Emperor's Rose Novels & Stories

The waterfall roared louder than usual, but a rancid smell overpowered the usual scent of roses. Rogues were waiting for her, not Xavier. One of them was the unkempt man from the market. Rose readied herself, then she felt him. Xavier, running flat out, drawn by the bond. He burst into the clearing, eyes blazing. “Rose, run!” “No, we fight together.” Then the wild roses moved like a living thing. They had always grown thick here, but tonight they came alive. Vines wrapped her ankles, thorns gentle against her skin, petals brushing her face.

“Seduce you? With me in the next room? Bold.” I walked over to him and stopped just in front of him. “She does not understand. No one does.” He looked up at me. “Understand what?” I reached out and cupped his face with one hand. “That I cannot stop thinking about you. That every time you are near me, the rest of the world fades. That I would burn this empire to the ground before I let anyone take you from me.” Aziel’s eyes widened slightly. Then that quirky smile returned. “Careful, Emperor. You are starting to sound obsessed.”

The lavish decorations, the rose petals strewn all over the place, and the magnificent photo of her and Liam hanging on the wall of the living room. "My goodness! Only King Pendragon would be capable of something like this! How generous of him to give a mansion of this size as a wedding gift?" "Look at those rose petals! These aren't normal roses, you know. They're a special species called the Sovereign Rose, and are among the most expensive roses in the world! A single petal costs thousands of dollars!" "Goodness! There are too many petals to count here, it must have cost a fortune! I'm so jealous of Celena!"

It was cold and calculating. And then he moved. He was a blur, faster than any man should, or could be. One moment, he stood several paces away and the next, his hand was wrapped around Cade's throat. He lifted his bulky form from the ground as though he weighed nothing. Cade gasped as he struggled for breath. The herb he clutched tightly slipped from his fingers and tumbled to the ground as he grasped onto the emperor's fingers. “You forget who I am,” the emperor growled, eyes glowing with dark shadows. “I am the great emperor of the seven kingdoms who united them with my sweat and blood. I am the sovereign ruler and now I have moved beyond the realm of mere mortals. I am the ultimate one.”

He had only watched her from behind earlier, so he didn’t realize she was cutting the British Roses. “They smell really nice too. I didn’t know roses could have such a lovely fragrance.” He grew even more panicked when he saw the basket. Not only British Roses, but also Julia Roses, Grasshopper Roses, Madame Caroline Testout, Bourbon Roses, and even Blue Roses. All of those were Mawar’s treasured collection—rare types with very high value. “Aren’t they all super pretty?” Elizabeth smiled while sniffing the rose gently. Doctor John nodded with a stiff smile. Whatever trouble she might get into, he had already decided he would protect her.

But I’m glad to know that it seems the Lord Haraldsen cares about his soulmate and is likely aware of the Empress’ workaholic tendencies. Josephine waves at us once more at the gates of the greenhouse. I wave back, tired, but sincere. She’s a nice person. Much nicer than what I was expecting. “What would happen to all these flowers, Your Majesty?” I ask, glancing at the table where a huge array of flowers remains, and two maids are busy putting them in neat piles “Some might go into my Palace, but I don’t have much affection for flowers.” The Empress picks up a marigold flower, the exact shade of her hair and eyes “So they would likely be thrown away.”

Well the rose is a symbol. There are six different types of roses used to propose to ladies in the glitz planet. The blue, black, white, Violet, yellow and red rose. The blue rose symbolize power, it is the most powerful rose a woman could ever get proposed to with. It is a symbol of the Aceland royal household! Only the emperor and his male sons are allowed to use it as a proposal token. The black rose belongs to the Crestland royalty which is also one of the most powerful provinces of glitz planet.

With their help, Xyla and Stanley soon arrived in front of a massive, white palace with the same signage design and the words ‘The Emperor’s Palace’ written above it… They knew this was where the emperor lived. The palace was much more exquisite than all the places they’d walked past. Outside, red roses were in full bloom, glistening brightly with vivid colors. An errant breeze caused the flowery fragrance to waft through her nose. It felt very comforting. Roses in this realm were vastly superior to those found in the human realm. Back home, the roses smelled great, but over here, they were on a completely different level. Xyla and Stanley followed the two guards into The Emperor’s Palace, w

Being Dharakand’s princess had trained her to read the deceit lurking behind familiar faces, and to suspect the motives wrapped in an emperor’s summons. “Greetings, Your Majesty,” she said, curtseying. He gave the smallest nod—acknowledgment without warmth, the kind of gesture that said her respect was expected, not earned. Typical of a man who thought his crown made him the measure of all things. “How are you feeling?” he asked, his tone smooth—pleasant on the surface. But she could see the calculation beneath it. The question unsettled her. Why does he care about her health? Kings don’t ask out of kindness—they ask to see where the cracks are.

He was more than sure that Lady Serena was only enduring because if she was patient enough, she would get what she wanted the most - the empress position. While the emperor was in the meeting with the minister of finance and Lady Serena, Emery took that chance to explore some parts of the Euthoria mansion. Right next to the meeting hall was a large garden looking like a maze with high hedges neatly trimmed. Several pink and red roses were blooming on the sides but what really caught Emery’s attention was the bed where black roses were seemingly reaching out to the sun. “They are outstanding, aren’t they? Even with the beautiful flowers around it, it still catches anyone’s attention… it truly