Eyes Closed Rose Novels & Stories

There was a sudden flare of energy in my chest, as though the candle’s flame had been struck deep inside my ribcage. Rosie’s eyes were shining through the fog, her bare toes wiggling in the wet grass. Then her eyes closed, though they kept moving behind her lids, flickering back and forth. Her lips were moving, too, too quickly for me to read, and no sound was coming out.

I told her and kissed her forehead lovingly I closed my eyes hugging her tightly near my heart. Next morning I woke up before her. She was still sleeping and looking so adorable. She is looking like a baby so calm and peaceful. I have to take care of two babies after our baby will come in to this world. I kissed her forehead then her eyes, nose and lastly on her rose petals like lips. I could not control myself from doing that. Her lips are so addicting it feels so good to kiss them again and again.

As she is distracted, I run a short distance away to shift and then race back with the red Rose bouquet I hid earlier and wait for her to turn around. When she turns, she freezes in shock and I give her a wolfy grin back, the roses held gently in my jaws. ** “Lydia, I have a question for you.” “Okay.” “On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat, to the wolf, with the red roses?” ** Her pupils dilate with lust and her breathing increases, she understands the meaning behind those words. This is my pledge to her, my eternal promise, to be hers for life as she is mine.

I said. “It’s asking us to decide who we want to be before the merge comes for us.” The chamber pulsed. The vessel’s silver eyes opened fully. And destiny inhaled. Clara POV The vessel’s eyes opened. Not flickered. Not flashed. Opened. Two silver irises empty as a moon with no sky fixed directly on us. The chamber fell so silent I could hear Aria’s breathing hitch. Ares stepped instinctively in front of her, golden fury blazing across his shoulders, but even his power couldn’t dim the glow rising from the vessel’s skin.

As I put one of my feet inside of the warm and welcoming water filled with the petals of the beloved and most beautiful rose. I sometimes wonder why it has so much love being given to it. It is so imperfect, yet that is its perfection just like all of us--We are perfect and one because of the imperfections of us. I also wonder why a rose just steals my heart every time I look at it--it's just so magnificent. Is it because of the color that it possesses or because of the way it possesses the frail heart of mine? So melted in my thoughts that I was, I didn't realize that I had to get out of the bath to get ready.

"Please, stay with me. Open your eyes." Watch how easily he is fooled, Rose’s voice echoed around my prison, though it came from the screen above. I watched in absolute horror as my own physical eyelids fluttered open. But I wasn't the one controlling them. Rose immediately suppressed the brilliant, emerald green glow in my pupils, forcing the eyes back to their natural, soft brown. She let out a weak, disoriented gasp, mimicking my voice perfectly. "Rohan..." she murmured, her hands—my hands—weakly reaching up to clutch at the fabric of his jacket.

He watched the silly smile on his mate's face and felt his own lips twitch , Rosalie was a rather indifferent female , she rarely smile and with her past , she only dreamed of things that made frown or pout unhappily . Aiden marvelled at the sight of that sweet angelic smile that etched on his mate's face and couldn't help but lean forward to place a soft and lingering upon those smiling lips. Rosalie's eyelashes trembled and a second later her eyes fluttered open....she looked at him with a dazed look and he bit back a curse .

A sly, unapologetic smile curled on her lips as her eyes found mine. “Gideon,” she purred, her voice sickly sweet and unabashedly bold. “I didn’t realize you were...busy.” I blinked, the vivid image of Rose standing naked in the doorway dissipating like smoke. My breath hitched as reality snapped back into focus. Rose was fully clothed, she had been all along, her expression neutral. She was holding a small glass vial filled with a curious-looking liquid.

I stand and walk away whilst furiously wiping an escaped tear from my cheek. As I'm walking away, I hear Ivan hiss, "She's fucking terrified man. You need to go easy on her." Paul growls lowly at him, "Easy isn't going to keep her safe." After I turn the corner I can no longer hear them. ೋღ🌹ღೋ "Rose..." Groggily I open my eyes and then roll over because all I want to do is sleep. Then my door flies open aggressively and Felix is pulling off my sheets.

Rosa can’t help but blush at how gorgeous this man was. Even with all the dirt and blood stains on his shirt and skin, he was the most beautiful creature she has ever set her eyes on but one thing that definitely puts her on the edge was the colour of his eyes. It looks like it was glowing when he opens his eyes weakly. He only opened a slit when he quickly shuts his eyes tightly as strong pain overwhelms him. Causes him to hiss and his mouth was open wide when he breathes hard. Rosa wanted to see more of his eyes so she bent down and tried to help him