Novel & Cerita Estrella Rose

"WELCOME!! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN !!!! THIS NIGHT WE ARE GOING TO HAVE A CORONATION TO WELCOME A MEMBER INTO THE LONG-EMPTY SPOT!!! YES, AS YOU GUYS HAVE KNOWN, THE QUEEN SPOT HAS BEEN LONG EMPTY, AND TODAY! TODAY THE TIME HAS COME FOR THAT SPOT TO BE FULFILLED. LET'S WELCOME OUR ONLY EMPRESS! THE ROSE EMPRESS, LILIANA TERRANCE!!!" With that, the crowd lit up as they shout in unison, "WHOOOOO! ROSE EMPRESS!! ROSE EMPRESS! ROSE EMPRESS!" It was like a chant, shouting my name, my glory, and my standing in the group. It gives me a surge of ego and all the shouting and chanting boosted my pride.

he suddenly turned to his friend Ara who seemed to see an artist. "You know him too?" he was curious about the girl. "Of course! Who doesn't know Aldrin Santalices. My mighty shining armor." The girl said excitedly and her cheeks were red. "Ahh, so I'm the only one who didn't update? whatever." He said and they just returned to the booth. "Seriously?! you really don't know the mighty knight shining armor Aldrin?" it still scolded him. "Should I know him?" he responded steadily while raising one eyebrow.

'' She replies, lightly running her hand at Elis's back. A couple of hours later, I am left staring at the glass window near the back—only watching flowers blossoming beautifully. My lips curve up into a small smile, realising that there's a lot of roses here other than different flowers. To my surprise, I find Fiore standing a few feet from me as she watches the roses, ''They are Elia's favourite.'' She says, breaking the silence. ''Especially orange coloured roses,'' She adds. Roses. Is it a coincident?

I look down at my dress, I was wearing a white floral knee length cute dress with thin straps, I kept my hairs open and did some makeup. "Celeste" Theo calls for me in the mind link, I look around to find him standing on the stage, he waves me to come over. I look up at the sky, clouds were parting way for the moon to shine over us. It was perfect time to take oath, I walk towards him, he give me his hand and helps me at the steps. "You look beautiful" he compliments me leaning into my ear, I hide my big grin under my hand. "I can't wait to get back home" he says huskily "Theo" I slap his chest playfully.

Adeel said and Azisha got startled by his presence "When did you come? You had time to come." Azisha said "I just came now. Happy birthday Azisha," Adeel said and handed her the Rose bouquet Azisha smiled looking at the Rose bouquet. She is allergic to Roses and Adeel does not even know that. "I can not take them. Sorry I am allergic to them." Azisha said still smiling Adeel took that bouquet and placed it away. "it is ok, you do not have to say sorry. I am sorry I did not knew that you are allergic to them." Adeel apologised to her

[Kaden] "Rose!" I called her as I see her walking out, She didn't seem to hear and I forwn calling her again, louder and suddenly my phone rang I look down texting the guy back and asking him to call me back. "Rose" , She looked at me, but she somehow had this weird frown over her face, She seem tired. But we had to take her with us. I wasn't sure who exactly Aiden's men were after. But I couldn't risk him putting his hands on her.

Jayden flips her folds with his right thumb, his other hand caressing her plum breast. She whimpers, her back arcing upward. She’s so sensitive, Jayden realized. “Did she tell you how stubborn we are?” he asked, applying pressure on her clit, teasing her with his calloused thumb. “Did she tell you that once we like someone, we never ever leave them alone?” he smacked her breast lightly. Rita, helpless and sore, cries out. It’s hard to discern the cry. Is it from pleasure or helplessness? She—’

He held it up to the light, the delicate pen pressed between his fingers - light yet exquisite. "I like it", he turned, staring at the bouquet of blue roses, his gaze complicated. Dylan scratched his head, an awkward laugh escaping his lips. "That... the flower shop i contacted had ran out of chamomiles and only had those". Matthew inhaled, nodding slowly with a low hum. "Thanks" "It was nothing actually, just something that i had to do...out of courtesy", Dylan smiled, waving his hands lightly. They stared at each other silently for a while, neither having a word to say. After a moment, Dylan cleared his throat, his hands running through his thick, strands of hair.

Dark hair falling softly around her shoulders tonight instead of pinned up. And that face. God. That face. She stopped when she saw the rooftop properly. The lights. The roses. The skyline. Then her eyes found me standing near the center of it all. And softened instantly. I was already holding the bouquet. White roses. Fresh. Elegant. Wrapped simply in ivory silk ribbon. Nothing excessive. Just beautiful. Just her. I walked toward her slowly. “Happy birthday, Starling,” I said quietly. She looked at me. "I told you…"

Others swore they’d seen her once, only once, and never again. But all agreed on one thing: she was untouchable. Unreal. A ghost of the stage. And now… somehow… she was here. Esther. “Look—her face!” “What about it?!” “The rose! It’s gone!” ***