Queen Takes Rose Novels & Stories

Hana asked herself. "The exit is in here," the broom said. "Where is this?" Hana asked. The broom swayed slightly; it proudly said, "This is the queen's palace," "Which queen?" Hana asked again. "The Queen created this space. She's the one who designed everything here but don't worry; she's dead. There are only two security guards protecting the tomb for a long time. But to step foot in here, it's not easy?" The arrogant broom said.

She scoffs. I raise an eyebrow. “You are mated to three Kings, my love. That makes you Queen in three different Realms.” A flush heats her cheeks, she whispers oh softly, hiding her face in my chest. “You’ll get used to it, I promise.” “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to being treated like a Queen.” Jamari mumbles into my chest, getting chuckles out of everyone in the room.

She jerked awake before dawn, gasping. Tomorrow was gala day. *** By six p.m. the mansion pulsed with silk gowns and whispered conspiracies. Crystal chandeliers turned champagne into molten gold. Inés floated among guests, tray balanced, smile welded in place. Alonso worked the room like a favorite son. Alejandro lingered at the edges, predator-still. Thiago? Absent so far. Halfway through the event, Alejandro’s gaze snagged hers across the ballroom. Steel met flint. He inclined his head toward a side corridor, summoning.

He glared at them and coldly spoke. “What are you doing here. Have you forgotten what I said?” Dev bowed as she cupped her hand in front of her. She then said in a low tone. “Your Majesty, we did what you asked however, the Queen wanted to rely her thoughts. Thus we came here to tell you what she says.” She paused a bit and looked up to him. Xegris raised his brow at her as his bad mood became more complicated. Dev simply sighed and told him. “She told us that she’ll never accept everything that is from you.”

she announced, and all attention averted at Emma. She immediately stood up from her seat as we clapped our hands at her. She walked in front, climbing up the stage as Haley Carson put her sash on along with the crown, giving her the queen wand. She was smiling from ear-to-ear as claps resounded in the entire gym. Standing on the side once the photographer was done taking her photos, she moved to the side as Lindsey announced the homecoming king. “And now for the homecoming king,” she read the envelope again before continuing, “Caleb Heory.”

“ Now you look perfect , my princess “ he said The previous year’s prom Queen , turned around and retrieved a bouquet of roses from the table before handing it to Jacob . I already knew that it was tradition for the prom King to give red roses to his Queen but I was still awestruck with how beautiful these red roses looked . Each red rose was flecked with diamond dust as it shimmered under the dew drops that were hanging on their dark red petals . And in the centre of them , was an exquisitely carved pink crystal rose .

The woman assured before cupping her daughter's cheeks and pecking her forehead softly. The mother faces Isabella with a sad look. "Mama loves you, my piccolo fiore." She whispers, both of them closing their eyes as their faces become drenched with tears. [Translation: my little flower] After what seemed like eternity, the woman had finally gained the courage to separate herself from her child. She stood up, making sure to close the closet doors in hopes of hiding her daughter's location. Isabella was able to peek through the small crack of her closet. Her eyes following her mother's figure with a longing glance as her hands cover her mouth, trying to silence her own sobs. Stifling her cries

Alexander: You're a beautiful flower that I'm starting to really like. I squealed silently...if that's even possible...in excitement, a goofy grin overtaking my features. This was definitely a scene straight out of one of my romance novels. Rosette: So in this category, what do I call you? Best to play it safe for now. Alexander: Choose Rosette: What if I don't want to? Alexander: You have to, so please do. Rosette: Fine Rosette: Alexander No reply, I waited for what seemed like minutes but was actually just seconds.

If he loved me, why'd he trash me in front of Charlotte? I couldn't stomach more of his fake, nauseating love. "You've got it all wrong. I'm not a rose. I was born to belong to this land. Someday, I'll fill this barren place with roses myself."

Rosy asked in suprise " wait!"Rosy snapped and stop in front of her" are you really in this competition? even if you are not interested on being queen atleast take notice to your surrounding and stop being the last to get information" Maria scolded " you are just here but you know nothing,if the other ladies were planning something bad against you,you wouldn't even know. cause you have decided to turn a blind eyes on everything!" she finished " yes mother, I will try my best to start taking notice of my surrounding" Rosy said grinning