Mobil Rose Novels & Stories

"She deserved it! She was so terrified with the rabid dogs barking all around her, even sending a voice message where she was crying so pathetically!" Hearing that, my departed soul turned away, smiling miserably. He was the one who had said he loved me, promising to protect me for the rest of my life and vowing that no one would get to lay a finger on me. He had smiled at me so lovingly when he passed me the black rose seeds. "It is believed that black roses embody a deep and timeless love, just like the love I share with you." Yet, he had a change of heart and loved Lara instead, believing her one-sided claims that I had led a workplace ostracising campaign against her.

***** Roen's Palace: Queen Rosa stood up from the ground and went over to her flowers, picking a blue rose. She held it in the air and started whispering some strange words and the rose left her hands and started floating in the air, spinning around in the air. The rose petals started removing by itself and began forming circle. It started growing bigger and bigger until it was like the size of a portal.

REJECTED Rose's parents gave him deaf ears because the more he apologized, the angrier they got. It was hard for them to behold his presence as it made them imagine his guts for still apologizing after causing the demise of their daughter. Rose's father, Mr. Gabriel almost strangled him to death but was held back by his wife.

Fortune smiled "thank you Dad, I love you so much" "ok darling, I will hung up now". the call got disconnected and fortune looked at Zack who was staring at her. "what's wrong? do I have something on my face?" fortune asked. Zack smiled without shifting his gaze "when you are staring at a rose flower, you can't look elsewhere, you will stay put and continue to admire it until you have the urge to pluck it"fortune chuckled, "what makes you say that?". Zack smiled "nothing, I'm just expressing myself, you are as beautiful and delicate as a rose". fortune smiled shyly and dropped her head.

The audience held onto a big poster as they screamed the slogan, "Rose, Rose, you’re the best! Rose, Rose, we love you!" On the circuit, each luxury car had a title. The car known as Rose had sped forward the other six cars in the circuit briskly. In the middle of the trail, it even proudly propped itself on its side, supported by only one tire! Even so, Rose drove forward steadily! As it went through a narrow passage, the car realigned itself and drove on all four tires. With an acceleration, the car went through the finishing line. The audience jumped up with excitement. "Rose! Rose!"

Wayne said with a wide smile. Rose heard a car behind her and turned around. Austin parked a red Mercedes-Maybach with a huge black bow fixed on the bonnet. “Wait…” Wayne had gotten her a car?

Together we'll crush Rose, and her secrets will be her demise, I nod, smiling, confident, our plan will surely rise. ############

Natalie said, noticing Rose's gaze fixed on her. "Pulling her friend into a tight hug, Rose said, 'Come here!, I'm glad you are back" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . She clenched her phone tightly to her ear, her voice rising with each word. "You listen to me," she spat blood onto the floor, "I don't care how risky it looks. Make sure my car disappears from there. I don't want the police tracing it back to me. Understand?" she said hastily.

And the blush that was barely receding was back again. "I'm not a pretty little flower, Roses are as pretty as they are dangerous." He scoffed, standing up and even from where he was standing, I could see that he'll tower over me. He straightened out his suit jacket. Eyes boring into mine. "The only dangerous roses are those with thorns Rose, and you my dear, you have no thorns. You're a pretty little flower, a harmless little flower." He walked towards me till he was standing right Infront of me, towering over me as expected, I craned my neck just too look at him. "I'll be taking my leave now pretty flower, say hi to Mr. Potter for me."

With Rosealba still glued against the wall, Dryatan gave her head a light pat, brushing a finger against his lower lip. *********** Rosealba stood before her car—the Bugatti La Voiture Noire that exceeded effortless power. She glared at the car. “This is too big, Drystan.” Drystan looked around, feigning ignorance. “What is too big, my love?” Rosealba nudged at the car. Drystan glanced at it for a few seconds. “You mean… this is too big?” He nudged slightly at the sleek black beast, raising a brow.