Destiny Rose Novels & Stories

Rose As tears start to fall from my eyes, I remain frozen at my spot; somehow surprised to hear his voice. My eyes wandering around—trying to find if he's actually here, watching me but I see nothing, causing me to cry even more. I want to hear more of him, I want to hear from him, I want him here. ''How's my Rose?''

he asked Frez who looks like he notice what Louise was trying to say. "If I remember quite right, my king, the blahel's ancient city at the peak of the deserted island has fortressess around which gives a structure of a city hidden underneath a dead ruins, the city was called 'Blahel Fortress of City' and is very rare to see such duplicate in a place covered with 4 dimensional seasons. " The ancient man who has more legacy rather than a hero is called by his name Blahel, he is the leader of the Rebela's Tribe who lives beneath the ruins city of the deserted island who worships Blahel for his achievement.

I hate my parents. I hate I was even born. I just want to disappear. I don't see my worth. I don't see any reason to live. Why did God bring me either on this earth? I shouldn't be here. I don't deserve any of this. I'm not grateful, so He should take away my life. I'm not happy. I'm miserable. I'm lost. My tears stream all over my face as I gulp my drink. I puff my cigarette and have even finished two packs already.

“Do you have a choice in being the King? Of ruling over the council? Can you take off your disguise right here, right now, and announce your identity without fear of being swarmed by everyone at the park?” He was right…I didn’t have a choice. But I was different…and maybe, so was he. “I was born with a purpose, Kaleb.” I told him. “I was born to be the King. It’s not just my only choice, it’s my destiny.” “And I might not know what my destiny is or where my fate would lead me, but I know my purpose.” He told me just as seriously, never breaking eye contact. “I have a sister and she is terminally ill. I have to save her…if you are willing to help.”

He finished his talking looking at her, "And one more thing Rose, if anything happens to Damian because of your irresponsibility or negligence then I will personally kill you, keep this thing in your mind..." His face was deadly serious, his black eyes threatening... "Don't worry I'll protect him with my life, you can trust me..." She replied in monotone voice. ******** Simon was standing in front of Damian after handing him Rose's file, Damian was reading each and every word very carefully, he was impressed.. The skills and talents of this girl was extraordinary.... CLASS A FIGHTER.... Name - Rose, (26 years old.) Blood group- O . DOB- 5 March 1994.

My Friend Her name was Lily Rose and yes, I had never met her, nor did I have an ounce of clue how she looked like. It was really amazing how we found each other. Who would have thought that an anonymous letter writing app would bond two strangers together, a bond so strong that we couldn’t imagine living without each other.

Not the king's army. An army flying the banners of House Rashad. The lost dynasty had returned.

Only those many years had saved him from death. “I brought... the roses... sir...” he said fearfully, and it only took one glare to understand that he had to leave them on the table and get the hell out. I watched them for a long time. Red as blood and perfumed like the scent of a lusty woman. That was when I took out the lighter and lit one of them, watching it burn to ashes, dying before my eyes. I was so damn pleased to see its petals burn and fall off the bulb. Then I lit another one, and the feeling was even more exhilarating. Like I had the power of life and death.

Russell had stopped hugging her when she hit two. “Dad, I would like to introduce you to Sage, Slyven, and Aarshon,” Nix told them. The four greeted each other. She could see the protectiveness in Slyven sliding into place. He didn’t trust Russell, which was a good thing. “You already know Rayne, Dimitri, and Willow. The other two are Majesta and Magnusson. They own the bar.”

He was the only one that was wearing black, other in that room and those at the door from the restaurant were wearing pure white uniforms. The man was their boss and his name was BLACK MAN. He was a notorious adding criminal in US and it was only Buniyaminu's stepmother that he was working for but also uses to work as an hire assassin for other people and doing this for people not know that she was the one that he was working for.