Eyes Closed Rose Novels & Stories

She decides to fulfill her desires first before the umpteenth volume war begins. Back to the lips. The second to third time Rose dives into that one sweet part in succession. While her fingers never left the nest, she gently played with the black hair that remained calm by her repeated touches. Not the slightest intention of waking Theo from sleep. However, Rose was speechless as she watched the blinking eyelids finally show off the misleading ash color of sanity in full bloom. Rose was indeed completely lost. Her body was frozen, not knowing the way out of avoiding the mutual gaze that thrilled her chest while offering all kinds of opium powder. She couldn't possibly remain mute ....

" Let's just fix your wife." I said with a sigh as I powered up my Rosepast. My eyes turned dark red as I held my hands in prayer to my lips " Rosepast." I whispered into my hand, the skin under my collarbone moves apart as a red glass rose glowing purple appears. I lifted my forefingers and middle fingers to create a triangle. The middle petals of the rose start to rotate as the triangle lights up in a purple flame. " Let the past be seen." The middle petals of my Rosepast stop rotating as the outer petals slowly start expanding.

she choked back tears and laid down again. All the thinking isn't helping,she must get out of here.She closed her eyes again to get some rest,when she opened them again.She was in a room filled with roses,her favourite kind.Red roses.Candles lit the entire room. Immediately she sat upright.A box of truffle chocolates along with a single rose was beside her.

Iris said, watching him move through the garden with obvious familiarity. "As I know them." He paused beside a bed of flowers that resembled nothing she'd ever seen—blooms that shifted color with each breath, petals that seemed to be made of crystallized moonlight. "This one Eleanor cultivated specifically for my needs. She called it Rosa eternis—the eternal rose." When he touched the flower, it responded with a note so pure and beautiful that Iris felt tears spring to her eyes. The plant's glow intensified, and its voice joined the chorus with what could only be described as contentment.

Rose closed her eyes with a flushed face as He discharged all over her front, her boobs. Her harsh breathing matched his. In the pin-drop silence, she could only hear his rugged breathing and her own wild heartbeat. He stayed true to his words. She really was his Kiska! She opened her eyes only to look deep into his dilated gaze. The intensity and crazy, thrilling look in his orbs was unbearable for Rose and she teared up. She averted her eyes but stayed there on the floor, on her knees for his next order.

I quickly grabbed it, opened it, and looked at it's contents. The first thing I saw was a picture of Alex and her ex, Mason. It looked like they were dressed for graduation. She had the most beautiful smile on her face, with a blood red dress on. She had her arm around Mason, but his eyes were focused on something other than the camera. I felt my blood start to boil remembering what he had done to her. There was alot of things in there. More photos, small gifts, etc. I started putting everything back when a small cumpled up note fell to the ground. I placed everything into the dresser, and read the note.

“Sorry, I’m a bit out of it.” She shrugged, and opening the small door in the gate. She had no umbrella with her, I’m guessing she go out in a hurry. Who wouldn’t when their cousin was standing in front of her own home gate, and staring at her house like a psycho? “Don’t apologize. Let’s get you inside before you catch a cold.” I nod, following her through the door. The walkway is just like I remember, on each side are prize winning roses. Of different colors. Huh? When do black roses exist? I took a small detour from following Alexis, bending over a patch of those strange black roses.

I sat up, rubbing my throbbing temples, and walked to the window, pulling aside the heavy velvet curtains. Outside, a blizzard raged, blanketing the world in a chaotic swirl of white. And in that whiteness stood a solitary black figure. Daemon was wearing a thin black cashmere coat, completely covered in snow. A layer of frost coated his hair and eyebrows. He stood there, rigid, his gaze locked on the faint light of my bedroom window. I sighed, opened a black umbrella, and walked out into the swirling snow. The moment Daemon saw me, his lips already purple from the cold, he spoke with desperate haste.

She beamed and said, “yes, I have talked to dad and he wants us to get married in the span of one month at most.” Rudra nodded and muttered, “fine, now please leave me alone. And for God’s sake, you are chief doctor and do some work.” Kiara moved out of the cabin and her minions instantly joined her tailing behind her. Rudra heaved a deep breath to control his anger that want to escape... he slumped in his chair and held his head in his hands. His gaze fell on the two frames on his table. One of his family with his three lovely angels and his father. His mother; Gayatri, his sister; Sanjana, and his grandmother. His lips curved into a small smile seeing them all smiling. But them his gaze fe

Was I seeing things? I jolted back to reality when the assistant tapped my shoulder and motioned for me to move closer. That was when I realized—I was already standing two steps away from him. He, on the other hand, was standing too close for comfort. I sneered inwardly, pretending not to notice the way my pulse quickened. My chest fluttered, and my words nearly slurred as I looked up to meet his gaze. Oh boy… he was even more breathtaking up close. I got lost in the way his long lashes furrowed whenever he looked at me, the subtle flutter of his eyelids when he blinked. Gosh, he was dangerously attractive.