Destiny Rose Novels & Stories

Elodie Jax Turner, lead guitarist of Dionysus Rising: the biggest rock band in the world, loved me. I had heard the words, seen his lips form them, but it still didn’t quite compute in my head. Not even the ring he slipped into my palm seemed real. Even when I could see it nestling there — a thick, hammered band of silver. I couldn’t help myself, I kept staring down at it. If I’d had a hand free, I would have pinched myself.

the music still was playing, and I thought dreamily that now, finally, Matt and I had our song. Jamie ran over with a bottle of the champagne we were drinking and a beautiful rose. "Congratulations, with the compliments of La Vie en Rose." You make a perfect couple. “Thank you,” I replied, taking the flower. Then, with a smile for Matt, who put his bottle of wine under my arm, I added — I think so. "You could honeymoon at the Diamond Star," she said. Matt's eyes gleamed, my smile widened, then we both exploded in guffaws.

KYLE RYLE DIONNE The President of the popular paranormal club the Blood +, tag by his title name as the ‘Black Rose Knight’, and one of the Academy’s seven popular students, ‘The Knight of the Seven Roses’. His standing as the rank 3 in the entire prestigious and international school of Royal Knights Academy marked him with the shadowed black stallion knight horse named Zero.

Damien As I navigated the familiar streets leading to Rose's imposing mansion, a tumult of emotions churned within me, each one vying for dominance as I braced myself for the inevitable confrontation that awaited me. The tension in the air was palpable, thick with the weight of unresolved grievances and unspoken truths, as I prepared to face the woman whose influence had cast a long shadow over my past and threatened to do the same to my future.

Alveric Valentine (P.O.V.) As I ended the call with Dimitri, I looked down at the piece of paper in my hand that I tore out from the book. The prophecy was coming to pass just as predicted and it is not as Dimitri thinks it is. He is a part of the prophecy, and he is not on the good side of things. I do not know if his ill intentions have already been sought out, but I had to ensure that he was kept out of the loop about what the prophecy said about him.

The ceiling was artificially made and decorated with hanging lamps and flowers and at one side an orchestra was playing some romantic music! At the other end on a long table the event management team was busy preparing for the huge elaborate and sumptuous buffet that would be laid at night! Adrian stood at the stage with his 6 feet tall, sturdy and well exercised figure. He was wearing a purple colour suit which was a much deeper shade that almost resembled black but still looked different and was of a smooth shiny material! The suit fitted him quite well since it was custom made and with his every movement the flexing and relaxing of his biceps was visible. His chestnut colour hair was trim

" I didn't kill your brother, I was admitted in the hospital when your brother died" " Ooh thanks for the reminder sweetheart, but your little boyfriend did, he thinks he can just go around killing people just because he has money, I'm not that rich like him but I'll make his life a living hell as he begs me for mercy but it'll be too late because you'll be long dead and him too I'll make sure I'm the one to kill him, and by the way call me Denis, pleasure finally meeting the 'queen' I know he's not joking when he says that, I know it'll take a while before Kyle saves me and maybe this time I'll be long dead before he does.

[Have you ever heard of IronRose and NeoNinja? ***

Celeste's POV I did not know what came over me when I changed. No I did it was Trevor. Everything about him exudes sex and confidence. "What game I'm I playing?" I said trying to be confident looking him in the eye. Trevor put his hand back under my skirt and rubbed my clit a few more times before he slid one of his fingers into me. My hands grabbed onto his biceps to stready myself. He only fingered me for a few strokes before he pulled his finger out. He brought his finger to his mouth and cleaned his finger. He then leaned down and kissed me when our tounges touched I could taste myself on him. I tried to pull him closer to me but he pulled back.

Jeremy muttered, visibly uncomfortable. Doing what again? Had he brought someone here before? The thought made my chest tighten. “It’s fine,” I said quickly, trying to push away the rising anxiety. “Oh, I’m sorry,” Rose laughed lightly. “Just an old woman getting carried away. I’ve been praying for a second chance. Hoping the Moon Goddess would answer. No more war. No more attacks. Just pups and family.” She looked so hopeful it almost broke me. I gave her a wide smile, but her words echoed in my mind. Second chance? What did she mean?