Endless Rose Sweater Novels & Stories

After a while, I heard the door open and it looked like he was done changing, so I got up to change as well. "Isn't there anything longer than this?" I was almost stunned and shocked when I looked at him from head to toe. He was wearing a white long-sleeve polo shirt but it looked like a sinful outfit in my eyes. I swallowed deeply because of her smooth and white thighs. Her nipples are also exposed because she is not wearing underwear. His long hair was still loose and wet. Any man will be fascinated by her sexiness and my whole body is almost heating up because of her.

Ethan’s hands slowly dropped from her face, and his voice, smooth and deep, whispered in her ear, “Open your eyes.” Rose opened her eyes to a breathtaking sight. The bed was covered in delicate tulips petals, vibrant reds, and soft pinks scattered across the crisp white sheets in a beautiful pattern. On the center of the bed lay a stunning, elegant dress, soft silk in a shade of deep crimson that matched the roses. Her gaze shifted to a small note placed carefully on top of the dress. She picked it up, her fingers trembling slightly as she unfolded the paper. [Wear this.] She turned to Ethan, “Where am I wearing this pretty dress to?”

I know that seems like a lot, but with about four thousand in the pack, that is small. Rose dresses in slim cut dark heather grey slacks with comfy flats and a silk baby blue boat necked blouse tucked into the front of her pants. She keeps her mark on full display by pulling her soft straight hair into a high stylish ponytail, adds a simple winged eyeliner with mascara on her eyes and nudish pink lip gloss to her plump lips.

Rose replied softly, “this will be our first public appearance together as father and daughter. I want to look beautiful and breathtaking. I don’t want something from an ordinary boutique.” William sighed, rubbing his temple. A headache was already forming. “Rose, you’re already beautiful. What exactly are you saying? If not a boutique, then what do you want?” Rose smiled, knowing she had him exactly where she wanted him. “I want a dress from Claire Renate’s Midnight Silk collection, the one released two days ago.” William frowned. “Just a dress?” “No, Father,” Rose corrected gently. “The entire collection.” “What?!” William nearly shouted. “Are you out of your mind? Why would you need an en

She struggled with it, awkwardly twisting to reach. "Let me help." Carl was suddenly behind her, his presence enveloping her with a warm, masculine scent. She clenched her fists, trying to stay calm. His fingers grazed her back as he pulled up the zipper, making her swallow hard. As he finished, she felt something cool around her neck. Looking down, she saw he had placed a necklace on her. "Uncle Carl, what's this?" "A dress accessory," he replied nonchalantly. Renee lifted the pendant in her hand. It was a piece of jewelry carved into the shape of a rose, the vibrant red shades melding perfectly with the form as if it had naturally grown that way from the stone. The craftsmanship was exquis

I don't have to ask. “Come in Roberto.” The door opened slowly, and there he was standing there like he always did. He was wearing an oversized blush pink sweater that was several sizes too large for him, it slipped entirely off one shoulder, revealing the delicate line of his collarbone. His dark hair fell softly across his forehead, his jeans were high waisted and around his wrist he wore charm bracelet he had quietly acquired last month, mum noticed it but said nothing about it.

“Yes. But you are the one in charge now. And I have something to attend to here. Don't worry. I'm sure with Rosa by your side, it will go smoothly.” Alexander sighed. “Fine.” The charity event-the one Martha described with that wary glint in her eyes-had finally arrived. Rosa stood at the foot of the grand staircase, smoothing the front of her suit. Martha had been right; it suited her really well. It hugged her neatly, dignified without being too loud. The baby pink camisole underneath the suit really complemented the blend. The pearl earrings Mrs. Dill had recommended to her rested lightly on her ears. She touched them once. They felt heavier than pearls should. Not that she had ever worn

♡‌‌ ‌‌LILY’S‌ ‌POV‌‌ ‌‌♡ Rose and I rushed through the clothes she owned,because I wouldn't have time to go to my dorm to get mine. So unfortunately I had to settle for Rose's clothes which I don't know how the hell I'll fit into them, she was way smaller than I. We picked out a mid thigh simple red dress for Rose. It suited Rose's petite size perfectly. I picked out a black dress which looked a little revealing but it was the only one I could find that wouldn't make me look like I was suffocating.

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

This particular rug, she knew, was most certainly not created by a machine. She lost track of him as she looked around the room. He popped around the corner, holding a white t-shirt in one hand and a pair of silky-looking, black pajama bottoms in the other. “Here, I have some dry clothes for you,” he said, with a warm smile. “You’ll get sick.” “I don’t think that’s how you get sick,” Bonnie smirked playfully. “I’m pretty sure germs get you sick, not cold weather.” “Well, Doctor Bonnie,” he replied, laughing. “You may be right. Still, though, you should put these on because you’ll be much more comfortable.”