La Rosa Novels & Stories

The red rose, symbolizing love and passion, mirrored the fiery energy of their connection. Kaia, surprised and touched by Beau's whimsical move, accepted the rose with a radiant smile. The exchange added a unique and personal touch to their union, creating a moment that would forever be etched in the memories of all who witnessed it. The red rose, now a part of their shared narrative, became a poignant symbol of the spontaneity and romance woven into the fabric of their love story.

Rose frowned at this. "Really?" Dalia nodded. "Hm, who knows, Nerissa's good at gardening." Dalia grimaced on Rose' response. "Well, I just really hope that Nerissa does not end up making Madam Cynthia disappointed. If ever she did something stupid, for sure all the birds at the garden will fly away." Rose chuckle at Dalia. "Uhm, you are not wrong there, Dalia. You know how Madam love those roses, since it's really expensive and hard to find, and more than that, those rose are from Señor Antonio. She always delicately puring and nurturing them."

I said but as I looked down at the bouquet, my throat closed up when I noticed that it was red roses. My mind immediately flashed to the red roses that my stalker sent to my house the other day and I broke out in cold sweat. “You like red roses right?” Rosa asked, her voice coming to me from somewhere that seemed far away instead of next to me. I clenched my teeth together and forced myself to nod. “Yes, of course,” I answered curtly. The tension etched on Rosa's face visibly relaxed. “Thank God,” she breathed. “I had initially ordered some sunflowers but they got sold out before I could finalize my payment this morning.”

Rose has always had an expensive taste, a rare one at that, and she often ditches men she finds either too clingy or too arrogant, her standards high and unwavering. “Hello, ladies -” Just as we settle into the comforting rhythm of our conversation, Rafael joins us uninvited, his presence casting a shadow over our peaceful moment. “Are you here to have a conversation about babies and diapers?” Rose, ever the bold one, manages to handle his sarcasm with grace and composure, her sharp wit and quick tongue keeping him in check. “You don’t seem like the kind of woman who talks about diapers and baby bottles -” he winks. Despite Rafael's disruptive presence, the bond between Rose and me remains u

Rosa, the Palace healer…clung to the wall for balance, her cries of pleasure bouncing off the walls. Her breath came in gasps as he pushed deeper and harder. “You like this, don’t you?” Cross growled in her ear. “This isn’t Zod. I’m bigger than him. You wanted it, so take it.” His filthy words made Rosa moan even louder. Her body trembled with overstimulation, every nerve set ablaze. “Please… have mercy… I didn’t know y…” she tried to speak, but another powerful thrust robbed her of breath and words.

She was tall and lanky, with a short curly bob of blonde hair. Unlike a lot of the wolves in our pack, Rosa made herself up every day without fail: she swathed deep red lipstick across her mouth, and curled her lashes up with dark mascara. When I’d asked about her choice of lipstick colour, she said it made her feel as though she was “wearing the blood of our enemies.” I’d laughed, but she’d raised an eyebrow and her face told me that she was being deadly serious. “Thanks, Rose,” I beamed. She took the seat next to me, pulling it around so that she could straddle it.

Zee commented. “Sure. Have you noticed that they often look normal?” Inara remarked. “Yeah. They are designers not models. Sometimes they are shy too.” “Yeah. I’ve noticed.” The screen filled with a lipstick advert and after that an acoustic guitar instrumental music fused in with a background of rose petals. A pink perfume bottle featuring Inara inhaling rose flowers, stood at the corner of the screen with words streaming beside it as the sexy voice of a woman read along; From the stable of Men’s Aura comes a sweet rose fragrance for women. “Rose Aura” Available in stores soon. Get early release at www.mensaura.com.

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

she replied. "Nothing much... Means something happened," I said. "Well... I'll be fucking someone today," she replied making me choke on my spit. "You'll be doing what?" I asked like I had not just heard what she said. "You heard me right," she replied. "But.... What about your mate?" I questioned. "Look... Rosie. I'm an Omega. I accept my fate that my mate may probably never accept me when he realizes who I am," she responded. " So ... It's best I enjoy my life before I get old."

Like I had the power of life and death. The third one, however, I did not allow to burn entirely but only the edge of the petals. Half red and half black. Roses on fire. Suddenly, I let out a hysterical laugh until my cousin walked into the office, perhaps brought on by the smell or even my outbursts. “What the hell are you doing, Rick?” “Killing them!” I replied, keeping my fanatical grin on my face. “Killing roses…” he repeated as he approached. “You okay, bro?”