John Rosemond Book Novels & Stories

************************ So here is the official last chapter of Flames and Roses the journey of Sheerazi family's second generation There will be no updates of this book and about 3rd generation no I am not planning anything for them. The journey of 142 chaps has came to an end now and I'm really feeling emotional i took one year to finish this book I don't know if the time I took is worth the book or not. I know my story is not perfect but this is what I wanted to present you all. Hope I did not disappointed anyone if I did I'm really sorry for that. Thank you for reading it and making till the end. For the last time can you all please give a review on the book as it has finished today?

He gave me a contagious toothy grin, one I immediately returned. His eyes then drifted to him, clapping him on the back. "This is Dr. Alexander Wood, my good friend. Came here for some books." I nodded. "Wood, this is Rosette. She's here now, so whenever you don't find me here, she's in charge." He nodded too, still looking at me. "Hello Rose, nice to see you again." He smiled down at me, and extended a hand for me to shake, the hand that wasn't holding on to the books.

I held the stem attached to the flower tightly, luckily there were no thorns to pierce through my skin. I opened the drawer and put it with the other yellow rose, but today it was red. Orion had been leaving a flower on the table next to my bed every day with a sorry since I stopped talking to him. The blood moon was only 5 days away and we had no progress so far. A knock on the door startled me before I could respond the door burst open and Bernadette stood in front of me.

“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.

John : " Rose....Look at me.. brat why do you keep looking into the book? " Rose while looking at her book says :"What's the matter? " John snatched the book from her hand and said : "Who do you like more.. me or this book? " Rose:"...." John:" Rose, don't you dare escape today.. tell me who is prettier.. and who do you like more "? Rose:" Book "!....saying this Rose snatched the book from his hand and began reading without even bothering with him.

"I heard she can't have children." "Then why is she still hanging onto the Donna Verdant title?" Daisy stood in place. Her nails dug into her palms, and her heart clenched tightly. Julia took a step forward. "You heard them, didn't you? Daisy, I'm not the only one who thinks that way." She then raised her wine glass and deliberately tilted her wrist. Red wine splashed across Daisy's face. The dark red liquid trickled down her cheeks and soaked her light blue dress, staining it in spreading blotches.

“I know but there are some lies that are necessary, especially when you promise someone else to maintain them.” “What lies?” This time Paul heard the anger in my voice. “Rose, the man that attacked you, what do you remember about him?” Paul pressed like this had everything to do with what he wanted to tell me. The memory was blurry as I tried to put the pieces together. “I don’t know… he was fast, really fucking fast. And his teeth— No, I was so frightened I imagined most of it.” “Rose,” Ivan touched my hand and my eyes flew open. I hadn’t even realised I’d closed them so tightly. “Just tell us even if it sounds crazy.”

Thomas chuckled as he took the rose from me. "Those guys chased me for three blocks. When I ran past a flower store, I remembered that it was Valentine's Day. Because I had stopped for a rose, one of the guys cut my arm. I quickly ran off again. Back then, I was thinking that it was a good thing I had steady hands. If I didn't, the flower would have fallen on the ground." John, who was standing in the distance, tapped his watch. It was to tell me that it was about time.

Give them all to Rosie if you could! Elise quickly declared on her social media that she only worked with me. The copyrights of the remaining novels were still being negotiated, so she hoped everyone would keep an eye on it. This made some small-minded people see red; they did not expect my backing to be so strong. [Is anyone going to take care of the Bells?] [I'll find out any of their shady dealings for sure!]