Novel & Cerita Name Of The Rose Novel

Rose looked around before taking a step forward to whisper her response, "She didn't take the news well. She was not ready to face everyone after what her mother had done. She left a note in which she apologised to everyone and said she didn't want to be found." I let out a sigh. This is not what I was expecting. Ruth was innocent, she was doing what she believed was right. She was following her mother. She had no idea about the dark magic. "Do you think she is safe?" Rose pressed her lips in a thin line, "She knows her spells. Anyone who decides to mess with her would be an idiot."

*** "Sebastian? Sebastian! Sebastian where are you?" Gosh, where could he be? Zeke took the stairs to the back and proceeded to the green house. "Sebastian!" He called as he entered. He heard some rustling ahead by the rose plantation so he approached. He sighed he relief when he saw Sebastian sitting on a bench by the rose flowers. "Here you are." Sebastian didn't raise his head to him. Zeke joined him on the bench. Non of them said anything for the first two minutes until Zeke broke the awkward silence.

Getting back on my feet, I made my way towards the bath where a few other maids were waiting for me already as the intoxicating smell of roses became a part of the atmosphere. I got out of the bath smelling myself as the sharp scent of roses had deeply penetrated my skin. Water dripped down my fair skin as I stood up and walked away from the bath. When I was done with everything, I saw a maid bringing an extravagant light pink gown which had white butterflies and flowers decorated all over the bodice as the skirt was quite puffy and pretty. I noticed that Mrs.Hanzah tied the corset a bit tighter than usual. My hair was styled into a formal braided bun as I looked marvelous. Walking towards t

“Rose-“ But before I could even finish my word, I felt a hand wrap around my waist and then I was being lifted up and off of the floor and the world went black. **** “You can open your eyes now.” The first thing I noticed as Damien lowered me to the ground was the intense smell of black roses. Since they were different from normal roses, they had a distinct smell which was richer and stronger than any other rose in the world. It was also the only rose that stayed in bloom for an entirety of two months. As I had expected, when I opened my eyes, I was no longer standing in the Shelter, in the middle of the ocean, but in the inner gardens of Damien’s castle, the place where we first met.

I lifted one end of the bed and slide out the red journal. I switched off the lights, draw the curtains and laid on the bed. I opened the book’s middle and start reading. The yellow lamps on each table shelf being my light source. ‘”Please, I don’t want to do this. My mom has warned me against guys like you.” She pants as she wriggles her hands, trying to loosen the rope. “Really? What are the things she warned you against us about?” Jayden flips her folds with his right thumb, his other hand caressing her plum breast.

Roses. I had only been around for twenty-four hours. Was this scent there before, and I didn't realise it? What is happening? I remembered the locked folder on Gordon's phone. My Rose. The folder’s name felt heavier now, sinister in its tenderness. Who was "Rose"? What had he hidden under that name? The stale blood smell from the office crossed my mind. What happened in this house? A chill ran through me. I didn’t have the answers yet, but I knew one thing: whatever this family buried, they buried deep.

Rose felt her heart thump. The name on the paper was… Hannah Maury. A name that she wasn’t familiar with but know. After all… that family name belonged to her own family. Rose turn her fingers into a fist and stared at the maid with her eyes fierce, “Who is Hannah Maury?”

She replied in monotone and walked past them. Rose sat on her bike and left leaving them behind. Damian saw her disappearing behind the big metal gate and sighed in defeat. "Why do you call her rose, her name is Arabella..." Isabella said. "Because she is rose..." Damian said looking at all the roses in the garden he has been cherishing till now with all his care and love. Rose drove towards the hills, she parked her bike and walked in towards the edge, she could see the whole city from their.

Her eyes scanned the upper row until they landed on the book, Oath of Blood. She recognized its heavy golden spine instantly. With a nervous breath, Rosa pulled it out, clutching it tightly before she stepped down. Without wasting another second, she made her way to the table and sat. Her fingers trembled slightly when she opened the book. Page after page, Rosa flipped, desperately searching for that letter. The letter wasn’t in the beginning. It wasn’t in the middle either. Rosalie flipped faster. She knew she shouldn’t be doing this without asking him but still she couldn’t help herself.

Leaning down, he offered his hand to bring her up. Rose looked at the offered hand longingly, debating if she should follow the rules or just have fun… as the boy started to wiggle his fingers she grasped his hand and jumped up onto the side of the fence panel. The ladies were all so engrossed in ogling the soldiers and their muscles that no one noticed her for once and she could at last have some real fun! Giving the boy her attention, Rose introduced herself; “thank you for helping me get a better view young sir, I do love watching! My name is Rose Duncaster, heiress to this manor.”