Romance Of The Rose Summary Novels & Stories

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You

Anna felt her heart skip a beat and a smile stretched on her lips as she gazed at the fifty long-stemmed sparkling roses, an elegant satin ribbon wrapped around the stem. “It’s breathtaking,” she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. “It is.” “I think there is a note,” Wendy pointed out. Anna slowly took the small paper from the middle of the flower under the curious eyes of everyone but before she could read it, it was snatched from her by Dali and Wendy and they both read it out loud together. “As this rose burns with red, so too does my passion for you.” They screamed, their voices traveling throughout the office. “Oh my God, that’s one poetic line.”

Roman continues to chatter about everything and nothing, I wish he would shut up and let me think. He takes my right hand, that's when I notice a single black rose. Wait, why didn’t I notice that before. That's when I feel it, a thorn from the rose pricks my palm and I suddenly come over all hot. I try to pull away but Roman holds on, he continues to act like he has no idea there is blood running down my wrist.

The heat of her hand on mine…made me feel things. “The rose…” She started. “What about it?” I asked softly. “I heard your mother ask if you’d given me a rose. You said you had. Was that the one you gave me in the library? Did it mean anything?” For a breath I let my gaze drop to her lips, just long enough for her to see but not long enough for me to lose control. “In our world,” I said, “a rose is not just a flower. It’s a binding. When we offer a woman a rose, it’s like offering her an engagement ring. If she accepts it, she automatically becomes the lord’s fiancee.”

Her face is also good looking, the left side is rubbed, the eyes of the pigeon are large round plus the cheeks are dimpled, the height of 1m6 does not count as too low overall is so lovely that twenty-three blue spring has not loved a single person. In fact, someone noticed her, but finding out for a while was nowhere to be found, there was always an unintended problem. Like the 11th grader who had a friend at the table who noticed her, the two also talked happily as if there would be a happy ending but suddenly a new girl moved to notice him, attacked so intensely that the two of them became a couple, and the girl who was a best friend could only stand next to congratulate inside only jealo

She looked at his hand, letting her fingers to be wrapped by his large and firm hand. It hadn't been a while since Rose worn a heavy gown as she did now and couldn't help but stumble her steps when Dominic caught the back of her waist. She raised her eyes, meeting his lips that were only an inch away from the tip of her nose and his warmth breaths brushing her cheeks. Rose pulled away in startle and she could hear her heartbeat drumming against her ears. As if something sparks inside her, fire spread all over her body, causing her cheeks and her earlobes to redden.

He wondered. Some moments later, the large gate opened for them to go in. A long tiled road came into view. It was such a beautiful setting. At each side of the road, beautiful flowers and tress were planted. They were still in Saint Hok but Dante felt like he entered another world entirely. They passed through a vineyard and an orchard. The apples on the apple fruits looked too good to eat.

COLLEGE ROMANCE Written by: Authoress Ricky 🦋 Chapter Fifteen 🦋 My eye were close shut but after I didn't get any kiss from him, I open my eye and saw him staring at him. "What were you thinking" he use his finger to wipe the ice cream on my lips and lick it before he poke my nose making me squeak. "That hurt" I said rubbing my nose. "You are really dirty minded" he teased and I roll my eye and step away from him angrily. "Don't be mad at me you, weren't actually expecting me to kiss you"a smirk form on his lips and I knew he was playing me.

He couldn't even look her in the eyes, let alone find the strength to say a word. As he stood there, unsure and tormented, Marianne’s gentle voice broke the silence. "Someone’s here to see you," she said, her tone soft yet tinged with an emotion he couldn’t quite identify. She stepped aside, and there stood Rose, her wide eyes filled with excitement and affection as she saw him. Without a moment's hesitation, Rose ran to him, her little arms stretched wide. Raphael felt an immense wave of relief wash over him as he bent down to embrace her. It was as if, in that instant, all his fears and doubts dissolved. Rose didn’t resent him; she held no grudge. She wrapped her small arms around him, off

I take a deep breath as I quicken my pace. 'I can do this' I mutter, the words repeating themselves in my head like a mantra. To my surprise, no one's at the East wing of the castle either and believe me, I find it really odd. Soon, I arrive in front of an open double door with lilac curtains that are pulled apart at the entrance to reveal what looks like a lavishly furnished royal chamber. Framed photos of the queen herself, decorates the walls of the room. As soon as I step into the room, I instantly smell smoke and cedar. Then, I see it. Standing almost ten feet in height is a tree bearing rose flowers that are a mix of red and grey. This must be the flame rose. I move towards it and pluc