Juleka X Rose Novels & Stories

Rose scoffed in mockery. Still, Lena remained silent. Encouraged, Rose stepped closer and continued. “This is a sophisticated crowd. People with breeding, with history. Not—” her gaze flicked Lena up and down pointedly, “—pretenders.” Lena folded the paper towel and set it aside, finally lifting her eyes. Her expression was unreadable. Rose leaned in, lowering her voice. “And don’t you dare get ideas. Don’t even think about crawling back to Julian. Whatever you think you’re doing tonight… this little performance, it won’t work.”

"I AM SO JEALOUS!! You'll also meet Amelia Xena Callahan owner of club XN and XN technologies. Elena Kyra Gomez Halifax is the owner of the exclusive Kyra Jewelries with almost 30 branches across Europe, Asia, and the US. Also her sister Dominique-" Justine cut off her sentence. "My friend I gotta go now because your Argentine lover has arrived." Justine hangs up the call, I look back and I saw Skye standing against the door, holding a bouquet of blush roses. "Hey, my sweet." She said with a wide smile on her face. I immediately bound towards her and wrap my arms around her neck. And she wrapped her arms tightly around my waist. "Baby!!" Then I kissed her sweetly on the lips.

Inside was a delicate silver bracelet, adorned with small sapphires. "I know it's not much," I said, feeling suddenly shy. "But I wanted to give you something to show my appreciation for all that you've done." Rose's smile was radiant as she slipped the bracelet onto her wrist. "It's beautiful," she said. "Thank you, Alex.” Charles POV: While holding a glass of water seeing the days drew closer to Rose's birthday on the 25th of December, I felt a sense of excitement and anticipation. Alex had been planning a surprise for her, one that would be the ultimate celebration of love and commitment to each other.

I said. I presented the gigantic bouquet of peach Juliet roses to her. I had no clue what the difference between Juliet roses and regular roses was, but the florist said they were very “in” right now, so I went with it. She smiled at me and pressed her nose into one, taking a small sniff. “Thank you Wesley,” she said, moving back into me to kiss my cheek. “They are lovely.” I beamed, then turned towards the hooligans behind us, all of whom were standing there with identical shit-eating grins on their faces.

The roses kept coming. Monday: White roses, two dozen, perfect and elegant. Wednesday: Red roses, symbolism so obvious it made Julia blush. Friday: Pink roses with a card this time. Just two words in bold, masculine handwriting: **Soon, dolcezza.** Julia stared at the card, her heart racing. Dolcezza. The same endearment Massimo had used on the dance floor. So the flowers were from him. Of course they were. Who else would send dozens of expensive roses to a broke college student? "This is insane," Kate said, examining the latest bouquet with a mixture of awe and concern. "Jules, these probably cost more than our monthly food budget. Combined."

Moreso, even if he was to say that Rose got the gift for him with her influence, Julia knew how long it would take before Rose could purchase something from the designer. However, she was unaware that Rose was a shareholder in the store and the designer of the purse was a close friend of his. Rose answered before Luthor could. “Some people don’t need titles to have value,” she said smoothly. “And some connections aren’t public knowledge.” Luthor gave a faint smile. “Don’t worry about how I got it. Just accept it.” Julia clutched the purse carefully. “This is the best gift I’ve received all year,” she said sincerely. “I don’t even know how to thank you.”

After chatting with Z for a bit, I practically hummed my way through my morning routine. I headed downstairs for breakfast feeling light on my feet. But when I hit the landing, I saw Dominic standing in the main hall. He was dressed up like a peacock ready to show off, holding a massive bouquet of pale pink roses. Those weren't just any flowers—they were "Moonlight Juliets." The petals faded from pink to apricot, looking like they'd been soaked in moonbeams. They're super rare and usually only show up at Alpha-Luna mating ceremonies. Remembering our fight last night, I tried to ignore him. I didn't want a scene in front of the whole pack house. I headed straight for the dining room.

She knew that Rose had been constantly trying to make use of them. Once they could not benefit Rose anymore, they would… “The children that you’re carrying are Samson's. They’re Rose’s grandchildren.” “Hmph, this woman cares about nothing except power. If she could even make use of Samson and kill Colden, do you think she's going to care about these unborn twins in my womb?” Julia's gaze darkened even further, and she threw the health supplement on the table on the floor. “Rose brought these over. I’ve asked people to check on them. She added safflower in all of them.”

“I know your brother’s a genius in the business world, but there’s no need for you to demonize him to this extent, right?” Josephine said, “We’ll see how it is tomorrow.” Rose returned from refilling her wine glass, and Jay was bewitchingly looking at her lips that were enchantingly stained with red wine. He squinted his eagle-like eyes. “You have pretty good tolerance!” he stated, merely paying lip service. Rose thought it was a genuine compliment from him. “It’s so-so.” Jay replied, “I happen to be allergic to alcohol. You can help me drink my share for the night.”

It’s him! “What have you brought here? Explain yourselves or die.” “Sir, we present you the Red Rose. The huntress you have wanted dead for many years. She came here today, in the guise of a prisoner, with the intention to kill you. We convinced her that we would work for her, knowing that it would allow us to bring her to you, unaware of the danger she would be in. She is at your mercy, to do with as you wish Sir. She also has another identity; this woman is the new Luna of the Blue Flame pack.”