La Vie En Rose Izone Novels & Stories

The hall quietened, the silence hanging like a thick veil - almost as if everyone had suddenly held their breaths on wisp. The red - haired male stepped forward, reaching out for the bouquet of roses. His eyes filled with silent contemplation as he stared at the blooming,fresh roses and then at Dylan's expecting eyes. Without another thought he tossed the roses to the ground, trampling on them with his shoes tilled their petals scattered around in the dust. Gasps rippled through the halls, a clear expression of shock from the watching bystanders. "Dylan, how many times must i have to turn you away and how many times must you embarrass yourself in public like this?. You know.....", Simone pau

At the end of the hall, a door sat slightly ajar. I pushed it open… and froze. The room was filled with portraits of me. Me dancing on stage. Me reading quietly in the library. Me sitting alone on a park bench, lost in thought. Every angle of me, every moment… Jordan had captured in painstaking detail. I stepped closer to one painting. That was seventeen-year-old me in mid-dance, skirt flying, laughter radiant. In the corner, there was a line of tiny words that read: My rose has finally come to me.

… When the delivery person brought the flowers, they shouted, "I'm here for Alice! Your roses are here!" Alice raised her head high and jogged toward the delivery person. "That's me!" She took the large bouquet of roses from the delivery person and sniffed at it deeply to show off. "It smells so nice." Her coworkers gathered around. "Who sent them?" "My good friend, Aralyn!" Joanna also saw the flowers in Alice's hands—they were much larger and obviously much more expensive than hers. She grumbled, "It's not even from a man. Why are you so proud of it?"

Enough to fill the space with color and scent, the deep red catching against the dim light of the bar. They moved straight to the counter. “Delivery for Rose Rainer,” the first one said. “Can you sign?” Rose stared at them for half a second. “Yeah. That’s me.” She signed. “Where do you want them?” She glanced at the growing mass of roses, then gave a small shake of her head. “Anywhere they fit.” A card was placed in her hand. She opened it. Wild Rose. See you tonight. K. Vivian let out a sound somewhere between a squeal and a gasp.

Murmurs rose from the crowd of students and even some parents who came to drop off their kids off on the first day stared at the black limo. ‘Isn’t that Ivy Ronald’s limo’ a female student said staring at the vehicle. ‘How do you know that’ a male student arrogantly asked. ‘You idiot’ the female students huffed hitting his head making him glare at her ‘isn’t that her parents company logo’ she said pointing to a sticker on the tinted window of the vehicle. Countless gasps were heard among the crowd as they stared at the limo. ‘It is her’ the male student said grinning ear to ear while the female student huffed in annoyance.

"Ooo oo.. . what is happening to you? I will take good care of you when you are alive." And again laughing like monsters. Rose pushed his body and ran away and he continuously laughing loudly. Rose ran so fast that she forgot everything and did not know anything. She just ran fast and looked back to see whether he followed her or not. After a while, when Rose was about to cross the gate and get out of the town. He came back abruptly and Rose just saw him in front of her. He looked at her in anger and so near to her that she did not imagine he had come here so fast, and within no time she fell down on the floor and became unconscious.

Getting back on my feet, I made my way towards the bath where a few other maids were waiting for me already as the intoxicating smell of roses became a part of the atmosphere. I got out of the bath smelling myself as the sharp scent of roses had deeply penetrated my skin. Water dripped down my fair skin as I stood up and walked away from the bath. When I was done with everything, I saw a maid bringing an extravagant light pink gown which had white butterflies and flowers decorated all over the bodice as the skirt was quite puffy and pretty. I noticed that Mrs.Hanzah tied the corset a bit tighter than usual. My hair was styled into a formal braided bun as I looked marvelous. Walking towards t

Adeel said and Azisha got startled by his presence "When did you come? You had time to come." Azisha said "I just came now. Happy birthday Azisha," Adeel said and handed her the Rose bouquet Azisha smiled looking at the Rose bouquet. She is allergic to Roses and Adeel does not even know that. "I can not take them. Sorry I am allergic to them." Azisha said still smiling Adeel took that bouquet and placed it away. "it is ok, you do not have to say sorry. I am sorry I did not knew that you are allergic to them." Adeel apologised to her

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."

"For you." "Oh, thank you," I said, shaking my head. "But I'm not really in a rose-buying mood." "Ah, don't worry," he said in English, still offering it to me. "The rose is free. Your smile is payment enough." "Merci beaucoup!” I said, accepting the rose from him. “You’re too kind.” “It’s not always you find a beautiful lady standing alone by the Seine,” he said. “What troubles you?” “It’s nothing,” I said, staring down at the beautiful rose and sighing contentedly. “I just have a lot on my mind.” “Of course,” he said. “Love can be a very powerful and confusing thing, no?”