Novel & Cerita Riddle Rosehearts X Reader

She couldn't even bring herself to break the annoying alarm clock as this one was a customized one. The particular clock had a voice which always started with a sweet voice,"wakie wakie baby.... Rise and shine my queen..." But that was not the only reason, the reason we're never the words...nope... not at all... The reason was the voice... It belonged to Rudra... She still finds it a mystery to solve that how her friend caught a hold of Rudra's voice that too such sweet one... Groaning, she picked up her alarm clock on her nightstand, Sakshi looked at the time and said,

she whispered. He opened his mouth to reply when a knock sounded on the front door. His expression turned to a frown before hearing Rose’s voice. “Heath, it’s freezing out here! Let me in!” Heath moved to open the door when Rose came inside with a breathless laugh. “I guess I could’ve checked to see if it was unlocked.” Her eyes widened when she noticed Jubilee. With her dark hair tipped with blue and her blue eyes, Rose was a beautiful woman. She and Heath didn’t look much alike, although Jubilee sometimes noticed a resemblance in their smiles. Their eyes both wrinkled when they smiled.

“Friends and families discount.” Ollie paid the florist and then put the box of lilies inside his backpack before he plucked a single red rose from one of the shelves to his left. “Here.” He placed the rose in my hand. “It matches your hair.” Then Ollie turned around and walked toward the door without waiting for me while I stood there with my cheeks turning the same shade of red as the rose in my hand.

I lifted one end of the bed and slide out the red journal. I switched off the lights, draw the curtains and laid on the bed. I opened the book’s middle and start reading. The yellow lamps on each table shelf being my light source. ‘”Please, I don’t want to do this. My mom has warned me against guys like you.” She pants as she wriggles her hands, trying to loosen the rope. “Really? What are the things she warned you against us about?” Jayden flips her folds with his right thumb, his other hand caressing her plum breast.

A book suddenly appeared on ivory’s hand it looked old but it was surprisingly in good shape. ‘What is this?’ ivory asked curiously. ‘It’s a technique book’. Ivory eyes lit up and she opened it, on its first page the title was written it was called Ice fist. The book contained images and writings. It involved enveloping your hands with ice such that, the ice looked like gloves. It had the ability to freeze and shatter anything punched and it could even harm those who were just a phase higher than the user. Ivory quickly sat down and immersed herself in the book. Anita finally lifted her head and smiled when she saw ivory reading. Anita suddenly looked up in worry but she wasn’t looking at wh

June July, the beautiful girl who has been living in Brandon's heart. Rose caught it all, she caught the tail of Brandon's eye that was following Jan's whereabouts. Thousands of needles seemed to shower his heart, his conscious mind comparing himself to Jeslyn. Far, far away. Rose is someone who is far from feminine, followers are only hundreds, maybe not even three hundred. Tomboy, diligent and has a strong heart, what else can a Rose be proud of except his sincere heart and help without strings attached. Not as beautiful as Jeslyn, nor is she often chased by any man, but Rose is like a crown that is untouched by anyone. "I'll go to the library first," said Rose.

That being said, he ran after her. I folded my hands, defiant and refusing to believe that everything she said was true even if my best friend thought I was a fool for not believing it. Jokes on him though, he had fallen in love with a liar and a thief. I noticed a head peeking through the doorway. My eyes locked with hers and she quickly pretended as if she hadn't been eavesdropping all along. “Who is there?" I called out, urging the person to come out of hiding. A blonde came out, scratching her neck nervously because she had been caught. She composed herself almost immediately and stretched forth her hand in greeting. “Hello, I'm Rose Hawthorne, popularly known as Rose Valentine."

He kissed me back, hard and consuming, as if he could devour the pain right out of me. For a heartbeat, I let myself vanish in that kiss—pretend I was someone else, somewhere else, untouched by betrayal. The next thing I knew, the world blurred—his arm around me, the press of a door closing, sheets tangled beneath my trembling hands. Morning hit like a cruel joke. I woke tangled in unfamiliar sheets, my head pounding, my lips swollen. The stranger from the bar lay beside me, half-covered, the shadows of his muscles stark against the pale dawn light. Even asleep, he radiated danger, power… something I couldn’t name.

Not in life, but… *On a book cover. Memories, not her own, flooded her mind in a chaotic torrent. A name: **Lady Vivian Ashworth**. A title: Daughter of the Duke of Blackwood. A role: The villainess. The setting: The Kingdom of Aethelgard. The story: *The Prince's Rose*. A novel she’d read just last week – a sprawling, melodramatic historical romance filled with scheming nobles, star-crossed lovers, and one particularly vindictive, doomed antagonist: Lady Vivian Ashworth. Vivian staggered back, hitting the edge of the bed hard, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. *Transmigration. Isekai. Oh god, it’s real. I’m INSIDE the book. And I’m HER. The villainess.*

She pulls her pyjamas on, and once they’re both dressed Rosie takes down the glamour to put it back on the overhang. Caelius had taken the first watch, and was sitting by the fire reading a tattered paperback book. She makes her way over; he smiles up at her and puts a bookmark in and closes his book. “Interesting book?” He smiles, “Yes, actually. It’s a classic, ‘Il nome della rosa’; The Name of the Rose. It’s a murder mystery.” Celine nods, “I’ve had this a while.” She chuckles, and he smiles, “It’s not had an easy life, this book.” She nods,