Rose And Thorns Game Novels & Stories

Only those many years had saved him from death. “I brought... the roses... sir...” he said fearfully, and it only took one glare to understand that he had to leave them on the table and get the hell out. I watched them for a long time. Red as blood and perfumed like the scent of a lusty woman. That was when I took out the lighter and lit one of them, watching it burn to ashes, dying before my eyes. I was so damn pleased to see its petals burn and fall off the bulb. Then I lit another one, and the feeling was even more exhilarating. Like I had the power of life and death.

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."

Roman said and she nodded and got up from the bed She went into the bathroom, had her bath and came out. As she picked out the cloth she was going to wear, her towel fell from her body. She wanted to pick it up but then she changed her mind. There wasn't any need for that, really. Roman looked at her, he watched her closely waiting for her to quickly cover up but she never did She just continued searching for clothes. She found a loose gown and then she wore her undies and threw it on “You know you are playing the wrong game with me, Rose” he said and she turned and looked at him.

He would go home to them with nothing but the things he had found with his own money. The mansion we are currently staying in is named after both of us, it was gifted to us by his parents when we both got married. But the money they used themselves to buy that house and land also came directly from our company's earnings and that is still the Marcaidas' money. That's my parents' money and it's mine too. So the title of non deserves to belong to him because he didn't spend anything there, not even a squint. But before all that happens, Bon and I have to pretend to be weak and ignorant people who have no idea what is going on around us. That way they won't immediately know what Bon and I are p

*** "Sebastian? Sebastian! Sebastian where are you?" Gosh, where could he be? Zeke took the stairs to the back and proceeded to the green house. "Sebastian!" He called as he entered. He heard some rustling ahead by the rose plantation so he approached. He sighed he relief when he saw Sebastian sitting on a bench by the rose flowers. "Here you are." Sebastian didn't raise his head to him. Zeke joined him on the bench. Non of them said anything for the first two minutes until Zeke broke the awkward silence.

On the antique table lay coils of soft black silk ribbons and a new crystal vial filled with a deep rose-colored liquid. “Tonight we test ‘Rose & Thorn’,” he said, voice smooth and commanding. “A rose absolute blended with thorn extract and subtle pheromone enhancers. It’s designed to heighten submission and sensitivity. You will wear it while I bind you. The scent will make every restraint feel more intense.” He uncorked the vial. The fragrance bloomed instantly — rich damask rose with a sharp, green thorn undertone and something darker that made my pulse quicken and my pussy clench.

With another curiosity from me, I wondered about another way of using it without killing anyone. “I think it can be used through the will of knowing something. Through it, the Blood Rose Thorns will be invincible as you strike your prey’s hearts, and they won’t even notice it. But once they were planted on their hearts or any part of their body, Blood Rose Thorns will start to tick.” She answered as she gave me a brief explanation of its effect. “Like a time bomb?” I guessed making her shrug her shoulders.

In the next moment, one by one, Blackrose's companions were injured, their clothes stained red with blood. She was keenly aware that if they continued like this, they had no chance of winning. And even she herself was on the brink of losing. "They say that roses have thorns. I'll pluck them from you one by one," her opponent taunted, his attacks growing more ferocious with each passing moment. No! If it went on like this, they would all die here. "Let's see if you can do it!" Blackrose shot a string at her opponent. He dodged instinctively.

I traced the hand holding the gun, and my sight met that of the pair of eyes that'll forever hunt me. They were bloodred eyes!

On the other hand, Grayson was looking at her casually with a deep smile in his eyes. When Rose came back to her senses, her pockets were already empty. Grayson raised his hand and handed over a few game tokens. Rose didn't realize that he had already handed her game tokens several times. She grabbed the tokens and continued to fight for the doll excitedly. At that moment, her phone was buzzing away in her bag. "Which one do you have your eyes on? I will get it for you!" Rose turned her head and glanced at him. "No way, I want to get it myself today."