Dear Rose Novels & Stories

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."

The smell of smoke never left her. Even after five years, Inés still woke up coughing some nights, the phantom scent of ash curling through her dreams like a ghost refusing to rest. “Name?” the guard at the Delgado estate gate asked, his voice flat but suspicious. Inés gripped the strap of her cheap bag tighter. “Inés Montoya. I’m here for the maid position.” The man’s eyes raked over her; young, pretty, average enough not to draw attention, which was the point. He muttered something into his walkie-talkie, then motioned for her to go inside.

Each step was a gentle tug on the thread of her past, pulling her closer to the truth she sought. One sunny afternoon, as Katie strolled through a fragrant rose garden, her gaze fell upon a solitary white rose, standing tall and proud among a sea of vibrant colors. Its pristine petals symbolized the purity of her love for Rose, a love that had never wavered, despite the confusion and pain that had come to define their relationship.

Roose said and anger was shown in her eyes. "A very Good morning My most Beautiful princess. This beautiful flower for the most beautiful person in the world! White Lily with Red Roses, just like you. I remember you always loved it. Take this and give a beautiful smile so that my day will be very beautiful." Marcas said all these loving things very sweetly and broke Christian and Roose's argument.

“You crave something you cannot have, and forget to actually love what you have, cara mia.” Rose inhaled deeply, her eyes closed, her fingers pinching the bridge of her nose. “I guess you’re right about this,” she conceded after a beat, heart heavy, breathing labored. “I know I am,” Flora nodded, a bright smile stretching her lips. “I’mma go find Roman,” Rose got off the chair at once. The moment she did, however, dizziness hit her, an unbearable pain hit her, even as something wet traveled down the length of her leg.

Rose turned pale in disbelief, her eyes welling up. “What’s the matter, Rose?” everybody asked. Rose was always perky and cheerful. No one had ever seen her so depressed. “I-I failed,” Rose said dejectedly. Rose plunged headfirst into Darcy’s arms. “Why did I fail, Darcy?”

Rose piped up, bringing the rose to her nose as she inhaled the scent. "I'm glad you think so" "Thank you so much Damon," Rose said again. "Don't thank me now, there is a lot you haven't seen yet" I added..

“I’m here for the signing — Celine.” She arched a brow. “You’re one of the girls from the audition who got the role “Yes.” I said Her tone turned sharp. “We already told everyone to come properly dressed. This isn’t a charity center. I am sure you got a low budget role too, probably the cleaner in the movie or something, she said disdainfully while staring at my face sounding almost pained and a little bit jealous. A couple of girls seated nearby turned to look, snickering behind manicured hands. I felt the heat rise to my cheeks but forced a calm smile. “May I know where the signing room is?”

Everleigh Rose was sitting comfortably on the sofas in the living room with her polished exterior and her sweet smell filled the air, provoking attention. I saw how she consciously raised her face from her phone when she heard footsteps from the stairs which made her smile grow when she noticed I was the one. Respectfully, she stood up, her head up high and her hands crossed against itself In a way that shows loyalty and simplicity. “ Rose, dear" I called when I was still far away, putting a sweet smile on my face.

Sean said before he made a rose appear seemingly from thin air, “A beautiful rose for the even more beautiful Claudia.” At those words Claudia’s expression darkened and she stood up causing her black gown to swirl around her matching the stormy look in her eyes. “What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?” he said while wondering why Claudia wasn’t teasing him about being corny like she normally would. At that Claudia looked at him and took the rose from his hand but said as she pricked her finger with a thorn, “Yes, a rose is beautiful, but it is dangerous due to its thorns. Like the rose, I may be beautiful, but I am a predator of the night. A monster wrapped in a pretty skin.” As she finish