It Takes Two Rose's Room Novels & Stories

She kept her gaze down until they suddenly stopped before a large set of double doors. "Please wait in there." Looking up, she watched the two guards pushed open the doors, revealing the sunroom in all its grandeur. Various flowers and potted plants line against the three glass walls. A long table standing in the middle of the room as Rosalie was entrapped by the diversity and liveliness of the flowers and their colors. Walking further into the room, she touched one of the flowers with the gentlest of touch as she gasped at the beauty of it all.

Lizzy questioned. "I am Rosemary Manuel." "Oh nice. Roseline, Rosemary." Lizzy pointed to the two new roommates of hers. "Two roses." "Just only one seem to be the rose without thorns, and the other looks like black rose with deadly thorns." Jennifer mumbled to Lizzie's ear. And in agreement, Lizzy nodded her head in agreement. Rosemary passed by them, looked at the cheap bed in front of her. So she is going to be sleeping on one this things. Oh, this would make her hate her father.

It's something Rose loves so much, doing it with him even if she's wrong for this. He carried her from the private living room and pressed a button, another door opened up showing a small, cozy but expensively decorated room. Rose could not believe her eyes. There was a room in here the whole time? The door to the room closed, there was a king sized bed there and a few furniture. He carried her on the bed and placed her there. He continued to work up while she moaned like hell. He kissed her again, unable to resist any part of her. He was so addicted to her body that nothing can make him stop.

The last thing she wanted was him emptying rounds of bullets on her, or even close to her. “He’s definitely going to be...but since when do I care” she shrugged as she walked down the hall.. the seemly large hall.. “The majority of these rooms are restricted, such as that room,” Rosa gestured towards a closed door, “and that one, and that one, and that one,” indicating more closed doors. “Maybe they should have labels on them,” sunny said, making Rosa giggle They found themselves in another room after making the next turn., how many rooms are in this house?

“Don’t stop. Let’s just get to our rooms.” We leave her in her room, each of us giving her a hug before reminding her to shove something heavy against her door. She nods through quiet sobs, and we back away with aching hearts. Next are Amelia and Olivia. Luckily, they share a room. Their hands grip each other as they quietly close the door behind them, barely making a sound. “I’ll be fine,” Rose says for what must be the hundredth time. “The second one of those ratty little boys even thinks about opening my door, he’s getting a bottle of wine to the head.”

Rose combed my hair quickly and asked me to follow her, I gladly did since I wasn't ready to sleep yet. We entered a room two doors from my room, it was bigger than mine and had a big bed at the center except for the bed there was no other furniture in the room. "Wait here," Rose said and made her leave. "Why? I'm scared." I looked at Rose with fear written all over my face. The bareness of the room sent chills down my spine. "Please don't leave me here." "Don't worry, I will be back." As she made to leave, I followed her.

So, why was the whole hall decorated with every variety of rose there was? “Get in there!!” Ursa’s shrill voice brought Seth and Rose back from their thoughts. Rose looked at her and saw in the direction she was pointing. A row of rooms that were designed to look like huts appeared before Rose. “Room no. 5! Get dressed. The makeup team and the dressing team are already in. Anyone asks, you are Vanessa. Is that clear?” “I know!” replied Rose and started walking towards room no. 5. Seth followed her too.

Asher and Anamika didn’t bring their bags, except for the roses she placed in a vase beside the window. The sun was slowly giving way to the moon by the time Anamika was done re-pruning the 99 roses and setting them in a vase of warm water to keep them alive for much longer. “We didn’t bring anything along.” She sat on the bed. From inside, she could view the surroundings, thanks to the glass doors and windows. The place only has one room, a kitchen, and bathroom.

Stuart to retrieve the key, she knew what was behind there but had never seen for herself. Opening the door, Rose was welcomed by a cloud of dust and cobwebs... thankfully no rats had chewed their way in. The room was luxurious even with the layers of dust, the bed made up in royal blue satin and silk, with a soft white wolf pelt at the foot for colder nights. Across from the four post bed was another enormous hearth, cold and yet still blackened from its last use. Beautifully adorned peacocks decorated the walls with feathers in vases placed around the room. Cobwebs ran from everywhere and was difficult to navigate if you were worried about spiders, thankfully she wasn’t. On the side table

I opened the door just a few inches and saw a small cardboard box sitting on the carpet with no name and no return address, so I pulled it inside and opened the lid while the others crowded around me to see what was inside. Resting on a bed of white tissue paper was a single rose made of delicate glass and the stem was broken in half so it looked dead and jagged, and I knew immediately that it was a message from Elena Romano because that rose was the symbol of the investment firm we had burned down in Berlin.