Rose And Bernard Lost Novels & Stories

He took control, pulling her in, one hand behind her head, the other wrapped firmly around her waist. They kissed—long and deep, like lovers lost in the rush of first love. And just like that, I couldn't tell anymore. Was it "Rose" that made him lose control? Or had he truly fallen for Chloe? All I knew was, he no longer loved me. Not me—Wendy. I was already dead, but somehow, my heart still hurt like hell.

"I was a bad boyfriend. I caused her, her life and dreams... You're a beautiful girl. I don't want to exploit. You deserve a true lover, not me. Please get undressed and kindly leave my room. Don't worry, I won't tell my parents about what happened." "Oh, thanks a lot, Sir. You've saved me from disgrace. May you find a way in your heart to get over Rose's death. You're now a good man and I wish you'll continue that way." Mary got up from her knee, got her clothes, got dressed, and left his room feeling fulfilled.

dropped in shock. She couldn't believe what she just heard, and wanted to know if she did hear it right. "What? Are you telling me.." He cut her off, "Of course you know who he is. Our resident counsel, remember? He was shot dead in his office." Cathy looked at Alex, without a reply, her face had turned pale. She placed her right hand on top of her left chest, and felt her heart beat loudly so that she could hear it. "I am confused, Alex. Why? He seems to be a good man." Alex leaned forward and grabbed her hands then held them. "You mean mister Albertson never told you?" She was unable to reply, thinking of any possible reason that Jon could have considered that he kept something from her.

3 Days Later, "Hi Leah, how are you doing?" Suddenly Jerome appeared in Leah's room carrying a bouquet of red roses that looked very beautiful. The red roses that Jerome brought were beautiful, but indeed, Leah prefers Carnations. Could it be that Leah's taste had changed? "Thank you," said Leah while receiving flowers from Jerome. "How are you?" asked Jerome, his eyes staring at Leah with his warm gaze. Leah shrugged and shook her head, "I still don't remember anything, everything is stuck in 2016," replied her. She felt empty now.

Except he had no family, no happiness, no genuine reason to smile or anyone to go back home to. Bernard was left with a dark heart, almost like a black hole that was ready to suck the happiness out of anything. If he couldn’t get the happiness he so wanted then nobody would. And now time was ticking slowly, the dates on his calendar were also passing till he could get the last ingredient for his experiment which was Roman. He was so close to what he wanted and no one was going to stop him, except he smelt treachery. “Tell me Lorraine, what would you do if you had the power of the beast” Doctor Bernard asked Lorraine who sat opposite his desk; she was still in confusion as to why he asked to

Ryan smirks and replies nonchalantly, “Unfortunately, I don't have any children yet.” Bernard responds, his voice filled with sincerity, “You've made a lot of money these past few days. My company is about to go under. It's my fault, I deserve this. Could you please spare Bonnie?” Ryan can't help but imagine what it would be like if Eudora gave him a daughter. He suddenly feels a touch of empathy for Bernard. So, he softens his tone and says, “Then I don't want to see her again. At least she has to leave the country permanently. This is my biggest concession.”

Irina would also become a huge threat to us if he did. Sadness fell over the entire household from that moment. After Irina was executed, Louisa became terribly ill. She lost so much weight that she was barely a shadow of her previous self. It was no surprise the day Bernard and I were informed that she had died in her sleep. Her heartache was too much for her to bear. Liam died a couple of weeks after Louisa, and I was convinced it was because of a broken heart.

I choked on my words as the emotion began taking over me. “I have lost my old Bernard.” I literally broke down in tears. A very serious one, with tears streaming down my eyes. Bernard was taken aback by my outburst. “And now, what's the meaning of this, Sarah? It's late, for Christ's sake,” he said, his eyes going to the wall clock on the wall. It wasn't midnight yet. Bernard was only exaggerating it. Okay, maybe I was the one exaggerating the matter by breaking down in tears.

“Fuck, I'm sorry, Rosie. I swear—” “I guess that's all you can say after all.” “Rosie, please… Mr Gareth said it'd be for the best—” “The best?” I echoed, tone laced with hurt. “It was such a wonderful date, Lena…” I whispered. Her face fell, her eyes turned glassy. “I'm so sorry…” “It was magical…” I croaked. “Except I couldn't have that moment with the person I wanted it to be with ‘cause you both took that away from me.”

“I loved Elena in my bathrobes.” “Holy shit.” Ian cursed. “Is there anything which doesn’t remind you of her?” “My life is a reminder of her. She changed me, and then she vanished.” Ian and Matthew looked at each other with concern. The matter was serious than they had thought. Their friend had turned into Romeo, but instead of dying, his Juliet had fled.