Ladybug Roses Novels & Stories

Albert Crousse and La France fluttered in the silent wind , Chelsea loved these two especially La France with its exquisite charming look , that pink splattered with crimson was simply beautiful and their mild fragrance was enchanting . But that was not the complete truth , she indeed loved Peonies because they weren't intoxicating like roses but she loved them because these flowers were the ones Rogue had given her on the day of their engagement . Peonies signified happy marriage and when Rogue gifted her these flowers , she was over the moon . She believed Rogue gave her these peonies because just like her , he wanted a happy marriage with her but -

“Benjamin and Madam are planning to enjoy some private time. We’re just setting things up for them.” Lydia’s eyes widened. She had never met anyone as homebound as Amanda. These days she’d been trying to get closer to her, but hadn’t found a chance. After a pause, Lydia suggested, “Why don’t we buy some roses? That would make the atmosphere more romantic.” She loved roses. But Benjamin had never once bought her any. Robin smiled faintly and shook his head. “Madam’s allergic to flowers. Benjamin specifically said no flowers, especially lilies, in case she reacts.”

I know it seems odd to go to the movies in the morning, but he tells me he has a ton of other things planned, so it is just a warm up for the day. After the movies, he takes me to this really pretty indoor botanical garden. There is a huge atrium filled with countless varieties of roses. We walk along the path looking at each one until we get to a variety called Earl Grey. The blooms are light grey with just hints of purple flecks. They are absolutely gorgeous. “Look closer, Baby." He points to the little sign at the base of the bush. There is a little plaque in front of it that says: "This rose bush is dedicated to the Goddess Iokaste by Bronx Mason.”

"The garden is beautiful. That time of year is finally here. In the middle of the walkway are these rose bushes. When Salvetti's mother tried to revive the bushes, she almost tore the flesh from her hands." Lanaya's eyes widened as the rose bushes he was referring to came into sharp focus in her mind. She could observe the garden's vibrant foliage and a wide variety of flowers via the glass. The roses were a sight to behold in the deeper parts of the garden; some were pink, others red, but the boldest was a delicate blue and dark purple.

Bella breathed slightly, she hoped she did not sound suspicious. "Yes there are alot of flowers. Roses, hibiscus, Aster, Azalea, Black-Eyed Susan, Buttercup, California Poppy, Chrysanthemum, Crocus, Daffodil and lots more." Queen Selene said, concentrating on her knitting. "Wow that is a lot of flowers." Bella breathed out, staring at the vampire queen who winked down at her in a playful manner. "I studied botany so am a botanist, that is why I have a vast knowledge when it comes to flowers and plants."

I straightened my posture, adjusting the red roses in my hand, as I smiled at them. "Good morning ladies," I greeted, "Can I help you find something special today?" One of them came closer, her gaze lingering on the delicate orchids in front. "We're looking for something... unique," she purred, her voice laced with a playful undertone. "Ah, a challenge," I replied, my eyes sparkling. "Perhaps these stargazer lilies? Their fragrance is intoxicating, perfect for a night out."

My curious eyes then wander to the roses in the garden "What type of roses are these?" "Those are Victor Hugo Roses, one of the most beautiful breeds of roses" he answered and smiled at me, he pulled out one rose and gave it to me "This is a welcome gift to becoming our new landlady, you do own the land anyway so the soil that is used to grow these flowers are yours too" I grinned at the old man and happily accepted the pretty rose that was given to me "Thank you"

“While you were away. Lord Rustyn. He brought something from Lady Celia and the queen.” My jaw tightens. But my eyes are on the roses. Even in winter, the cursed things bloom. Blue roses that climb the black stone walls, their petals sharp against the frost. They wither and bloom in ghostly cycles, yet never touch the ground. Always vanishing midair, leaving behind only that sweet and rotten scent. It clings to your throat, making you feel the misery etched deep within it. “Rogues?” I ask, eyes narrowing on a cluster of petals curling into vapor.

Its petals shimmered with an otherworldly iridescence, shifting between shades of silver and pale blue as if capturing the very essence of moonlight. Lilly's heart raced as she realised what she was looking at. Moon Roses, the legendary flower of the Moon Goddess herself, were only meant to bloom once in a lifetime, but now a second one had appeared in front of her. At least while she wasn’t in a trance at first, and this one was like the first one, not like the three that everyone thought might be some kind of countdown.

Rosen said, rubbing the back of his neck with a sheepish grin. There were classic red roses and soft white ones, but nestled right in the center were clusters of rare, ink-black roses—the hardest variety to cultivate. “Isn’t that a black Rose? Thought they went extinct a long time ago?” Luken asked in surprise. “They don’t grow in normal soil, Luken,” Rosen whispered secretively, “I’m the only one who can cultivate them,” Rosen reached down, carefully clipping a pristine bundle of the deep black roses. He held them out towards Luken.