Rose And Thorns Game Novels & Stories

He then saw Rose standing in front of a gem that had been encased in sharp thorns. He quickly stood up, reaching out his hand to hold Rose but found that her green eyes was empty from any emotions at all. “Rose! Rose!” Shouted Dominic but she wasn’t there. His eyes quickly move to the gem hidden by the thorns, knowing at once that this was the doing of the gem which he once again needed to destroy. Holding to the thorns, Dominic frown as he saw his hand pierced by the sharp thorns. He tried to use his sword, only to find it break at once after hee had hit the blade toward the thorns.

She said. "And if we won than we will get to do what we want with you, deal?" Zachariah asked her. Rose's cheeks heated but she nodded her head nonetheless. "Deal" She whispered. The Kings smiled hearing her. They are sure as hell they will win the game. "One, two, three and go!" Vladimir said and they all started the game. Rose closed her eyes as soon the horse started to run in his full speed. The wind slapped her face and made her hairs fly.

~DAISY~ I popped my eyes and stare at the girl. "Who is in?" She asked as she roamed her eyes around the room. Everyone raised their hand except for me. Now all their attention was on me, Kelly nudged me and whispered. "Raise your hand daisy, it will be fun." I shook my head in disagreement. "I don't want to play the game." I pouted The girl walked up to me. "Everybody wants to play the game, except for you. Is just a game and nothing more. She voiced out and i felt a little embarrassed.

The first thing you need to do is study the Aries world. Her hands touched various kinds of flowers that bloomed beautifully. Feel the texture. And that's right after she raised her hand to look at the fingers. There was already blood seeping from the pores. She took the flower and looked at it closely. Small Thorns are plastered there and can penetrate the flesh. She was also surprised when the stem of the plant she had picked immediately withered and ended up dead. It's like rapunzel's hair can't be cut by a witch.

He raised his head to look at her, like he was surprised to see her there. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” She’d asked as she tried to pry open his fist. He’d let her, opened it up easily and let her take the rose from his now bloody palm, the flower fell to the floor. “Shit!” She exclaimed as pulled up the hem of her oversized t-shirt and proceeded to clean the blood from his palm. “Are you insane?” she whipped her head up to look at him “Why would you hold a rose that way, didn’t you ever learn that you have to avoid the thorns?”

He's fearless. "Why do you think roses have thorns?" Asked Kevin and passed his fingers through his hair, pushing them away from his eyes but a few strands fell back over his forehead. He looked different today. A little less perfect if it makes sense but still insanely handsome with those raven hair falling over his forehead obscuring his ocean-deep eyes despite the number of times he had pushed them back and the gold chain that shone whenever the light rays hit it. He looked young. How old was he anyway, Emma had no idea. She didn't know anything about him even though he was a famous person. But he knew everything about her. Everything! "Well, Rose symbolizes love and beauty. Um- for me, I

The hall quietened, the silence hanging like a thick veil - almost as if everyone had suddenly held their breaths on wisp. The red - haired male stepped forward, reaching out for the bouquet of roses. His eyes filled with silent contemplation as he stared at the blooming,fresh roses and then at Dylan's expecting eyes. Without another thought he tossed the roses to the ground, trampling on them with his shoes tilled their petals scattered around in the dust. Gasps rippled through the halls, a clear expression of shock from the watching bystanders. "Dylan, how many times must i have to turn you away and how many times must you embarrass yourself in public like this?. You know.....", Simone pau

He gestured at me. "You can't kill me, Silas. I own this fucking city... and I will get back everything you shitheads took from me." His smile dropped. "I will end The Black Rose..." he seethed. "One petal at a time." He laughed. "Isn't that exciting?" He put his hands in his pockets and turned around, not caring about the gun being aimed at his back. Lorenzo and Noir were behind Silas, along with several men that hadn't been there before, pointing their guns at the opposing men.

Who wouldn’t freeze at the sight of long rifles pointing to their forehead? There were three men; well, she saw three at first, and then two more came out of the corner. Five men in black attire all armed with guns of different sizes, some had bandanas tied to their forehead; she didn’t need a seer to tell her that they were thugs. “Where is the old fool?” one of them asked in a hoarse voice, while smoking a wrap of something that definitely wasn't a cigarette. His eyes were covered with dark shades; who wears sunglasses at night?

For the first time since her rebirth, Rosette felt like the power was shifting. Because Blake and Cesare both thought they were controlling the game. But neither of them knew the truth. Rosette wasn’t just trying to survive this life. She was planning something much bigger. And when the truth finally came out— Both men might realize too late that they had underestimated her. Rosette walked down the quiet street, her heels echoing softly against the pavement. Above her, the city lights shimmered like distant stars. The game had officially begun. And this time… Rosette Jenner intended to win.