Miss Lady Rose Novels & Stories

The moment she saw me or rather her, she stopped, her eyes widened, her hand flying to her chest. “Rose… what is this?” Mom’s voice trembled. “What’s with all the makeup and that… dress? Where do you think you’re going at this time of the night?” Blaire stood, turning around slowly like a model on a runway. She wore a short, black, strapless gown that clung to her curves and left little to imagination. Even I would’ve blushed seeing myself like that. “Ta-da-da-dah!” Blaire sang, her tone playful but cruel. “This is not your lovely daughter Rose, woman. So please, move out of my way.”

“I have seen her in the magazines!” “Every piece of clothing she wears on a fashion show is always sold out in minutes!” Charters filled the air as elegantly dressed women walked in. Everyone was eager to see Ms. Rosa, the famous model, including Monroe City's most eligible bachelor, Craig Gibson and his woman, Emily De La Rosa. Mr. Lucas was sure to send the invitation across the most wealthy and powerful associates in the country, and the Gibson family wasn't left out. “It's getting late, I think we should leave.”

Miss Silverlane assured. " Please can we call step out, so that I will attend to the great Mister Evans?" She said to the parents and their wounded child. " It won't be long. You too leave, Rose." " There is no need for that." I stopped them. " I am here for the case." The principal was confused, she looked from me to Rose. " Yes, he is the friend I called." Rose gave her a smirk. " My mum is in a meeting and she can't make it."

When she stops laughing, her eyes water slightly. “You delusional secretary. You think Scott's grandmother was going to sit and let an unworthy, classless girl like you get married to Scott? There's no way that's happening. I'm going to be his new bride and you'll cease to exist here when I marry him,” Rose says, swaying her hair off her shoulders like a proud princess.

"I am allergic to rose oil! Dad knows about it! And Avril was the one who told the maids to smother my bed in rose oil! Dad was the one who found out about it…" Layla exclaimed, crying pitifully as she nursed her stinging cheek. "You're still trying to lie about it!" Eric roared, suddenly stepping forward and grabbing her by her collar. He tightened his hold on her, lifting her up. And since he was very tall, Layla was almost lifted off the ground.

However, the Young Estate was blazing with lights. Miles spotted her as soon as she arrived. He excused himself from his guests and walked over to her. Rose was dressed in a long black dress with spaghetti straps, which accentuated her figure. Her hair fell loose around her shoulders and her perfect features. Her appearance attracted a lot of attention. "It's Ms. Shaffer …" "Mr. Miles is going over to her." "Hey, why is Mr. Giibson approaching her too?" People were starting to stare at her. Zac reached Rose before Miles did.

She looked like a flower girl at some posh wedding, utterly cute. “How did you know it was me?” I asked, a smile plastered on my face. “Oh, my mother made your dress... although the black wasn’t part of it when I first saw it.” she giggled. “Your mother is Madame Rosla?” the awe apparent in my voice. Madame Rosla was said to be the most powerful succubus around. She was a professional seductress and had managed to claim her high rank in the succubae harem through her skills in the bedroom and out of it.

It’s him! “What have you brought here? Explain yourselves or die.” “Sir, we present you the Red Rose. The huntress you have wanted dead for many years. She came here today, in the guise of a prisoner, with the intention to kill you. We convinced her that we would work for her, knowing that it would allow us to bring her to you, unaware of the danger she would be in. She is at your mercy, to do with as you wish Sir. She also has another identity; this woman is the new Luna of the Blue Flame pack.”

They have only had sex and that was all, "I have no relationship with him" Amelia's shoulder slumped down, "I wish you did. I can leave him for anyone except Marina and that other stupid bitch Rose" Who was Rose? She wanted to ask but she told herself that Adrian's women were none of her business but why did she feel like she wanted to know? "Who is Rose? ". At the end she found herself asking "She is another bitch like Marina but on a higher level. She is Mr Osiander's girlfriend. She is proud and always has her nose in the air but she is not to be blamed as she is the heiress of a big entertainment company".

A looked crossed his eyes,but it went away as quickly as it came, and soon he was looking at me amused again. "Of course, I didn't anticipate finding raunchy books in a sweet girl's bag, you're definitely right. Noted, I'm never doing that again." I scowled and he smirked. "So Rosie?" He asked, I couldn't help it, I rolled my eyes at that, rubbing at my temples. "No, my name's Rosette, not Rosie. That's childish." "Okay, so Rose. Well that's a pretty name for a very pretty girl, as cliché as it sounds, it's the truth, you're a pretty little flower." And the blush that was barely receding was back again.