It Takes Two Rose's Room Novels & Stories

I keep one arm securely clamped around her waist and turn toward the living room to guide her back, but my boots stop dead on the hardwood when I hit something. Jesus Christ. The roses. They are still here. I dart my eyes across the room, wide-eyed. And they are everywhere. I hadn’t factored in the square footage of the apartment when I demanded a florist deliver 2,555 roses. Fuck! It looks like a crime scene in here.

The girl leaned close, and the boy looked up at her, the corners of his eyes curving slightly. His gaze was full of her. He smiled and pointed to the flowerpot she had just placed nearby. Half teasing, he said, “Then Cecilia is a red rose. Delicate and thorny. Only I can afford to take care of you.” Cecilia turned and looked at the roses Lucas had placed in the room that morning. And tears streamed silently down her face.

I lifted one end of the bed and slide out the red journal. I switched off the lights, draw the curtains and laid on the bed. I opened the book’s middle and start reading. The yellow lamps on each table shelf being my light source. ‘”Please, I don’t want to do this. My mom has warned me against guys like you.” She pants as she wriggles her hands, trying to loosen the rope. “Really? What are the things she warned you against us about?” Jayden flips her folds with his right thumb, his other hand caressing her plum breast.

Alina was one hundred percent certain, so certain in fact that she would bet away her soul, that her house was haunted. Sitting with an expression void of emotion, Alina rested her brown irises on the resin rose settled neatly on her nightstand amongst the dust gathered there from her constant neglect. To any person that wasn't Alina, there would be absolutely nothing amiss about the beautiful ornament staring innocently back at her. But there was something horribly wrong with the picture, something Alina had been noticing a lot with the objects residing within the smothering walls of her home; the rose wasn't where she had last put it.

Rose says excitedly, and we laugh. “let’s go see it,” I tell her, and we go to her room, Logan carrying Noah. Her room is amazing, a real princess room with a big bed like the old one she had. There was painted moonflower in different sizes and colors. A desk walk-in closet, and a bathroom, with everything she needs. “I love, love, love my room.” She squeals as she is busy looking everywhere. We leave Rose in her room and open the door across the hall and walk into the nursery. Those who made it had decorated it exactly the way I had made Noah's room at the old land.

Soon they reach another room. When they entered, they saw a huge long twelve seater table. In the middle was a clear vase with only one red rose in it. Red as a blood. It was so beautiful yet scary. The room was huge as well but there is no single window in it. Only dark brown colored wall.

I would never be able to give them something like that. But he did. And he can. “And now only the little creature’s room is missing!” he exclaimed, something warm in his eyes. I feared for what I was going to find after opening the door, but my body moved on its own. Roses My whole room was decorated with roses. The predominant colors were almost red, alluding to blood, I supposed, however, the Gothic style of the place made me fall in love at first sight. “What?” He hurried. “What do you think?”

"Hey!! Wait a minute, you jerk" Rose yells as Liam hurriedly drags his suitcase. Rose gathers her belongings and runs up to Liam, who was checking his room number and arrangements at the counter. Rose huffs and exclaims, "Why the fuck you were rushing?" as she takes her luggage to the counter. "Sir, your room is on the second level, adjusting two beds and one bathroom, and the other stuff will be fitted to you after you arrive to your room," the lady behind the desk explains.

Buddy nodded and sat quietly in a corner of a room. Rose looked at the closet which was in the room. It was of average size. Rose walked towards it and opened the door of the closet so that she could keep her clothes inside. Rose was shocked to see the condition of the closet. It was stuffed with clothes. A man's cloth to be specific! How can she share a room with a man! Rose decided that she will not stay in this room. She will ask the lady to give her a another room with a female roommate. Rose went downstairs to ask the woman to change her room but she was nowhere to be seen.

It was clear to her that no matter what she said or how she felt about this, Jasper’s mind was made up. Rose gave a slight nod in defeat and he smiled, clearly happy to have persuaded her into such a ridiculous arrangement. “But I have two conditions,” she said firmly. His smile fell. “Rose—” “Only two,” she insisted. “And then you and Lillian can share a room.”