Ghost Roses Novels & Stories

The sky was a bleak gray, mirroring the melancholy mood of the occasion. Florence and Chaos stood by the graves, their silhouettes etched against the gloomy backdrop. The drizzle fell gently, a somber melody that accompanied their silence as he made sure he was there for her. Florence, her eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and remembrance, placed a bouquet of lilies on the three graves in front of them. The white flowers, symbols of purity and innocence, contrasted starkly against the dark earth.

“Babe, we’re going straight to the chapel, right? So… I think it’s fine. Besides, I don’t believe in bad luck. You and I are meant to be together. Nothing can jinx this.” He leaned down and kissed her, and Ella accepted that response. Even though she had a feeling things would get worse before they got better, she knew their love was meant to be. She pulled away. “You’re right. I don’t believe in bad luck anyway.” “Great. Which one do you want?” Ella walked over to a gown that went almost to her knees in the front with a longer train in the back. It was white but it had small pink gemstones in the shape of flowers all over it. She loved it instantly.

Trisha’s P.O.V I walked out of the room with my father, Lucas and Rose following behind us, but they separated from us as we neared the altar. The music was light and the entire hall was filled with the scent of fragrant flowers. White roses were used as decoration, but within the purity of the white, I spotted the dark velvet petals of the black roses. However, behind the altar, there was a humongous garland made completely of black roses and it was just magnificent.

Ares firmly stated. Keyara couldn't oppose Ares' will. If she insisted, Ares would become suspicious and might discover something. So Keyara let the maids take the bouquets of roses to be discarded in the garbage incinerator. Thousands of rose stems were burned, and Keyara watched as tears streamed down her face. She began to feel that those flowers were meant for her. G stood for Grey; besides, Grey had asked her to call him Gi. If Grey had sent the flowers here, Grey already knew her true identity.

Celeste. I stare at the roses. White roses. The flowers Nathaniel gave me on our wedding day, six years ago. The flowers Celeste wore in her hair at the gala where she stood beside him while I stood alone. The flowers that mean purity, innocence, new beginnings. The things she has never been. The things she took from me. Marcus asks if I want him to throw them away. I look at the blooms. They are perfect. Not a petal out of place. Not a stem bent. She chose each one carefully. She wanted me to see them. She wanted me to know she was here.

Olivia couldn’t see anything because of the light, only the sound of the deity remained in her ears. “Young recruit will have to dedicate to the galaxy. You have the white of the fairy flower, the beauty of the unicorn and you are the pride of the phoenix. Don’t let me down!” The sound made Olivia curious about her identity. Fairy flower? Unicorn? Phoenix? Why did he say that? She doesn’t know. No one tells her about that. Olivia was about to ask the deity when a powerful suction blocked her voice and pulled her into an endless black hole.

Shaun liked to think of her as a loving, pleasantly kind matriarch who could turn into a fire-breathing dragon in the blink of an eye if she wasn't happy about something. Leeza stood hesitantly in the entrance of the ballroom holding a massive bouquet of flowers. Unlike the other flowers arriving, these were big and bright, much prettier than the carefully chosen bouquets from Dasha's personal florist. Displays had been pouring in all week; black roses dipped in some kind of liquid gold, which made them look like they were dripping. The arrangements were set high on pedestals all around the perimeter of the ballroom. Shaun hadn't known roses could come in black, but was quickly learning that

She knew that. "For God sake, I'm older than this motherfucker" she cursed beneath her breath as wandered the graveyard. She went there after school hours or when she wasn't busy teasing Austin, for some reason she felt at peace here. Maybe because she was a Ghost, but it was one place she felt alive. She came across Austin's mothers grave and thought about using her as a perfect revenge plot, but she knew it would jeopardise any plan of her getting help from him. So she cancelled that option

I stored that information away for future reference now that I was going to a place completely filled with them. The salty air mixed with the rocking of the ship wasn't doing any good for my stomach so I headed back inside the ship. I stopped at my brother's level and spotted them at a dingy table playing a card game. Felix looked up and spotted me right away. Before I would have assumed that was because he was really aware of his surroundings but now I think it's more to do with his vampiric capabilities. "Hey, Rose, had enough of the salty air?" "Yeah. What are you guys playing?" I take a seat in the spare chair.