Laced Roses Novels & Stories

I didn’t ask more questions and trusted Trevor completely. After a few minutes, we stepped into a clearing bathed in soft morning light. My breath hitched as I took in the sight before me. A field of red roses stretched out like a sea of crimson, but these weren’t ordinary roses. Each delicate petal had silver markings, shimmering softly under the sunlight, as if kissed by moonlight itself. I gasped. “Trevor… these are…” “The legendary red roses of Silver Rose Pack. The locals called it Silvermarked Roses,” he said gently.

The suite smelled of white roses and champagne, the kind of heavy sweetness that made everything feel slower, hotter. Lara stood by the tall window in nothing but the pale silk robe, the tie loose enough that it slipped open every time she moved. Her skin still glowed pink from the bath. Tomorrow she’d wear white lace and vows. Tonight, the only thing she wore was want.

All the goods were dazzling and luxurious. The most eye-catching piece of decoration was the sea of roses. The whole wedding venue was awash in pink roses. They were so warm and romantic that it was intoxicating. In order to set up these roses, Jenna had spent a handsome fee to hire the most famous team, Rosebest, for an elaborate design.

They danced across the mahogany floors, across the velvet drapes of deep crimson, and across Allistair himself—painting him in shifting fragments of light as if the house itself was watching him, weighing the storm within his chest. The air was perfumed with roses. Their scent bled in from the gardens sprawling just beyond the tall windows—roses of crimson, ivory, and midnight blue, each tended to with care, each whispering of the house’s name. Fountains carved into howling wolves stood guard in those gardens, their stone jaws open in eternal defiance, water spilling like silver tears.

He wondered. Some moments later, the large gate opened for them to go in. A long tiled road came into view. It was such a beautiful setting. At each side of the road, beautiful flowers and tress were planted. They were still in Saint Hok but Dante felt like he entered another world entirely. They passed through a vineyard and an orchard. The apples on the apple fruits looked too good to eat.

“I thought your room could use something beautiful.” He pushed the roses toward her. She didn’t move to take them. "I like lilies better," she declared bluntly. "Falsehoods." His smile got bigger. "Elara, you're no lily. In the sun, lilies wither. Roses bloom and bleed in it. He lean closer speaking slowly so she alone could hear. “You and I are roses. Power with thorns. And I intend to see you bloom beside me.” Her eyes narrowed. “And if I choose to bloom alone?”

There were mаtсhіng trailing tаѕѕеl ties оn the thrее-ԛuаrtеr sleeves, thе hem-unadorned. Rоѕе'ѕ hаіr wаѕ pinned uр in a ѕlееk cinnamon bun, a ѕtуlе both ѕіmрlе аnd еlеgаnt. And hеr mаkеuр.... well, іt accented hеr eyes for оnе, thе rеѕt, реrfесt fоr her complexion. Mу gоd, Rose wаѕ drор dеаd gorgeous.

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

He looked prim and proper, but it was his lips - his now curving lips once he saw the crowd, is a clear indicator that he is nothing short of being wicked. The thing that caught my attention the most were his eyelashes - they were extremely thick that even with my vision, I couldn't tell the color of his eyes. He was wearing a suit, much like Elli, the only difference is this was made with emerald velvet and had an embroidered seal of the royal palace, above where his heart is. I recall his name. It's Silas Lacroix. He finally reaches us and he starts raising his head towards the few consorts before me. He eyes each one of them, not once did his eyes linger longer than it should be. No one h

And as usual when I get up from bed I get the urge to vomit but thanks to Dadi I have now remedy for it. I brush my teeth, wash up and get ready in royal blue and pink colored lehenga and wear simple jewelry and the necklace which Rudra gifted me in Parvatha. I eat some amla from one of the box to control my nausea a bit as I go to ring the bell to call Hira. But before I can do that Rudra comes in the room and he has a single red rose in his hand. He looks at me with sweetest smile and comes towards me.