Gun And Roses This I Love Novels & Stories

Rodah’s POV My mouth was almost agape as I stared at him. We had fucked last night. He had taken his time, driving me into the mattress until I was completely satisfied and exhausted, yet looking at him right now made my blood run hot all over again. He stood in the doorway of my gallery, holding a heavy black gun, wearing nothing but a white towel wrapped tightly and low on his waist. His strong, muscular legs were planted wide on the floorboards, and his heavy chest was heaving as he tried to catch his breath. The massive tattoo of a viper coiled around one side of his chest, making him look incredibly dangerous, dark, and lethal.

, I said. "I'm glad you love them". "You're the best", I said. "I know I know", he said cockily. I chuckled, "I'll call you after my meeting, I gotta go prep I've got like 2 hours left", I said. "Alright love". "I love you". "I love you more", he said and I cut the call. I stared at the roses smiling hard. There's something called true love. And I think I just found mine

There was a note in the roses. 'You might hate me for embarrassing you like this but I'm going to keep doing this until you are comfortable. I won't ever miss an opportunity to show you how much I love you. I chose white roses because they matched your shirt. And when I saw them, they reminded me of you. I love you so much and I think I might give you a willow tree next' Willow laughed at his joke and shook her head. Her heart was full with joy as she picked up her phone and called him. After two rings, he picked up. "I assume you received my gift," his husky voice filled her ears making her smile.

Seriously. “Put the roses in a vase.” When she was gone, I just stared at the thing in the box. Why do I want her to hold me again today? Why do I want something different with her today? Now taking my phone, I called her. Theo already gave her the phone that I bought. “You steal it.” “Sorry.” It’s the red rose she gave me when she confessed her love to me. “I thought... it’s lost.” The memories covered me again in love.

"Don't get angry and don't get sick again, okay?" Rose nodded as she pouted. "Previously, I have been healthy and never got sick all year round! When I met you, my immune system had weakened! Your aura is too strong! Then... grow me some more roses! Red roses represent fiery love. I hope our love and marriage will last for a long time and be prosperous forever! Hubby, you will always care about me..." It would be perfect if he could pamper and spoil her like this for a lifetime! Although she understood that no matter how fiery love was, there was a shelf life. It would become bland in the end.

she said and smiled " Of course Mom, I will, " Gun said Mom walked out from the door smiling " So now mom already gave her permission," I said and faced Gun who is staring at me "I love you," he said "I love you more" I answered " Until when? He suddenly asked " Until the day you unloved me, until the day that you'll decide to push me away" I answered back " but I know that... that will never happen" I added and hugged him tight

" Just so we're clear she loves roses and chocolates because I don't want to be too cliche and I don't want to give her stuff that she doesn't like because you misinformed me." "She loves roses preferably short stem and you got her the red roses which is a good thing so she'll understand that it's the thought that counts you on the other hand look like you're nervous it looks like you're going on a first date and it's not the first time that you're going on a first date the last time I saw you like this you were getting married and I was your best man and I'm not gonna tell her that I was your best man because I was going out with someone who now doesn't want anything to do with me and has t

“Don't listen to him my love. It's me. It's Stephano. The man you've always loved for many years. The man you've always wanted to be with. I am that man. Am the man who made his way into your heart and you in mine. Don't pull the trigger. You aren't a murderer my red flower...” Rose hissed. “Stop calling me that! Am not a red flower! Just stop it.” Rose gritted holding the gun tightly. She didn't know why this name he had called her made her feel something. She didn't know him at all. And, yet she felt herself hesitating to shoot at that stranger.

“I think you’re lying. ” A pause. “I think you’re looking for something.” Inés stood her ground. “Maybe I am.” He studied her for a long moment. “Then I hope you’re ready to find it.” And before she could speak, he reached behind her and pulled a gun from the drawer…

yeah, I didn’t even need to finish that thought before I began walking. As I passed by the field, my hand flew to the rose that still rested on my chest, and I peeled it off, letting it drop to the dirt floor. All the talk about wanting to be loved was garbage. I didn’t need anyone's validation or acceptance at this point. I was past that. I only chose the rose because of the thorns, and how its beauty was a perfect disguise for that dangerous part of it.