Novel & Cerita Love, Rosie

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

“I thought we were going to break up or something. You scared me.” “You really don’t hate me?” Rojean asked with a pout. “I managed to screw up big time.” “Why would I hate you?” Lucas asked, holding her hand again. “I would never hate you. Except for when you did something that would make me hate you, for now I don’t.” She frowned at that before hugging his arm again. “I love you, Lucas. I really do. You’re always so understanding and I can’t thank you enough.”

"Alright." He froze. "What did you just say?" "I said alright." I looked at him steadily. "Cedric, thank you for showing me that there's still sincerity in this world. I'm willing to try—to be with you." Cedric was too moved to speak. He simply pulled me into his arms and held me tightly. And from the street below, Silas saw everything. He saw Chloe's radiant smile, saw the way she melted into Cedric's embrace. Then he turned and walked away, his steps unsteady, his figure hollow—like a man long dead inside.

Like I had the power of life and death. The third one, however, I did not allow to burn entirely but only the edge of the petals. Half red and half black. Roses on fire. Suddenly, I let out a hysterical laugh until my cousin walked into the office, perhaps brought on by the smell or even my outbursts. “What the hell are you doing, Rick?” “Killing them!” I replied, keeping my fanatical grin on my face. “Killing roses…” he repeated as he approached. “You okay, bro?”

“And she still loves you. She just can’t accept me. You’re her little girl. Little being the key word here.” Rosie pulled away from me and wiped the tears from her eyes. She took a deep breath and her gaze changed from sorrow to strength, right before me. “We’ll see how much she loves me then, won’t we? Because I’m not letting you go. If Mum really loves me, she’s going to have to love you, too.” With that, she headed on into our living room and dropped her pretty butt down on our treasured chesterfield. She patted the seat beside her.

he said, drawing out the syllables. "Okay!" I laughed. "Thank you. She'll be excited." And I was also excited, but I wasn't going to tell him that. "Hey, Sera," Rosie called out as she wove around various patrons to get back to the table. "I'm sorry I've been so distracted. I was just wondering…" She trailed off, looking back at Levi waiting by the bar. Rosie never struck me as someone who was interested in anyone. More the type of woman to step on a man to get what she wanted. But right now, she looked absolutely lovesick. "You want to go back to his place?" I asked, finishing her sentence for her.

Rose went near to him to find out why he was crying by sitting there. When she came near to him she asked him: " Hey, why are you crying?" The hair of Rose was still on her face and covered her face. He gave no reply to Rose and continued eating his rice and burger. The smell of the Chinese rice and chicken burger was so amazing and yummy that Rose did not control herself as she had been hungry from many days, she wanted to eat food with him. But she controlled herself and asked him again the cause of weeping and this time Rose touched his shoulder with her hand so that he would notice and said:

As I put one of my feet inside of the warm and welcoming water filled with the petals of the beloved and most beautiful rose. I sometimes wonder why it has so much love being given to it. It is so imperfect, yet that is its perfection just like all of us--We are perfect and one because of the imperfections of us. I also wonder why a rose just steals my heart every time I look at it--it's just so magnificent. Is it because of the color that it possesses or because of the way it possesses the frail heart of mine? So melted in my thoughts that I was, I didn't realize that I had to get out of the bath to get ready.

"Really? But Mommy, you said before that I was the product of your and Daddy's love, so does that mean you don't love each other anymore?" Noelle's smile slowly disappeared, and she stopped wringing the towel she was holding. "Mommy?" Rosie's voice brought Noelle back to reality. She looked at Rosie and smiled. "Yes?" "Then, will you love Mr. Pritchett?" "Rosie, love isn't as simple as you think," Noelle said. "Besides, having you is enough for me. I don't need anyone else." "But Mommy, I want you to be with Mr. Pritchett," Rosie said earnestly.

"Rosette, you are who you are and who you want to be. Don't let anyone aside from you tell you who you are and make you doubt yourself. Be strong in your perception about yourself, Rosette. Always." I swallowed, tears clogging my throat. Was it possible to love him anymore than I already did? "I love you, Felix." "I love you too, Rosie. Now is that idiot by any chance a curly haired blond?" My mouth dropped open, how on earth did he know? "How...?" "Seems like he's the one. It's Jason Clove, he was an absolute jerk when he was still here, was your senior,and he liked you. Had a crush on you and...