Ladybug Roses Novels & Stories

The smell of smoke never left her. Even after five years, Inés still woke up coughing some nights, the phantom scent of ash curling through her dreams like a ghost refusing to rest. “Name?” the guard at the Delgado estate gate asked, his voice flat but suspicious. Inés gripped the strap of her cheap bag tighter. “Inés Montoya. I’m here for the maid position.” The man’s eyes raked over her; young, pretty, average enough not to draw attention, which was the point. He muttered something into his walkie-talkie, then motioned for her to go inside.

[Rose] I walk out the back door searching for a uber even though Carried lectured me about denying Kaden and being rude to him. She was right, It was rude of me to deny him. I just didn't see him helping me, and I thought it was a hassle for him. Afterall. All the other girls never get a ride from him or Coby all the time. They go home on their own. I have to learn to do so too. I stood there was a minute before my eyes noticed someone at my preferable vision. He was right there, near his car. About to get and I look at him.

Next to it are two smaller bushes that look like they’re just rooted enough to bloom. One has blooms with deep red petals that verge on a plum. They’re larger than the Earl Gray roses, but it’s difficult to look away from how unusual they are. The other is a white with a hint of blush coloring in the center. Those roses are smaller, with ruffled edges. I look at the plaque on the ground in front of them. ‘Their parents, Bronx and Iokaste Mason dedicate these rose bushes to Maya and Andreas.’ “Oh, Bronx! You had rose bushes dedicated to the kids?” I feel tears prick the corners of my eyes.

I will discuss this with him soon. We reach palace and have lunch. Rudra has to write some letter and do some work so he left after lunch. I relax in the curved laid back type of chair which I have come to love in these past months. Because of the cool breeze of sea, when I feel asleep I even didn't know. I feel a soft touch at my cheek and then at eyes and then lips. I open my eyes to see Rudra hovering over me. I see that soft thing is the lily flower he gave me in the morning.

"And the daisies too." "What about the roses?" Elena asked, drifting toward them. "They're breathtaking." She reached carefully past a thorn and plucked a single white rose, drawing it close and inhaling its sweet scent. Sara joined her, doing the same. "Lu planted these. I dragged him into helping me one day when he had nothing better to do." Elena's mood soured instantly. She dropped the rose as though it had burned her fingers and moved away without a word, turning her attention to a cluster of orange marigolds still in bloom.

It was better than telling her I was the woman her evil daughter wanted dead. “Just a woman running from wolves. And this is my daughter, Roses.” The Queen’s eyes lingered on Roses, then flicked back to me. Her pupils narrowed, her chest rose with a breath too deep for calm. She reached out as if to touch Roses, then pulled back her hand at the last moment. “The goddess,” she whispered, barely audible. “She returns what was stolen.” Her words sent a shiver down my spine. My knees nearly buckled. “What are you talking about?” I demanded, clutching Roses tighter.

There was acres and acres of land spread out in front and back of the mansion and it made Rain wonder if she even had a chance to escape. She didn’t really give him a reply. They passed by a few menacing looking men who gave her weird stares or just straight out showed their lust. Does Alexander deprive them of women or what? It was a long walk but they finally made it to their destination. It was the most beautiful garden she had ever seen, one would think it was a maze but she could see where those plants led to. Bright red roses and perfectly trimmed grass paved a pathway to a small cabin. She had never seen roses grow I’m such a condition before but then again she didn’t know much about

An email caught Rose’s eye because she didn’t recognize the email address and the subject line caught her eye. ‘Subject: Open to know the truth of who Rose Angles really is.’ “Okay, this is weird. I’m not sure if I should mess with this or if it’s a scam.” “What are you talking about?” “Listen to this subject line. Open to know the truth of who Rose Angles really is. Doesn’t it sound like a phishing message?” “Well, it does, and it doesn’t. You must admit, after everything, it might explain a few things. It’s an old laptop. Just open the email and let’s see what there is in it.” Julie abandoned her dough and moved to watch the screen as Rose opened the email.

A few wide-open creamy roses were added to each arched hedge as decoration. The Dusk Roses on the right, though, caught my attention the most. It was crammed with fully bloomed-red roses. Some were late crimson like the first glass of wine you drank in the morning, some were velvety scarlet like a medieval old-fashioned dress you wore, some were seductive red like the apple in the garden of Eden, and some were newly red like rouge on a girl who is waiting for her date. Augustine took my hand and stopped in front of the Dusk Roses, he ran his hand through my hair, and his blue eyes that shone under the moonlight stared at me, I almost assumed that he would say a vow in those roses' witness.

Lobelia flowers were used to stop the witch from concentrating so that she wouldn't be able to cast any spell. "Wow, blue flowers." Roselet chirped. "What is the name of this flower, Calvin? I haven't seen this type of flower before." "That's because it is not easily found here. This is Lobelia. It is used as a prevention from witches' spells." "Ooo!!" "Hey!!" Calvin said, looking at his mate and putting Roselet down on her own feet, who ran toward Calvin's mate while Calvin followed her. "Hii, how are you feeling?" Roselet asked, reaching beside his mate.