Love Story Rose Novels & Stories

I stopped myself from going too far and quickly stuttered, “Can we just… get the certificates already?” He flashed me a casual smile, and I turned crimson all over again. I looked away before he could notice, my heart hammering in my chest. I began to wonder if I was the only one who still remembered that night. He didn’t mention It. His eyes were unreadable—calm, cold, and utterly impossible to read. I stepped forward, signed my name on the small red certificate, and swore my vows. Just like that, I became a married woman. Mrs. Rodriguez.

As soon as Daniel filled her parting with sindoor… Rose’s eyes fluttered shut on their own. For a moment— everything went silent. Then slowly… she opened her eyes again. Her emerald green eyes met Daniel’s deep black ones. They stared at each other… as if the world around them had disappeared. After a few seconds, Rose finally spoke softly— “I don’t know… if what you feel for me is truly love or not.” “Maybe… someday… I might fall for you too.” ❤️

I opened the door just a few inches and saw a small cardboard box sitting on the carpet with no name and no return address, so I pulled it inside and opened the lid while the others crowded around me to see what was inside. Resting on a bed of white tissue paper was a single rose made of delicate glass and the stem was broken in half so it looked dead and jagged, and I knew immediately that it was a message from Elena Romano because that rose was the symbol of the investment firm we had burned down in Berlin.

He held it up to the light, the delicate pen pressed between his fingers - light yet exquisite. "I like it", he turned, staring at the bouquet of blue roses, his gaze complicated. Dylan scratched his head, an awkward laugh escaping his lips. "That... the flower shop i contacted had ran out of chamomiles and only had those". Matthew inhaled, nodding slowly with a low hum. "Thanks" "It was nothing actually, just something that i had to do...out of courtesy", Dylan smiled, waving his hands lightly. They stared at each other silently for a while, neither having a word to say. After a moment, Dylan cleared his throat, his hands running through his thick, strands of hair.

A red rose is not selfish because it wants to be a red rose. ✾ “Your arm?” I blink reluctantly at the woman in front of me. Biting my bottom lip, I slowly raise my hand and show her my wrist. She grabs onto it, pulling it towards her. She smiles at me, or I think she does, the only part of her that I could see either way was her lips, the bottom part of her nose, and everything below her ankles. Then she pulls a small sharp pen from her pocket, stabs it on my wrist, making me flinch. The pen starts turning red, and just like that she had taken some of my blood.

Zeenat looked at him wide eyes and mouth agape but she did not dare to say something because she knew Zarun was serious about that kissing thing. " I love you princess only you. And no my love is pure and it is no where near of lust. What ever I and Rashmi were doing it was part of our plan. Plan to make you confess your feelings. Azisha Api saw love in your eyes for me so she decided to use Rashmi as a bait to make you jealous and confess that you love me and that is what happens. You confessed the love you have for me. I got to hear the words I was dying to hear from you for so long. You know princess I am the happiest man alive in this world now. If I even died I would have no regret or r

The man raised his brows and waited for her to complete “The books of love say that nine hundred and ninety-nine roses are the highest symbol of love, they mean that the lovers promise to be together for a lifetime! But I don’t know how true it is or how many people think this way,” Siddharth laughed out loud, “You really spend your little brain on reading such books and believing in all this blindly? This is just an excellent marketing strategy to increase the sales of roses,” “Siddharth, you’re so unreasonable, how can you kill romance!”

Rose petals fell from the roof and the whole castle became a sea of roses. Love is in the air, love is everywhere.

If I said I didn't want to hear it now, Alpha King would think I was still sulking. Anyway, I was quite curious about Rose's love story, after listening to it, I wouldn't be curious anymore. Coincidentally, Jack and Rose had the same name as the male and female lead in the movie Titanic. I didn't know if their love story was as tragic as the love story in the movie or not but it certainly wouldn't be happy because the outcome of that love was already in front of my eyes.

Even though Mason did all of this, his parents still loved me like their own. Wyatt came up to the bed, and motioned me to scoot over. I did as he asked, and again laid my head on his chest after he sat down. He started rubbing small circles on my back. I couldn't help but smile. "Love, I want to talk about something." Wyatt said in a low voice. My heart started racing, was he going to reject me? Was I really not good enough for any of my mates? I guess Wyatt noticed the increase in my heart rate, stupid heart monitor. He gently picked me up and made me face him. Looking at him and the thought of him rejecting me made me start to tear up. "Why are you crying?" He asked. I just shook my head