Pokemon Roses Novels & Stories

She looked out into the infinite space, filled her chest with the fragrance of roses, and did not forget to say to her shadow under the water: "I am not bad either!" There seemed to be laughter echoing from the mountains. “Our Palomas Blancas is of course beautiful, otherwise, how could the king of youkai be foolish enough to be seduced by you?” “Rosa Roja? Are you going out?” She was wearing a thin, light purple, see-through garment, yet Rosa Roja didn't even wear it properly, making others look fascinated. The heavy makeup made her pretty face more attractive, even the coldness in her eyes was somewhat hidden.

“Oh my god, Isaac.” Overnight, the garden had been filled with Moonlit Roses. Unlike regular roses, Moonlit Roses glowed under the moonlight – hence, their name. Werewolves often used them to express love, and because they were so unique, these flowers were also fairly expensive. To my knowledge, they cost at least a thousand dollars per bloom. And now I was staring at an entire garden filled with them, a breathtaking sea of velvet petals swaying gently in the breeze.

I breathed. "A sign of hope," Sebastian murmured, stepping closer to examine the rare bloom. "Moon Roses only appear at moments of cosmic significance. They haven't been seen since the fall of the Royal kingdoms." The silvery-blue flower continued to grow before our eyes, unfurling delicate petals that seemed to capture and reflect the light in an almost impossible way. As it reached full bloom, a subtle fragrance filled the room, clean and pure, like the first breath of air after a cleansing rain.

She was now surrounded by the beautiful roses and even smelled as fragrant as the roses. One branch of the roses crept up behind her until to the top of her head. It became a rose tiara in an instant. Another branch of the rose crept beside her and became a staff with roses on the tip. Its body was entwined with each other like twigs and emitting an enticing red. Her eyes gleamed even redder as she looked straight in my eyes. She opened her red lips. “I am Chlofloris, the mother of rose wielders. Now Little Girl, you should know me, wouldn’t you?”

Everyone shoved the flowers and chocolates in her direction. Piers almost lay down on the floor, touched Rose’s foot, and wrapped his palm around it. “Please, Rose!” Rose immediately jerked her body back, sitting down on her ass. She didn’t like anyone touching her feet. “What are you doing?” she snapped, wiping her tears. “I am touching the feet of the Goddess whom I hurt, whom I promised to cherish all my life but ended up hurting her. Punish me, Rosie! Do whatever you want, and I will not even flinch. I deserve it,” sobbed Piers.

Layla pulled my hand, trying to get me to stay with her. "Honey? What's going on? Are you not happy to see me? Who is she?" She questioned. I turned and looked at her. After seeing my mate, Layla is nothing compaired to her. Alexandria had long, brown hair with beautiful hazel eyes. Layla had short blonde hair and brown eyes. Her face was always caked in makeup. "She's-" I started, but Layla interuppted me.

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..."

The girl answered. Tyler look at Crimson. "Baby, what's your name?" Crimson asked. "My name is Rosa Pearl, but you can call me Rosa or pearl." The girl answered. "Okay I'll call you pearl then, or Rosa too, I also lost my parents when I was so Young, I cried too, but then I remembered that my parents are resting with the Moon goddess, so I decided to be strong and continue to live, now are you proud of me?" Crimson asked.

|| Narrator’s Pov || “These just came in this morning, miss. Fresh from the garden. We’ve got red roses, whites, yellows, pinks, lilies, mixed, anything you’d like.” the shop owner said while spraying water over the fresh petals. Rosa’s numb eyes drifted over the vibrant display before her lips parted faintly. “White.” The shop owner smiled at the pale girl. “Roses? Lilies or–” “Anything.” Rosa whispered faintly.

If he had known this would change Lucero’s attitude, he would have offered him a bush from the start. “You don’t know what you were asking for.” He crouched beside a bush flower. His expression became almost reverent. “These aren’t ordinary roses.” The man looked up and smiled at lucero. “They are one of the rarest flowers in existence.” He gently touched one of the petals. “A Solaris Golden Rose.” Lucero froze. “Solaris?” The man’s smile faded. “You’ve heard of it?” Lucero didn’t answer immediately. Of course he had heard of Solaris.