My Pretty Rose Novels & Stories

I don’t want to sit alone in the VIP area, so I linger by the bar, trying to calm myself. A snicker from behind me makes my stomach drop. “I thought lying in that puddle taught you that you’re worthless and nothing to them,” a familiar voice sneers. I turn to face Rose, her eyes filled with malice. “Honey, stop this. You’re looking desperate, hanging around their clubs, begging for another chance.” I glance at her, taking in her appearance. She’s dressed to kill, in a short dress that shows off her legs and thighs, with a neckline that perfectly showcases her breasts while keeping the important parts covered. As much as I hate to admit it, she looks amazing.

The delicate beauty of his mate was nothing like Arizona. Shadowed in the dark of night, Prairie Rose faced the window as she had for most of the drive. No matter how many hours passed, she stayed fixed in one place like a statue. She was beautiful in the traditional sense. High cheekbones, star lights twinkling in the depths of velvet brown eyes, a delicate nose, and full lips. Her hair, somewhere between blonde and white could probably have been called champagne. Expensive champagne. Prairie Rose was as regal as any princess, especially dressed in a velvet dress, the fabric so thin that it looked decades old and in danger of tearing the second she made a single movement.

"What are you to The Black Rose? To my brother?" He seemed caught off guard by my answer, yet at the same time, he looked pleased, his charismatic eyes holding a more curious glint as he leaned in closer, his scent drifting into my nostrils. Tobacco, lavender. The strangest yet, weirdly, enthralling combination. "You're nothing like he said you were," he laughed. "Elijah said you were soft, quiet." My breath caught in my throat. "He told you about me?"

Just as she stood beside me, she whispered, “Alpha Caramel, of course.” I turned to her in disbelief. “If you wanted him, why didn’t you go for him before I came?” “Alpha Caramel is a little,” she paused, “difficult.” Why would he not be difficult when she is hovering and claiming him when he is not looking in her direction? I could not imagine this girl. She was older than me by the look of it, but I could still tell how delusional she was even at her age. Rose was beautiful. She had a good height, perfect body shape, beautiful long silky hair, and light brown phoenix eyes complemented by her thick, long lashes and well-carved eyebrows. Every man would want to have someone like her as their

Noel said. The guest clapped as he handed over the microphone to Rose. Rose stood she was in a beautiful red dress she looked like a princess her hairstyle was exceptional she smiled and the guest smiled back with the high expectation she looked around the hall the guest clapped merrily as they wait for Rose's speech looked at her from behind the hall she was very beautiful.

Its petals, once vibrant and full of life, were now delicate and brittle, its color faded over time. As I held the dried rose, an unexpected image flashed before my eyes. It was Stassie, her radiant smile lighting up her face. It was a smile that could outshine the sun, a smile that had the power to make anyone's day brighter. The rose, in its silent beauty, reminded me of her.

Rose placed her Palm on Mr. Blair's hand as he led her out of the cat. The Red silk gown was free and flowing, and it brought out every part of her Elegance. Her skin was illuminated under the bright light of the hall and her perfect collarbone added to the beauty. They both walked in Mr. Blair put on s professional smile, smiling back at those who smiled at him, while Rose just looked indifferent as if nothing matters to her. And indeed nothing mattered to her at all.

Jisoo asked "Gwaenchanh_ayo(I'm fine) Neo?(you?)" Jisoo nodded "It's great seeing you again after a long time" Rose smiled staring at her,she's really pretty and neat unlike her. She also attend Spice High,,it's obvious she's rich. Her skin look so flawless too,,, "Are you in a hurry?" Jisoo asked and Rose immediately nodded "I know you're not,,come with me for once. I thought we are friends" Jisoo pouted sadly

I know that seems like a lot, but with about four thousand in the pack, that is small. Rose dresses in slim cut dark heather grey slacks with comfy flats and a silk baby blue boat necked blouse tucked into the front of her pants. She keeps her mark on full display by pulling her soft straight hair into a high stylish ponytail, adds a simple winged eyeliner with mascara on her eyes and nudish pink lip gloss to her plump lips.

I look like myself in a way that the white dress alone would not have managed, and I understand, standing here, that this is what he wanted me to see. He wanted me to see myself as he sees me. When I step back out into the room, Aurora makes a sound that is not quite a word, and Sophia blinks too fast and looks away for a second before looking back. "You look like the fire lady," Rose says. I look down at her. "Is that good?" She nods with complete certainty as she finally hands me the rose that she has been holding all this time. "Fire ladies are the strongest ones, just like roses."