Rachel Roses Novels & Stories

He felt like pushing his fingers into Sebastian's jet-black hair. Sebastian was aware of Dante's stare but he pretended to be oblivious of it. As a matter of fact, he was enjoying it. Sebastian thought the drive was too silent so he brought up a conversation. "Who is Rachel?" "Huh?" Sebastian turned to Dante and asked again, "who is she? Rachel. You kept repeating her name in your sleep. You...you even cried." "Oh" "So...is she your girlfriend?" Dante raised his brow. "Girlfriend?"

Rudra asks me again. "Ofcourse." I reply. We walk for sometime then a block of rock comes in our path. Rudra climbs up first and helps me to the other side. When we climb down and get past the heavy long bushes closed together what I see can't be described in words. It is this huge clearing in which there is big lake, shining because of sunrays. Around the lake there are flowers. So many flowers. And as we walk through it they feel so soft. And it is surrounded by trees. We sit down at a patch of soft grass.

He throws my body onto his bed and I bounce for a second before his body is on me, his hardening length pressing into the spot between my legs. I try to twist my body and crawl away but Richard is immovable. “Stop!” I cry out, feeling sick to my stomach with fear. Richard forces my legs apart with his body and forces his hands beneath my short black dress. He grips my thighs hard, not enough to bruise as evidence he’d hurt me but just enough to make me feel pain. “Your bodies perfect, Rose. Even some of the female vampires couldn’t compare to you.” He opens a draw and to my horror he pulls out a pair of hand cuffs. Even with me struggling to escape, he managed to handcuff my wrists so they’r

Adeel said and Azisha got startled by his presence "When did you come? You had time to come." Azisha said "I just came now. Happy birthday Azisha," Adeel said and handed her the Rose bouquet Azisha smiled looking at the Rose bouquet. She is allergic to Roses and Adeel does not even know that. "I can not take them. Sorry I am allergic to them." Azisha said still smiling Adeel took that bouquet and placed it away. "it is ok, you do not have to say sorry. I am sorry I did not knew that you are allergic to them." Adeel apologised to her

STARTING FROM CHRIS HUNTER, RAYN STONE, AXEL LOCKWOOD AND THEN ROSALIYA STAVROS. ______________________________________ Rosaliya: I am Rosaliya, Rose for short with my hazel eyes and dark brown hair. I'm currently 22 year's old looking for a job ,I have completed my bussiness studies and lookin for a job. So coming back to the point my current situation is a total mess cause I shifted to new york last week. Now i have to arrange my house over the weekend even look for a job and my besties are nowhere to be seen .

“Arthur...don't get her wet,She is going for her school's dance” “ ooh..come on mum, you don't always have to be a kill joy”. Rachel was that fifteen year old,her life seemed to have been going fine....she loved the fragrance of dandalions and white roses. Her father would plant only these flowers in his garden just so that she could lie beside them. Wherever her parents were,they would be disappointed that she is settling for bullshit for the second time. Rachel wanted her life back,the bubbly life she had always had,when she never had the thoughts of hurting a fly.

His wifereally liked white roses, because for Rachel white roses symbolize sincerity and a kind heart. Rapheal chuckled a little. Back then, he had said that Rachel was like a white rose that was sincere and pure. Rachel immediately patted his arm gently while blushing. Rapheal really likes it when Rachel blushes from hearing his jokes. Unknowingly Rapheal's tears hatched without him knowing it. I don't know how long those beautiful moments will be repeated. He missed Rachel's smile and laugh so much. Rachel's voice and sweet demeanor made Rapheal addicted, so Rapheal didn't want to go far from Rachel.

By the time I go to my next class, she’s still typing. Rach: Okay, now that that’s out of my system, pick roses or tulips. Me: Roses or tulips? Rach: Yep. For Noah’s funeral. Because I’m going to kill that bastard. Me: I don’t know how much Oli will appreciate you killing his friend. Rach: Oli can mind his business. He’s cute but not that cute. Rachel’s hilarious response to this whole thing does make me feel better, and I’m grateful once again for my friend and all her craziness. We continue texting throughout my class, and it helps to take my mind off of Noah.

Nathan's POV I was so busy that I could barely keep track of time. By chance, I got to know a local woman named Rachel Yates. Being the eldest in her family, she had dropped out of school to help support them. She had never even seen a rose before, and she didn't believe they could bloom in the northwest. To her, what I was trying to do sounded like pure fantasy. I didn't argue. Instead, I just kept focusing on my research. As my test field was right along the road Rachel took home every day, she would pass by and throw a few sarcastic comments my way. But she'd still step in to help whenever she saw the roses I planted get knocked over by the wind and sand.

Just then, Luna Rachel taps on her champagne glass, standing in front of the microphone. “Can I have your attention, please?” she waits as the room goes quiet before continuing on. “Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Blood Moon Pack. The girl of the hour would like to say a few words before we continue to mingle,” she finishes as I catch Rose coming around the curtains. Her head is held high as she looks to no one in particular. The lights hit her dress perfectly, making it shimmer as she walks. She reaches the microphone and thanks her mother who puts on a good show with a peck on the cheek. I can see every unmated male shift in their seats as they look her body up and down, lustfully. Rage fi