Novel & Cerita Eyes Closed Rose

It just took everything that happened to get here and I would not change a single thing because every single thing led to this room, this man, this daughter, this life. Eyes open. Always, always, eyes open. Clara breathes. Rhys holds my hand. We smile.

Probably, it might be the beauty of that rose and its colour which captivated her. Closing her eyes, she inhaled the soothing fragrance of that rose which made her lips automatically twitch into a tender smile. It smelt even more beautiful. After satisfyingly filling her lungs with the aroma of that rose, Aereza opened her eyes slowly but as soon as she unlatched her lashes, her smile completely faded by finding that person in front of her.

Rose grabbed the iron rim of the ship's deck and closed her eyes. "I would dream of being the girl you say you are, falling in love, loving, and being loved." Rose smiled widely with all the images flashing through her mind. "However, as soon as I open my eyes, reality will return with you by my side," she whispered wearily. Rose was silent for a moment allowing herself to receive the sun's warmth that splashed on her face. The orange color makes Rose's beauty shine so perfectly, as perfect as the beauty of the sunset in the middle of the ocean.

"Nоt hеrе, Rоѕе mу lоvе, іt wоuld be wrоng. Thіѕ рlасе seems ѕо рrіѕtіnе аnd рrіmаl. At night, іf уоu close your еуеѕ and соnсеntrаtе, уоu will sense a pure, роѕіtіvе аnd wild energy. A fоrсе іf уоu will, еmаnаtіng frоm thе grоund and соntаіnеd within the сіrсlе. Bеѕіdеѕ, we don't want tо оffеnd your ѕрrіtеѕ and ріxіеѕ." "Or your rabbit." Rоѕе оffеrеd kіѕѕіng my mouth аnd ѕmіlіng. "Dоn't believe me then, уоu іmреrtіnеnt v ixen. I wаnt you naked, ѕtrір." Aftеr Rоѕе ѕtrірреd, I рut hеr rеd ѕіlk ѕсаrf bасk оn her аgаіn as a blіndfоld.

Alex said, "When I was thinking of buying a house, I saw this garden, and it made me think you'd like it. Luckily, the flowers are blooming right now." A gentle breeze was blowing at the time and caused the pink and white sea of roses to sway gently. It was a beautiful sight to behold. A closer inspection revealed a pollen-proof glass cover protecting the roses. Candice's gaze shifted subtly as she looked at the roses, but she remained silent.

I opened the door just a few inches and saw a small cardboard box sitting on the carpet with no name and no return address, so I pulled it inside and opened the lid while the others crowded around me to see what was inside. Resting on a bed of white tissue paper was a single rose made of delicate glass and the stem was broken in half so it looked dead and jagged, and I knew immediately that it was a message from Elena Romano because that rose was the symbol of the investment firm we had burned down in Berlin.

He puts a hand on my eyes. "Rudra I can barely see anything." I say. He shhs me and moves me forward. Then he stops and moves his hand from my eyes and what I see is breathtaking. The space in front of me is a mini version of lake. It is round space, stone walls are covered with flowered wines. The top is covered with green light leafy plants and different things. And the small pond which is not that small. The water is coming from the top of one side between the stones also making it look a little waterfall. At other side the pond water goes away slowly to the forest I think.

The weight of someone’s eyes on her face had Ella’s eyelashes flickering. She knew it was Rome before she even opened her eyes, before she was even fully awake, but she didn’t want to come back to the real world just yet. She knew where she was, and she was glad he was there with her, but facing life in the compound wasn’t nearly as blissful as the dream she’d be leaving where she and Rome were alone on a secluded beach, his arms around her, the sun beating down on them as the cool waves crept up their legs.

I sat back on my bed trying to slow my heart back down. After calming myself down I climbed back under my covers. Another text came through and it was the number again. It was another picture of me looking around outside my window, then another picture showed up. This one is of my dorm room window again but the blinds are closed and you could see the glow of my light around the edges of the blinds. I started freaking out again to the point I started crying, I covered myself up completely. I guess I laid crying long enough that my mind and body decided I needed to fall asleep.

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You