It Takes Two Rose's Room Novels & Stories

Rose expressed, turning her body as she brought Dominic away from the room. Starvos couldn’t help but squeeze a smile despite having his hand full with the monsters, “Silly you. Children shouldn’t apologize for something that are not their mistake.” Rose searched for the room with the least amount of enemies. Her blood went cold when she found the floor inside the mansion had all been colored in red.

I narrowed my eyes, “Are you sure you don’t want anything from me?” She nodded, a smile on her face, “Nothing at all.” That made me relax. **** “So, when do you want to leave? I’m ready anytime you are,” Rose said as she flopped on her king-sized bed, landing on her back. “Tonight.” I took a look around her room. It was on the third floor of the house and similar to the first room I was put in before Alpha Theo hurled me to his. Pink and very, very girly. Those were the words that described her room. The walls were pink, the bed sheets were baby pink, and her closet was pink. The only thing that wasn’t pink was the marble floor.

"We leave for the rail yard in two hours. I want Kilian's kingdom burning before the sun comes up." "Understood, boss," Gustavo said, stopping at the top of the stairs as I turned down the long corridor toward the master bedroom. The two guards standing outside Rodah's door straightened up instantly as I approached. I didn't say a word to them. I grabbed the heavy brass handle, unlocked the door, and pushed it open.

I pleaded, and Dad chuckled. “Go on. Git!” He said. Kimi and I grabbed our duffle bags and headed next door. Mina had already raced in and ditched her stuff in Mallory’s room. Kimi and I also just made ourselves at home with a simple, “Hi, Mrs. Braedon!” as we walked in and dumped our stuff in Rose’s room. Her room was pretty nice. It had a white daybed with a trundle for when Kimi and I spent the night, and pale walls. I think Rose called the color lilac. I was colorblind, so I couldn’t tell. She had put up some posters of her favorite bands and actors. Kimi’s room was similar.

he said, his tone unreadable. He helped me out of the car. The air was different here. Cleaner, colder, filled with the scent of wet earth and pine. The rain had softened to a fine mist. I could hear the sheer scale of the space around me—the echo of our footsteps suggested a vast courtyard, perhaps surrounded by high walls. A heavy door groaned open ahead of us. “Get Appy,” Razo said to someone. “And take her to the Rose Room.” The Rose Room. The name sounded like a mockery.

A peculiar person, Gia thought. “But at least he’s rich. You know, Jasper flew me here in a private jet, and the interior was amazing…” As they walked inside, Rose recounted her journey in detail, and Gia grew more appreciative of how Rose hadn’t once inquired about Raven. She chose to wait for Gia to bring him up. *** “Oh… Wow!” Rose’s eyes widened when she saw Raven’s room, where Gia had been staying. “It’s nice, but boring. I like the decorations outside more,” she said.

Smith's accounts, there haven't been any transactions at all…" John tapped his fingers on the desk, irritable and growled coldly, "She's the one who planted the black roses, didn't she? Always playing such nonsensical tricks just to get me to go looking for her… Just to make me cave to her whims! "Go! Bring some men with you and search every inch of this villa. If she's really in this villa, make her kneel before Lara and apologize! "Also, dig those black roses out, root and all. The very sight of them irritates me!"

“We already told everyone to come properly dressed. This isn’t a charity center. I am sure you got a low budget role too, probably the cleaner in the movie or something, she said disdainfully while staring at my face sounding almost pained and a little bit jealous. A couple of girls seated nearby turned to look, snickering behind manicured hands. I felt the heat rise to my cheeks but forced a calm smile. “May I know where the signing room is?” I couldn’t afford to break, at least not yet, I haven’t gotten what I want from them The receptionist rolled her eyes and tapped the desk computer lazily. “Third floor, room twelve. Don’t smudge the furniture on your way.” I ignored the laughter that f

I looked up instinctively and caught sight of myself and my to-be mate in the mirror. My makeup was heavier than usual today, and I looked a whole lot different from how I normally looked—just like the roses that Marcus had especially planted for me in the greenhouse—shy, bashful, and delicate, yet as captivating as ever. Meanwhile, Marcus looked even more handsome than ever in his black haute couture suit. We exchanged glances. And in that instant, we saw the smile in each other's eyes. "I don't want to see them," I said. Marcus nodded at once without any hesitation. "Alright. Then, I'll get someone to ask them to leave."

After a few more words, I hang up and go inside. I run into Mrs Rose. She asks, “Miss Smith, would you please check if the twins are awake? Their home tutor is on the way.” I say okay and start walking forward, then suddenly realize I don’t even know which room is theirs. When I ask Mrs Rose, she replies, “The room next to yours.” I open the door of the room right beside mine and step inside. Who would say two children live in this room? It’s a luxurious bedroom. Victorian-style furniture, expensive curtains. There isn’t a single toy in sight. So Mr Shaw has decorated even the children’s room according to his own taste. How disgusting.