Novel & Cerita Riddle Rosehearts X Reader

Blood spilled onto the paper just like it did a few seconds ago with her. But that was not the surprising part, our blood drops started moving towards each other and pretty soon formed a big red drop of blood which quickly turned golden and disappeared in the form of tiny stars. A gasp was heard. I turned to see Rose with her mouth wide open, she quickly realized I was looking at her and closed her mouth with a small smile. "What does it mean?" "It means you are my niece," Celia wiped the tear and before I knew it, hugged me tightly.

“Come on, man. Rosa’s looking hot tonight. She keeps smiling at you, and you’ve only got eyes for your beer.” Rome looked over at Rosa. She was hot. Long, red hair, and legs that never ended. She was definitely someone he’d be interested in getting to know better--if it weren’t for that phone call earlier. All he could think about was Ella. He’d even looked around the club, wondering if any of these girls could be her. But none of them looked like the picture he had of her in his mind. Dark hair, wide eyes, a beautiful smile…. No, he had a feeling his Ella wasn’t here tonight. “You should at least get up and dance,” Bart said, nudging him with his shoulder. “I need a wingman.”

I want to be independent in his eyes. It wasn't easy for me because I often got bleeding from my nose, but every time he took me to the convenience store where I worked, I felt better and my tiredness disappeared, even though he often teased me and to bend Sometimes it's like he's possessed by a kind fairy and he'll simply leave me his handkerchief to wipe my nosebleed or he'll bring me food from the store, even though I know that his older brother Dennis just ordered him, but I'm still happy even though he looks at me before leaving. gwen Karina Andrada, I realized that's the name of the person chasing Hera. With the help of my instinctive friend Lowan, a good hacker of cctvs and anything e

Evidence and Crystabel wondered what it could be and when they turned towards the door, they saw that It was wide open with a girl standing in front of it. It was Rose! She was standing at the entrance door. She had forcefully pushed the door open as her eyes caught the scene of Crystabel already holding Mr. Evidence's Cock and was about dipping it into her mouth. As Rose's eyes beheld the scene that was amazingly presented before her eyes, she stood still, without saying a word as her brain tried to process what her eyes were beholding. Still standing, she could clearly hear her heartbeat, beating so fast as if it was about jumping out from her chest. She saw Mr. Evidence half naked with a

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?"

(hearts) And, just wait for the next chapter.. It seems our Rose wasn't lying, and now she's on a roll!!!!

But I had a role to play, and my responsibilities weighed heavily on my shoulders. “Are you awake?” Rose called, bursting into my room with a basket of laundry for both me and the twins. I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I took in her vibrant presence. Rose was a beautiful girl, just sixteen, and one of the deadliest people in our circle. Yet, despite her lethal skills, she possessed a deep sense of humanity that I admired. “Barely,” I replied, a smile creeping onto my face. “What’s the news?”

This little blonde she-wolf seems to have winded me somehow. “Excuse my sister Luna, I’m Riley and this is Rosa.” “Hello…” I nod to him, my eyes scanning them both before I turn to look at Hector. A gasp regains my attention as I find this Rosa girl taking a step back, her hands cupping her own face as she stares at the mark on my neck.

When I say goodbye, promise me you won’t cry, Because the day I say that will be the day I die. I traced the letters gently with my fingers as Xavier flexed slightly, still playing with Rosalina. "What does it mean?" I asked, still brushing over the ink. "When we were little, you had this weird fascination with black roses," he said with a small smile. "So, the rose is you. I’m the thorned vines wrapped around it, protecting what I love. The words... they speak for themselves." He turned toward me and kissed the tip of my nose.

"She deserved it! She was so terrified with the rabid dogs barking all around her, even sending a voice message where she was crying so pathetically!" Hearing that, my departed soul turned away, smiling miserably. He was the one who had said he loved me, promising to protect me for the rest of my life and vowing that no one would get to lay a finger on me. He had smiled at me so lovingly when he passed me the black rose seeds. "It is believed that black roses embody a deep and timeless love, just like the love I share with you." Yet, he had a change of heart and loved Lara instead, believing her one-sided claims that I had led a workplace ostracising campaign against her.