Heavens Rose Novels & Stories

And the blush that was barely receding was back again. "I'm not a pretty little flower, Roses are as pretty as they are dangerous." He scoffed, standing up and even from where he was standing, I could see that he'll tower over me. He straightened out his suit jacket. Eyes boring into mine. "The only dangerous roses are those with thorns Rose, and you my dear, you have no thorns. You're a pretty little flower, a harmless little flower." He walked towards me till he was standing right Infront of me, towering over me as expected, I craned my neck just too look at him. "I'll be taking my leave now pretty flower, say hi to Mr. Potter for me."

Just the lingering stench of a ghost who had already probably left the scene. I didn't waste time checking the perimeter with my hands full. I marched up the grand staircase, my heavy boots thudding against the marble steps. Rodah shifted slightly in my arms, a soft, exhausted sigh escaping her slightly swollen lips, but she didn't wake up. She was completely spent from the terror and the frantic ride she had given my cock earlier behind that curtain.

"Different. She's not phoenix or lightning—she's something else. Something quieter." "Balance," Aria said from the doorway, having arrived to witness the birth. "Phoenix, storm, and now... peace, perhaps. Harmony. The thing that binds opposing forces." Rose grew like she was born—quietly, peacefully, but with a presence that filled every room. She rarely cried, seemed to understand everything said around her, and had a way of calming chaos just by existing. When Lyra's flames raged out of control during a tantrum, Rose's touch would gentle them to candlelight. When Cassian's lightning threatened to short-circuit during nightmares, Rose's presence would ground him.

The way Isabelle's body was responding to his movements was so sweet, so perfect, as always… even better. At that point, while he was sinking even more into her while reuniting his spirit with that of the woman he loved, Shawn realized that heaven could come out of hell, that from pain happiness could be born, that from death one could come back to life. Nothing was impossible for two souls so profoundly in love. There was still so much love to be done, to be found in their hearts and it would have been there for all eternity. - THE END -

How did it get there? Rain stared down at the rose she had found by her bedside the second the woke up. The scent drifting in the air and causing her to smile. It reminded her of her time in the cabin and Rain didn’t realize how much she missed waking up to the comforting scent of roses until this one was brought to her. Rain silently wondered with a smile, would they still let her go back to the cabin or did Alexander plan to have her stay in the mansion permanently?

" I pause, taking in a shaky breath, my chest full. My eyes well with tears, but I blink them back, smiling softly at his words. They hit me right in the chest, like they always do. "And, now I need you to bring our roses to a place where the moon watches over us, where our pack gathers, where traditions live and breathe. The place where I got you back, where you opened your eyes and breathed life back into me. It’s where every journey begins... every journey ends. But tonight, it’s where ours journey will continue. So follow the stars, bring my roses, and come to me... where I am waiting for you with our Rose."

Rosa POV. I stand up and see my ancestor and Selene. They are both watching me, completely saddened by what is happening around them. “Why are you both here?” I ask as I step back, shielding Cece. My poor wolf, I only wish I was a better person to her. She deserved better than me. “We are here to help you. Rosa, you need to stop this. You gravely wounded Zeus. The heavens have fallen. Hell is reigning on earth. The Gate has been unlocked.” I look around and see Selene is telling the truth, but wait.

What she meant was that she had work to do as well. Glancing at her, Heaven said indignantly, "Then, hurry up. Don't forget about it!" With that, she left. Rolling her eyes, the corners of Rose's lips twitched. How could Heaven ask her to do something with such an attitude? Heaven was not her superior! Rose smiled at the mirror on the table and said to herself, "I'm not going to be offended. Instead, I'll get on with my job." Closing the cover-up page, she started her plan. She opened her email and copied her private work before getting down to business.

“Sorry, I’m a bit out of it.” She shrugged, and opening the small door in the gate. She had no umbrella with her, I’m guessing she go out in a hurry. Who wouldn’t when their cousin was standing in front of her own home gate, and staring at her house like a psycho? “Don’t apologize. Let’s get you inside before you catch a cold.” I nod, following her through the door. The walkway is just like I remember, on each side are prize winning roses. Of different colors. Huh? When do black roses exist? I took a small detour from following Alexis, bending over a patch of those strange black roses.

Chapter Fifty-four Author's Pov Rose's heart raced as she prepared to meet her uncle Matteo, the man who had caused her immense pain and suffering in the past. She had kept this meeting from her husband, Alfonso, fearing it would reopen old wounds and threaten the trust they had built. With a mix of apprehension and determination, Rose arrived at the agreed-upon location. Tall, imposing buildings surrounded her, creating an eerie atmosphere that mirrored the emotions swirling within her. Matteo stood there, his eyes dark and filled with sinister intent.