Juleka X Rose Novels & Stories

And Giselle with her barely concealed attempt of pursuing Aiden reminded her forcibly of Anna , which only made her hate Giselle even more . Rosalie took out a carton of orange juice from the refrigerator , propped up a glass on the island at the centre of the kitchen area , that was shining and gleaming and filled up her glass up to the brim . Chairs surrounded the island and if possible Rosalie would have loved to have her juice right there instead of going back and forcing herself to face Giselle's unwanted presence . But the thing was - she was the Luna and if she pulled herself back , it will only fatten up Giselle's overly fattened head .

Then, he gave me a polite smile. The view changed after that. Rose stood there, lost in her thoughts. Everything around her is dark and broken. She started to move, she moved her right foot towards the jeep, then she slowly moved another and after a step she stopped and turned her neck to her shoulder and a drop of water moved out from her beautiful black eyes and then slipped on her red cheeks.

Elisa shrugged as she dragged the bag and set it down next to the wardrobe. “Were you the person who gave me this rose?” Rain nodded her head at the delicate rose that was kept inside of a glass vase with water. The single rose was the only thing in it. Elisa shifted her attention to the flower, started at it for a few seconds before nodding her head in affirmation. She didn’t say a word after that, she just led Rain to the vanity table that was set up for her in the room because she knew that it wasn’t there before.

Perhaps he had not loved me for a long time now. It was my fault for never noticing—for stupidly believing that true love would never die. Now, Lara smiled as she leaned against the doorway, purring so softly her voice could melt anything, "I heard you made pasta. Can I have a bowl? With minced ginger, please. My cravings are really terrible these days." "You've got it," John grinned lovingly. "Who would spoil my baby if not me?" Still, he soon paused when he inadvertently noticed the black roses outside. "I'll tell the gardener to uproot those flowers. They remind me of Claire's disgusting face—I don't want them to hurt our eyes!"

Right now there were sitting with the florist and Svetlana was sitting with a serious face, scrolling through a fashion magazine while Ashley and Juana were bickering again like 8-years-olds. "The wedding decor will be Rose Boule De Neige with Rosa 'Ingrid Bergman'. Rose Boule De Neige is an old rose with a rich fragrance. simple yet elegant." Juana said to the florist while wedding designer started scribbling. Ashley dramatically gasped and the wedding designer pen stilled on the note pad, "Of course not! It has to be Rose White Parfum De Provence with various colours of lilies. These roses are a classic hybrid tea rose with a powerful perfume. Unique and vibrant!"

By the time Yulene placed the rose to Belle, it had turned into a crystal that emit rainbow glitters when the light hits. “It’s beautiful,” whispered Belle, admiring the crystal rose. Leon who watched her admiring the rose, closed his eyes. He gritted his teeth together, trying to ease his tense eyebrows, and turning away as though the sight hurts him. “It isn’t much but this rose can help you in a few things,” told Yulene. “They are called the rose of truth. Each time you break the petals, you will find truth of what you wish to know the most. For example, such as secrets that other held against you.”

Rose who was standing behind me quickly ran over and said, “I don’t drink juice. Water is okay.” As she spoke, she looked at Ailina. “What does my idea like to drink? I will buy it for her.” I’ll look at the large couple cup in front of Ailina, then look at Rose and Smite. “She might not need it. Have you seen the man in front of her? If you buy her juice, the man will make you die of jealousy.” “But I am a woman.” She blinked her eyes. I raised my eyebrows, “Then you could have a try.”

Lucas looks like he’s about to throw up, as Selena turns around and looks at him. “Lucas! Hi.” Lucas presents Selena with a single white Rose tied with ribbon from behind his back. “Oh my god it’s beautiful Lucas,” she smells the delicate flower and smiles at him. “It’s beautiful thank you so much, but I don’t understand?” “Selena, I have come here to ask you a couple of questions.” Lucas takes hold of Selena’s empty hand. “I, first of all, would like to ask you if, you would be my date to the Christmasqurade Ball?”