Gun And Roses This I Love 소설 & 이야기

“I thought we were going to break up or something. You scared me.” “You really don’t hate me?” Rojean asked with a pout. “I managed to screw up big time.” “Why would I hate you?” Lucas asked, holding her hand again. “I would never hate you. Except for when you did something that would make me hate you, for now I don’t.” She frowned at that before hugging his arm again. “I love you, Lucas. I really do. You’re always so understanding and I can’t thank you enough.”

I don't have to be strong but I'll Take This Pain. I love you, Scarlett Rose.

And then you killed my best friend. I held on to the rose I was supposed to lay on his grave. My grip tightened on the stem, fresh tears filling my eyes. Until I bring her to you, Ian, I will keep this rose with me. Until I made her pay, I won't let this rose wilt. That is my promise to you.

“Because I’m not that girl anymore.” “No, you’re definitely not that girl anymore. You’re gorgeous when you’re angry, by the way.” She didn’t move, just kept her aim trained at his heart. “Get out of here before I have you arrested.” “And then have all of your brother’s secrets revealed? I doubt it.” He pushed the gun down, shaking his head. Rose wanted to shoot him straight through the heart. Her finger ached to pull the trigger, to the point that her eyes watered. It could all be over in one instant.

“Of course I did, hummingbird. I love you. Even when you say stupid things like if I want to marry you.” She laughed as he kissed the tears from her cheeks. “I thought you didn’t want me.” “Now that’s just idiotic. You’re mine and always will be.” “I love you. I’m sorry I’m a mess.” “What did I say? No apologizing.” Clearing his throat, he reached inside his coat pocket and pulled out a small velvet box. Rose’s breath caught. He’d brought it with him? “Rose, my love, my hummingbird, the woman who can’t cook and who tried to shoot me more than once—”

her long lashes fluttered. “I’m done being afraid of giving my heart to you. I’m done weighing if loving you will complete me or ruin me for good. I love you,” I repeated, ensuring I had all her attention. “And if you ever leave me, I will die, Rose, because you are the only woman who made me feel alive, and I will love no one else but you.”

"Do you think my sister was as desperate and helpless as you are now when she left, calling for help but no one was there. Joanne, you should have thought of this day when you were thinking of replacing your sister. Let me cleanse your dirty soul today.'' Blood splattered everywhere, staining this white dress of mine red, just like the red roses I love. Besides being passionate and exuberant roses also meant “I love you”. ‘I love you, Riley. If you were in heaven, could you see that I have avenged your death? We didn't have a good time in this life, let's be sisters again in the next, okay? I'll plant you a yard full of baby’s breath. I'll make money so that our mom won't have to work so har

She instantly close the door and left me broken. I hold the roses tightly and whisper, "I promise my love. You'll be mine and not gonna let him steal you from me... Never..."

I retrieve the gun and load it in the moments he scratches my leg to get relieved from its weight. I turn to little rose and gesture to her with my fingers to come forward. She runs to my side without hesitation and intertwines our arms together, not looking at the guy. “Look at him. He can’t hurt you now.” I whisper softly in her ears. She turns her head step by step in his direction and when their eyes make contact, his gaze fills with burning fury, but she doesn’t look away. A proud smirk overwhelms my expression. I flaunt the gun in the same way he did before and aim it at his friends.

Sebastian explained, adjusting Dante's stance with his leg. "Lean slightly forward." "Huh?" Sebastian leaned closer. He placed his palm gently against Dante's chest. He smiled lopsidedly when he felt Dante's wild heartbeat against his palm. He leaned Dante's back and placed the gun in his hand. Dante swallowed invisible saliva as he felt Sebastian's breath against his ear. "To grip the gun, Always use two hands." Dante nodded attentively, holding the gun like Sebastian said. "You're gripping it too tightly." "Oh." Dante released his grip.