Novel & Cerita Love Burned She Rose Unscathed

Each step was a gentle tug on the thread of her past, pulling her closer to the truth she sought. One sunny afternoon, as Katie strolled through a fragrant rose garden, her gaze fell upon a solitary white rose, standing tall and proud among a sea of vibrant colors. Its pristine petals symbolized the purity of her love for Rose, a love that had never wavered, despite the confusion and pain that had come to define their relationship.

Rose entered her own apartment and stood in the middle of her living room. Her brain couldn’t compute what had just happened. She stared at the dirty dishes currently sitting in the sink, the mug on the coffee table where she’d left it this morning. It had seemed ages ago, drinking from the mug. Callie whined and sat next to Rose. She whined again, but Rose didn’t respond. It was over. After everything that had happened to her, she’d fallen in love with a man who didn’t want to fight for that love. He wanted to let himself fall deeper into his own doom, and she could do nothing about it.

A breath caught in my throat as I looked upon it. There, on my left chest, above my heart was a small rose dripping with blood with vines wrapped around it. I lifted my head up to seek my brother and he too was looking at his chest bearing the same mark as I have. Florence darted her head between my brother and I, a look of satisfaction crossed her face. "As proof of the curse, I gave you a mark which you have already seen. In order for the curse to break, you need to find true love. When that person says I love you, then the curse will be broken."

I saw the lake and it’s blue colors as the sun beams hit the surface. I couldn't go through once more what I already had. Love is not for the strong, it is not for those who know better. Love is for those who have nothing else. Love is not a necessity but rather a burden. The more you love, the more you have to loose. One broken heart was enough to turn mine to stone. I wouldn't ever give someone a chance to break it again. Whatever was happening within me in Rose’s precence needed to be supressed. It needed to be killed. She was here to do business and then leave, no strings, no feeling and no emotions.

🍹🍹Flashback when Nicklaus Hugged Morgana🍹🍹 "I know you want to tear them apart right now but not now, they still have the power to kill anyone in that cage and are immortal... I think I have a plan to deceive them but another plan B on this Min Ho, I can hear her heartbeat, she's afraid, she doesn't like what she's doing...could we uninstall the love files we downloaded for some minutes ". Nicklaus whispered quickly into her ear. " After you, my love ". Morgana whispered back and they took few steps away from each other as their smiles turned to frown.

They were known to be merciless to those who betrayed them and have the kindest heart to those who were in need. Apart from that, news that hit the society was the young lady of House Claramay, Aurora Claramay. Her ladylike attitude had knocked down many noblewomen while her cold personality was like a magnet to increase the number of her beau. Rumors around her said that she's an enchantress that takes no notice of countless men who came before her. She even killed those who pestered her way too much. On the other hand, she helped numerous orphans by providing them shelter, food, clothes, and even entertainment. However, she was called ' The Villainess Rose' due to her irresistible allureme

The sound of her door slamming echoed in the hall. Her chest rose and fell rapidly. Aunty Eloise had been right — her uncle did have a soft spot for Kara. And now, he was in love with her. Tears blurred her eyes as anger took over. She threw the chocolate across the room, her lips trembling as quiet sobs escaped her. Her mind buzzed with his words. “I love her.” Over and over, they echoed. After a long moment, she went back to the bed, pulled out the hidden phone and stared at it. Alejandro had told her not to use it but she didn’t care anymore.

I went to find the first-aid kit to treat the wound myself. The woman in the mirror was pale, the blood on her forehead having clotted into a dark red line. Outside, the nannies' undisguised mockery cut through the door. "A fallen princess from a ruined family, still putting on airs. She's worse than a maid!" I curled up on my narrow single bed, the cut on my forehead still throbbing dully. Yes, the last princess of the Rossi family. The same woman Bruno had sworn to love for the rest of his life ten years ago, his eyes red with emotion.

Back then, she didn't get it. He'd never seen a future with her—wasn't about to chase some stupid tree for love. So she went anyway. Packed her bag, told no one. And it rained. Hard. She got stranded on the mountain. She never found the tree—but she did find Nolan. Soaked. Furious. Eyes wild. Before she could say a word, he started shouting. She just stood there, stunned, heart crumbling. Then—he pulled her in. Tight. Like he'd almost lost her for good.

“I know how you feel about me but I love you, I will make you fall in love with me or I will keep hurting myself” “Melisa, come on..” Before I could say anything else, she violently ripped the bandaid off her wrist. Streams of blood streaming down bee skin. My eyes grew wide, my hand shooting out to grab hers. “Doctor?” I yelled. She reached for her hair, pulling out a hairpin, sharp as a needle. “Tell me you love me, or else I'll dig this into my wound; if I die, then it's all on you,” she swore, the look on her face determined.