Ring A Ringa Roses Novels & Stories

Is it a coincident? ''With their warm, vibrant tones, orange roses symbolise enthusiasm and desire. If someone is looking for a way to express admiration and attraction—with an underlying message of passion and excitement, they'll send you a bouquet filled with these fiery blooms.'' She breathes out, smiling as she eyes each of the orange roses, ''I haven't seen him for quite some time, I'm not so sure if his interest has changed.'' ''I'm pretty sure they remain the same,'' I reply. She turns to me, ''It's beautiful how your name is Rose. Have you met my son, Elia?''

As Rose awaited her inevitable demise, a phone suddenly rang. The ringtone was the song Red Spider Lily, sung by Angeline Severe. Her voice was ethereal and beautiful. Both Rose and Jay subconsciously pulled out their phones at the same time. Jay shot her a derisive look. "It’s my phone. Why are you looking for yours?” Rose was stunned. ‘Why did Jay set Angeline's Red Spider Lily as his ringtone?’ In her previous life, the only time she sang Red Spider Lily was at her university’s graduation party and it was only recorded on the university’s platform. Did he download the song from there?

It reminded her of the ring Edward Cullen has given to Bella Swan. It was an oval pave shape ring with the top of a blooming rose which is crusted with diamonds and along the ring which holds her finger was made of gold and has tiny diamonds coiling around it like a vein. The edges of the oval shape ring also has tiny diamonds lined around it. Making the design look neat, simple and perfect for her. The other two ring was either too big or too flashy and she isn’t one to wear something flashy. She was all casual and only dress up extra if necessary.

She still felt somewhat worried. In the Turner family garden, vast stretches of red roses were in full bloom. Due to special cultivation techniques, these roses grew like they were on trees. There was a small path between each tree, and as people walked through, the faint fragrance of the flowers would stick to them, leaving them in a relaxed and peaceful mood.

What caught Rose’s attention the most was the ring on the woman’s finger. It was unmistakably the exact one Victor had slipped on her finger and she had carried around for months. It was a unique ring with an emerald and ruby setting cut in the yin and yang design. Rose was shocked and felt the floor spin under her feet. The award she had been holding so preciously slipped from her hands and landed on the floor. She tilted back and would have fallen if Wayne hadn’t caught her. The occupants of the hall finally snapped out of it and burst into a flurry of noise. Everyone seemed to be talking at once.

“That ring is all I need.” He hesitated only a second before nodding to the forensic specialist. They opened the lid the rest of the way and gently lifted my mother’s left hand. Even after all these years, her fingers still held a trace of grace—slender, delicate, almost as if she were about to move. But what caught every eye around the grave wasn’t the hand. It was the ring. A rose. Not just etched into metal, but sculpted—petal by petal, gemstone by gemstone. Blood-red ruby at the center, sapphire petals around it, touches of emerald and diamond at the tips like dew. It should have been breathtaking.

Blood roses. Rafael’s hand tightened around the fragile flower, crushing it slowly between his fingers. A symbol. A secret. Not grief. Not loss. Love. Defiance. War. His lips curled into a dangerous smile. "So," he said softly, almost lovingly. "The game has only just begun." He tossed the crushed rose onto the floor, grinding it under his boot. "Bring me Matteo," Rafael ordered, his voice sharp as a whip. "And this time... bring the girl too."

Rosa let out a sigh of relief that quickly caught in her throat as he opened the box and the platinum band with the most delicate rope design She had ever witnessed glittered up at her. "It's an eternity ring. I'm not saying that the engagement ring won't come but I think after everything that has happened we both need some time to settle down together. But I want you to know that I'm giving my heart to you, Rosa, and it's for eternity. So I would be honoured if you'd wear this ring as a token of that gesture?" Tears welled up in her eyes and spilled over and down her cheeks. Words failed Rosa as she stared down at the stunning ring. The closer she looked the more she noticed the flecks of d

I took the flowers, frowning slightly, I knew Forrest didn’t send these, he always sends roses if he wants to send me flowers, he doesn’t even know I like Spikenards The only person that knows is….. Quickly, I searched through the buds for a card and relaxed when I didn’t see one Maybe its just a coincidence “there’s no card” I told Mandy “Well a card isn’t needed when you already know who its from” she bumped my shoulder again and I let out a forced laugh. I turned the bouquet around and froze. In one of the buds, a tiny almost invisible marking was made in black A small cursive ‘K’ My stomach dropped.

She has been trying to show off her ring, but it seems no one is noticing her. "Sis, what do you think of this ring?" Rosa called Mia and asked. Everyone turned to look at her the moment she spoke. "Isn't this an Ayanboye engagement ring?" Mia couldn't help but ask. Rosa was wearing a smug look. Frank dropped his cutlery. "Isn't your engagement still on Saturday?" he asked. "Well, My Ethan gave me a formal proposal," she replied. Reina stood up immediately. "Let me see. The diamond is so big! Ethan must love you too much," she said. "I'm so happy for you, child," Zach said. "Thanks, Gramps," Rosa replied.