Night Agent Rose Novels & Stories

Feeling the bed move, she blinked slowly as she was gently nudged. "Mom?" Ray said in a loud whisper. "Mom?" he followed up within seconds, nudging her again. Slowly turning her head to look at him, she blinked a few times, the room quickly lighting up as it wouldn't be too long until sunrise. "Go back to bed Ray, it's not morning yet" Rose said. She was named after Raay, as a way of thanking the Alpha who had risked his position and life to save Rose from the pack; but he had seemingly taken the name to heart and already had become somewhat of a night owl, always wanting to get up at the most unangelic hours. Turning her head away, Rose closed her eyes again before being nudged a third time

Rose answered and reached out to grab the table to steady herself as her body swayed as if her energy was drained. “She is.. She’s the one?” Andre asked in disbelief and joy. Rose nodded in confirmation with her eyes closed and her body trembling. “She’s the one! She’s the one!” Andre exclaimed and kissed Rose out of his excitement. I shook my head, not wanting to believe it. No, it can't be.. I can't be the one to kill Kyson.. I can't.. I love him and Night.. Suddenly I heard a loud bang, and Mom - the Luna of Black Heart Pack, Luna Angie, came into the room.

When I started blabbering to myself, Rose shook my shoulder a little to drag me back to my reality, "Zayne! Get a grip!" Rose was in my face now, her eyes fierce despite her trembling hands and distress. She knew she would also get in trouble if she… vanished. "Use her name. She is your woman now, Zayne Nightwood." Rose hissed. Pushing me out of the camera room to get to work with a single threat, enough to get me pumped and go through. “Go and find her at all costs. Because if you won’t in the next two hours. Everyone else will.”

She didn't feel the need to mingle with both mother and daughter because she'd get pissed off and frustrated just by seeing their faces. Paige had specially brought Rose dinner upstairs for her and after having eaten Rose freshened up and wore her black pajamas and lay down on the bed feeling a bit exhausted mentally and physically. *********** The next morning, Rose woke up with dark circles under her eyes which was due to lack of sleep. She had hoped to get some peaceful sleep yesterday as she laid down on her soft bed, however she was graced with a haunting nightmare about her past on the day she died. She had woken up in the middle of the night and was u able to get any sleep at all sinc

But then picking up that call only brought back the sleepless nights and the agony of the heart. Just then she heard a knock on her door before Azazel's voice came out from outside her room door. Rose flipped her covers and got her feet down into her slippers before getting her robe. She opened the door to see Azazel already in his cobalt blue night robe with his hair all messed up. “Azazel?” Rose asked. “I couldn't sleep.” That was his simple reply. Rose had to agree on that as well. Maybe he was also thinking of his brother. She wondered if he also felt guilty like she did in some way.

Four a.m in dawn where Rose suddenly awakes feeling nervous due to her dream about Angel that died in a car accident with Mike and Augustine then she goes to the kitchen to take some water and food. While she was eating Rose notice a shadow from the balcony she sees it through the mirror then she slowly spied it by sliding the curtain gently there Rose to see Mike doing painting at dawn which leaves her a curiosity then she went through to Mike and ask "Son? Mike? did you sleep? what's that painting for? you worked it to pressure."

He wanted to have a deep relationship with her. Although he enjoys Mary's company, but Riana got his heart. Since she almost looked like Rose, whenever he saw her, his heart always beat fast then stops and continues it normal pace. Looking at her eyes only was enough for him as her red lips and dimples reminded him of Rose.The more he saw her, the more he wanted to avenge Rose's death. So it was Riana's turn at first. They booked a hotel and the drama started. While they were in the hotel, Mary stayed at home to assist the old couple with house chores.

, he had no more debts to repay. If there were ever a life beyond this one, he hoped, that he would never cross paths with these people. He stayed like that for a while, his vitality slowly getting drained away and soon, he'd be left lifeless. [Host has successfully activated the: WITHERED ROSE, system.] [Host's vitality is decreasing at an alarming rate. Initiating immediate resuscitation!!] What was that?. Who's there?! Alan paused, listening to the automated feminine voice as it spoke through his consciousness. He was certain that he was at the depths of the sea at this point,it was currently impossible for someone else to be around him. He relaxed - Probably he was just hearing things.

Pillows and frames are scattered all around the floor, making me cautiously watch my step incase I step on one. My heart skips a beat at the sight I see; Rose sitting onto the ground as she cries out while her right hand is currently holding onto a knife—signalling her left wrist, leaving me frozen at my spot. I can't help but continue to look at her from behind, remembering that I've once see her this way before and it wasn't pleasant but the last time I saw her, she already did. ''Rose.'' I call out softly, afraid if I might startle her.

There was nothing she did, apart from sitting there in the time she couldn't determine when she could accept this cruel fate. Cheryl Anastasia. A cheerful girl with many wounds in her heart. However, she acted silly to entertain others. "How long haven't I seen you?" asked Rose, holding the headstone. Yes, her eyes were still swollen, and she cried day and night. Sometimes, Rose wakes up in the middle of the night crying like crazy, making all her family worry that she has a mental breakdown.