From Ruin, She Rose Novels & Stories

Wouldn't they die? She turned and clutched the front of his shirt. "Riven this is different from my vision",she panicked. "Which of your visions?",Riven asked, holding her elbows and trying to calm her. "The one where I had my hands covered in blood, and everyone died" "Calm down, my love. Now that the mansion has collapsed this way, I'm sure the vision you had will change too",Riven assured her. "Don't worry. No one is going to die"

Josephine yelled as she grapped Violet's hair. “Let go of me, you witch!” Violet yelled, struggling to free herself. In the scuffle, Josephine pushed her. Violet tumbled down the staircase, hitting her stomach as she landed on the floor. Josephine froze, shock registering as she saw Violet lying in a pool of blood, writhing in pain. Panicked and unsure what to do, she ran out the house, never looking back.

He carried a large bouquet of roses and looked at me with a mix of regret and longing. "I was blind, Rosie. It felt like I was living in a dream before. Now that I've woken up, I realize I can't live without you." The set fell silent as everyone turned to watch. Allen had no shame declaring this in front of so many people. I felt thankful for having eaten lightly that morning; at least I had not thrown up yet. Allen continued his self-absorbed speech, "Can you give me another chance? Let's start over. We were engaged after all—"

“I don’t know what kind of woman but when I meet her, I’ll know. Isn’t that how it works? For now, I’d rather we part ways because this will never end well.” “Yeah, it won’t you bastard.” She said and stormed out of the room, slamming the door. The sound irritated my ears but I took a deep breath to keep myself from doing something bad to her. Bringing her back was a terrible, terrible idea. At that point even my mother was more preferable, which was not a good thing. That woman deserved my hate more than anyone else in the world. My life was on a downward spiral, bad decision after bad decision. Suddenly the music became louder. Standing up, I walked to the window and saw about twenty young

She took a useless game too far, even though she became the winner, she didnt want to win,all she wanted was her best friend, she didn't care about some silly game. "I accept defeat" She said to herself while sobbing simultaneously. "Madison, if only you could come back, I am so sorry and I mean it, I am sorry I let my selfish actions took the best of me, I thought that you were better than me, so I wanted to try all my best to be better than you, I should have never put our friendship on the line" Reine kept sobbing, even though Madison was dead, she just wish that at lease he could hear her out.

I said suddenly. And I didn't realize that I had a wound on my foot. "Andrea, your foot is bleeding," he said once close to me and suddenly lifted me up.

I could scream, but I couldn’t. The vehicle stopped, and I was pulled out and thrown to the ground. Feeling my knee burn when he hit a rock. I groaned in pain. The cloth was ripped from my head and the light stringed my eyes as if I hadn’t seen daylight in a long time. A hand cupped my chin, lifting it. I opened my eyes with difficulty and looked at the female figure in front of me. It was Rebecca. — The time has come to settle our accounts, dear Aurora.

Then, slowly, she lifted her hand and removed the tinted glasses. Her eyes-cold, sharp, merciless, locked onto Duke. Her expression did not soften. Did not crack. Did not melt the way it had in her first life. She simply stared. Duke, trembling under her gaze, looked like a man awaiting execution. Rose inhaled. Then began her vow- the same vow she spoke in her first life, before heartbreak, before lies, before madness, before death. Word for word. But now, her voice drifted through the garden like a winter wind-

Just as he lunged for my throat, she launched hers last at him. She spares no mercy as she tore his throat out. The rogue died with his eyes widening in surprise. I quickly scrambled to my feet, my heart racing from the close call. Instead of lingering around, we continued guiding the children to the courthouse. We get there shortly without any further mishaps, and we keep the children in the safety bunker. Then, Rafe and I leave the underground bunker to gather any other person in need of help.

Finally the coldness of the instruments that the doctor used touched her skin, at that moment Crystal knew that there was nothing and no one who could get her out of there. The white rose stained with blood, a rose that meant her innocence, a rose that meant how pure she could continue to be, fell from her hands until finally touching the ground and being treated as just another object. Brandon had not failed to give her that rose, the blood had not failed to fall on the petals of it, that rose had no other meaning than that of her innocence, the innocence that the doctor's instruments had taken from her to the point to make her feel humiliated.