Romans & histoires Poison Every Rose Has Its Thorn

At ang tinik ng isang tangkay ng rosas ay hindi magiging dahilan para ngayon ako umaray. It's just like her. She's like a rose, she's beautiful but full of thorns. But still I keep hugging her even though I would only earn pain and wound. Hanggang sa napitas ko na ito ngunit natumba ako sa damuhan at hindi na nakabangon. Damn alcohol! You're a such a hidrance. At sa gitna ng katahimikan at kadiliman ay nasilayan ko ang mukha niya. Nagliwanag sa buong garden at mas naging klaro ang pag-aalala sa mukha niya habang nakatingin sa akin.

" I said before claiming her lips. We started in a wrong way, deceived by countless lies, and separated to avoid having broken hearts but still found the way back to each other's arms where we really belong. On our way to our happy ending, we will face every bump on the road together. And at the end of the day, we will always choose one another. People say that every rose has its own thorn. More than anything in this world, I wanted to see her safe and happy. If she's a rose, then I'm more than willing to be her thorn—unpleasant to others but her best defense mechanism.

What a big germ she was. I gave her a rose with full of thorns, "A rose for a bitch like you with thorns since you're stingy." Matamis na sabi ko at inilagay ang rosas sa kamay niya. I closed her hand. I remain smiling at her sweetly. "O-OUCH! OUCH!" D***g niya at agad na binawi ang kamay niya. Binitawan niya ang rosas. Her hand's bleeding because of the thorns. I smiled even more. You deserve that.

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"They think they can scare us out of our home. They forgot that I am an Alvero, and you are a Dizon. We don't just bloom; we thrive in the middle of the storm." Ang tahimik na umaga ay natapos na. Ang kape ay malamig na sa mesa, at ang Blue Moon Rose ay mahigpit kong hawak, isang paalala na sa likod ng bawat ganda ng aming pagmamahalan, may panganib na kailangang lampasan.

"She was killed." Parang nabuwal sa gulat si Rose sa narinig. "Pinatay?" ang biglang sigaw ni Rose, hindi makapaniwala sa narinig. Inayos nito ang isang pot na parang matutumba. "Someone took her life deliberately, and I've been searching for justice ever since." wika niya, "And this garden, made me feel like I was a failure, it made me weak that it reminds me of how coward I am."

But he found himself safely at the foot of the rose tree, and plucking three roses, he returned at once to the room where the fairy still was. He presented them to her, full of delight that his little trial trip had succeeded so well. But she told him to keep the roses: that one of them would supply him with all the money he would need; that if he put the second on his mistress's throat he would know if she loved him truly; and that the third would prevent his falling ill. Then, without waiting for his thanks, she wished him bon voyage and vanished.

Sa sobrang excitement ni Adelyn nakalimutan na niya ang tungkol sa mga tinik noon at natusok siya. “Ouch…” Bigla niyang nabitiwan ang rose na kaagad namang pinulot ni Jacob. “Are you hurt?” Inabot nito ang kamay niya. May kaunting dugo sa daliri niya dahil sa pagkakatusok. “Oh, I’m so sorry, Adelyn. I should’ve removed the thorns,” dispensan naman ni Don Juan. “It’s okay. Kasalanan ko rin naman dahil hindi ako nag-ingat,” tugon niya. “It’s just a prick. Malayo naman po ito sa bituka.”