’s the Heilig crest?” “No,” answered Seb, “That’s the crest of the Order of the Red Rose. The Heilig crest showed two intersecting lightning bolts,” he rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “I believe your mother Hermione Briar Rose was part of the Red Rose Knights. And you know the Briar Rose crest...” “...It’s a rose in a ring of thorns...” Dorin said, unable to veil his disappointment. “...I guess it was my mother’s watch then...”