Ohshc Roses Novels & Stories

After discussing the situation further, Rose begins to get ready for the party, borrowing a dress from Saisha. With a mix of anticipation and apprehension, Rose transforms her appearance, hoping to find answers and perhaps unravel the mysteries that have entangled her life. Dressed in Saisha's borrowed attire, she prepares to venture into the unknown, unsure of what lies ahead but determined to confront the enigmatic figure who has both tormented and intrigued her. As Rose and Saisha arrive at the outdoor poolside party, the lively atmosphere engulfs them. The air is filled with the pulsating beats of music, laughter, and the excited chatter of students. Colorful lights dance around, casting

Like the house itself didn’t want me here. That’s when I saw it. A single white rose. Placed at the center of the hallway rug. No vase. No note. Just lying there, too perfect. Too intentional. I bent down to touch it, then stopped. Something about the way it was arranged, petals facing me like a pair of open eyes, made my skin crawl. And the scent… Not floral. Not soft. Smoke. I turned around and realized the faintest wisp of it was curling out from under a door halfway down the hall.

A man in the uniform of the florist comes here with a big red heart made of roses. The big red heart Is so huge, almost 2 meters high, and the spacious office is crowded immediately. "Wow, the vulgar plot of the idol plays is staged live! How much does such a huge bundle of roses cost?" Sunny stands beside Nina and marvels. Her white face is full of admire. Nina is speechless. "Miss, there are 9999 roses in total. Please sign to acknowledge the receipt." The florist worker takes out the list for her to sign.

The irony hit hard. As we drove further in, we stopped in front of the second villa. I stepped out and gaped—it was the most beautiful one of all. Painted soft white and pastel pink, with tall glass windows gleaming under the afternoon sun. Inside, the living room took my breath away. Gold and blush accents framed the walls, and the air smelled faintly of vanilla—my favorite scent. What a coincidence, I thought. A woman, probably In her early fifties, appeared from what looked like the kitchen. She smiled gently and spoke quietly with the assistant. I barely listened, too overwhelmed to focus on their conversation.

Ella replied. We exchanged contacts and added each other up on our social media accounts then hugged as we parted. I willed myself to forget about the guy with the pink streak and the vanity crew as a whole. I was here on a scholarship and I couldn't risk being distracted.

Nick said solemnly as he concern about Rose's health. After some time Aaron leaves Nick's office. When Aaron come out of Nick's office he was staring at Rose. Rose didn't glance at him once. He passed beside her. Rose can smell his Cologne. Rose inhales like a pro perfumer, top note mint, bitter coffee the same fragrance. Then Aaron left the office. Rose sighed in relief. ***Evening*** Rose piled up her work. She comes out of the office. But her legs froze halfway when A black Mercedes Maybach s class waiting outside. Rose sees a similar face.

I smiled. Rose had mud covering her clothes, with splashes of water on her top as well. "You should change your clothes, otherwise you will catch a cold." She nodded with a sheepish smile, "I went to collect water from the river but slipped over the rock and fell." I paused but continued stirring again...the river. "Can you add the final petals and stir this? I have some work to do." Rose looked at me in shock and to my surprise, she shook her head in a no immediately, "I can't do that, you shall always complete your work other..."

Each place setting is meticulously arranged, with fine porcelain plates and glistening silverware, shimmering under the soft glow of the candlelight. As the candle flames flicker, casting a warm and intimate glow, a centerpiece of vibrant red roses takes center stage. The roses are carefully arranged, their petals unfurling gracefully, radiating a passionate allure. They are nestled in a crystal vase, their fragrance filling the air and weaving a tapestry of romance that envelops the room.

* I came out of my memory with a tear rolling down my cheek, I quickly wiped it away. I was sitting in my desk chair because of course I'm at the club. I looked at my phone one more time, looking at my little roses profile. I made a promise to her right then and now, I will protect you this I can promise. Knowing how close she is to my club which has cameras all over it, I watched them very closely to make sure she was not harmed by the man that killed my dad.