Haunted Rose Novels & Stories

The on-duty doctor rushed in, and after a frantic round of resuscitation, my vitals finally began to steady. "Ms. Reign," the doctor said gravely, "Ms. Campbell's emotional fluctuations are too severe. She must remain calm, otherwise…" He left his words hanging, only shaking his head. Otherwise what—I already knew. Otherwise, I would die, just like Wynter said—I would quietly wait for death to take me. But suddenly, I didn't want to die anymore. "Chloe, don't be afraid. I'll go find Prof. Stenson. He'll know what to do," Angela said, her eyes red with worry.

Anything in between are add-on, unimportant or can I say a distraction. Something Rose proves to be, and before she becomes that, I'll end her like the multiple lives I've tonight. That is a promise!

I pulled Earl’s hand before he could leave, and the two of them looked at me. “No. Don’t call them. Please. I’m just so distracted by the fountain that I thought I saw something in the water. I didn’t realize I was getting too close. No need to worry.” Rose and Earl looked like they didn’t believe me, so the entire night, Rose and Izzy were with me. Rose told Izzy, and later on, I told her about Alister and the voices I heard. The two of them slept in my room, and it helped me calm down a bit.

The knowledge that of her mate chasing her and her indecision as if she should let him kidnap her was frightening to Rose. She needed a sign, any sign. What should she do? Did she believe him and let him take her? Or did she risk her father wrath? Her father was rumoured to be a monster hiding as a saint. Rose didn’t feel confident with either decision. Though, if Ty wanted her dead, she would already be. In her distracted state, Rose missed the fact that Ty was herding her somewhere. She didn’t know where he was forcing her to go, but he wasn’t showing any anger. In fact, he acted like this was a great game he was winning at.

Rose’s wide, fearful eyes darted between Caelia and Rhyzar’s imposing figure, her fragile body pressing further into the corner as if she could dissolve into the shadows. Her breath came in shallow, uneven bursts, the instinct to flee warring with the despair that had left her trapped. “Savage,” Rose whispered hoarsely, her voice raw. “He will kill us all.” She trembled violently, clutching herself as she muttered fragmented prayers for mercy, for forgiveness, for a swift and painless death.

I immediately started stirring the liquid and managed to grab the yellow flower. After adding 3 petals I waited for a few minutes, trying to look inside but before I could see the color of the liquid someone put a hand over my shoulder. I gasped. "I am so sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," Rose quickly stated, her eyes becoming huge as she looked at the door. "It is fine, I just did not know you were here." "I wanted to stop you," she pointed at the cauldron, "you should not inhale the fumes directly."

Shayne held out a cake with candles on it, while Luna's son joyfully clapped. Zach continued, "And there's more good news. That annoying mom isn't here!" Luna couldn't help but laugh as she tapped his nose lightly. "You rascal." Zach then mysteriously said, "Mom, close your eyes." Thinking he wanted her to make a wish, Luna obediently closed her eyes, clasping her hands together as her beautiful red lips silently mouthed her wish. Once Zach was sure she couldn't see, he ran off to the bedroom and soon returned with a large bouquet of roses behind his back. The bouquet was so big that his small body could hardly conceal it.

Rose looked around, wondering where the person had gone as the garden turned empty. Rose felt chill on the entire sequence and decided it was time to leave only for her to see the only black rose on the garden that was shone by the moonlight. She recalled to have seen the same black rose before, but remembering it disappeared all of a sudden before she could touched it. Wondering if this was her hallucination, Rose raised her hand, carefully, apprehensively. The tip of her finger tapped the soft inky petal. She smiled, seeing the odd rose. It was out of place but undeniably beautiful. Rose smile was quickly cut off when five looming fingers burst out from the bushes, pulling her inside.

(Pushed Rose to the floor and a star blade hit the tree behind her) ROSE: (saw the star blade and widen her eye) There really are ghosts LOGAN: That's one hiker gone (laughs and moves closer to the blade to remove it from the tree) The blade is real ROSE: I accidentally read an horror novel and it says ghosts aint real but their attacks are ANYA: Are you kidding me? There are no such thing as ghosts. Let's keep moving. CLAIRE: (step on a tree root and a net was coming fast to trap her but Rose quickly controlled air which moved Claire from the spot) Thanks Rose.

I held my breath, breaking out in sweat as his proximity made fear spread through my now shivering frame. "You see... The Black Rose is a bad crowd to stick with. They'll lead you to your death. As a friend and a man who's insanely attracted to you... I advise you to cut all ties with them." His smile remained on his face, his voice still the same low, soft lilt it had been since he started speaking. Yet... There seemed to be venom in every syllable, burning through my skin like acid, making my heart pound painfully against my chest. I was afraid. This man... there was something about him, something sinister. He was going to hurt me. He wanted to hurt me.