Novel & Cerita Crimson Roses

My name is Alexandria Rivers. I am 17 years old. I am the daughter of Joyce & Edward Rivers, Beta's to Alpha Brian Jackson of the Green Wood pack. My brother, Tyler Rivers, is best friends with the future Alpha Mason Jackson, and also next in line to become Beta. Alpha Brian and Luna Samantha have always been very kind to me. Mason and I began dating in middle school, and Luna Samantha has been teaching me how to be a Luna, in case Mason and I are mates. I finally get to shift and find my mate in 1 week. I'm really hoping Mason is my mate. My mother says that with the mate bond, you can feel what she described as "Sparks" when you touch your mate. Mason and I have both noticed a tingling sen

She had such a good heart. Then she said conversationally, “You know there’s no such thing as black with blue-tipped roses, right?” My mouth sagged open, before I blinked and shook my head, unable to believe what I’d just heard. “Say what again?” “Roses only come in shades of white, red, yellow and purples or variations and mixes between those. Anything else is artificially created.” Still slowly shaking my head back and forth in adamant denial, I said, “No…no, that can’t be right.”

A few wide-open creamy roses were added to each arched hedge as decoration. The Dusk Roses on the right, though, caught my attention the most. It was crammed with fully bloomed-red roses. Some were late crimson like the first glass of wine you drank in the morning, some were velvety scarlet like a medieval old-fashioned dress you wore, some were seductive red like the apple in the garden of Eden, and some were newly red like rouge on a girl who is waiting for her date. Augustine took my hand and stopped in front of the Dusk Roses, he ran his hand through my hair, and his blue eyes that shone under the moonlight stared at me, I almost assumed that he would say a vow in those roses' witness.

“While you were away. Lord Rustyn. He brought something from Lady Celia and the queen.” My jaw tightens. But my eyes are on the roses. Even in winter, the cursed things bloom. Blue roses that climb the black stone walls, their petals sharp against the frost. They wither and bloom in ghostly cycles, yet never touch the ground. Always vanishing midair, leaving behind only that sweet and rotten scent. It clings to your throat, making you feel the misery etched deep within it. “Rogues?” I ask, eyes narrowing on a cluster of petals curling into vapor.

He replied and waved it in the air. Aiden smiled. “Okay what do we have to do?!.” He asked. “We need a black rose, one hundred candles each with a different color. A blue rose and …” “Liam, hold up!!. Black roses don't exist!.” Helios said. “Neither does blue!!.” Marshal and Aiden said. “The exist!, the black roses Yennefer used are substitutes, she used the blood of a…” “A what?!.” They asked him. “A Brachiopods!.”

The door opened, and I sat up immediately, not knowing what to expect, but being wary all the same. Percy steeped I'm with a bouquet of roses in his hands. My heart constricted a nit, merely looking at him. He looked like a regular college boyfriend bringing his sick girlfriend flowers at the hospital. Only there was nothing regular about him. Apart from his deadly handsome loosks, it was the death in his eyes that caught my attention, making me shiver. He placed the roses carefully beside my bed, then sat down beside me, his eyes as cold and as distant as Atlantica.

I first approached the arrangement of long white roses on the central table, but my nerves were still bothering me, so I approached the red carnations under the portraits of the royal family and touched them. I loved the color red, so I liked these flowers the most despite the not-very-attractive scent of carnations. I smiled when I saw their intense red and looked at the composition of my chosen outfit. The red dress, a black jacket, and high heels matched the flowers perfectly. I chose this set, especially for today's visit. After all, these are the colors of the Lycan royal crest. I glanced up to admire the portraits and swallowed when I saw calm gray eyes peering at me from beneath a mop

I held my breath, breaking out in sweat as his proximity made fear spread through my now shivering frame. "You see... The Black Rose is a bad crowd to stick with. They'll lead you to your death. As a friend and a man who's insanely attracted to you... I advise you to cut all ties with them." His smile remained on his face, his voice still the same low, soft lilt it had been since he started speaking. Yet... There seemed to be venom in every syllable, burning through my skin like acid, making my heart pound painfully against my chest. I was afraid. This man... there was something about him, something sinister. He was going to hurt me. He wanted to hurt me.

A drop of tear landed on the back of my hand. I ignored it and made a rose appear out of thin air just like a magician. "When we first started dating, you were nothing but a bouncer. The owner's enemies came looking for trouble. On Valentin's Day, you were severely injured and covered in blood. I was worried sick. I cried helplessly as I looked at your wounds. But what did you do? You pulled out a rose that you had been hiding, and it was covered in blood." Thomas chuckled as he took the rose from me.

Anthony nearly leaped for joy, his face lighting up with a smile that he could not hide if he tried. In the shadows by the door, Sebastian's expression darkened even more. I took Anthony's hand and turned to face the doorway, locking eyes with Sebastian, whose gaze was filled with jealousy and a hint of danger. Without a sound, my lips formed the words clear as day. "Well, Sebastian, the Carusos and Russos are joining forces in this lifetime. You won't stand a chance. "The only fate waiting for you is to die without a trace."