Novel & Cerita Rose Chase Snapped

But the smell; burning fabric, plastic, flesh, hit her like déjà vu. She stumbled back, chest heaving. Not again. From the hallway came a final, echoing scream, and then the unmistakable crackle of fire.

She started wagging her tail and jumping up and down. I swear I just heard her say 'Mate' but that's impossible. Second chance mates didn't exist, and we just rejected our Goddess given mate. But then, the most amazing smell hit me, even more mouthwatering than when I smelled Mason. It smelled like Whiskey and Chocolate. That mixture was breath taking. Aunt Tara noticed me sniffing the air. "Alex, what's wrong?" She asks. As soon as her last word left her mouth, he door slammed open with such force, I thought for sure it was going to fall off the henges. What I saw in front of me left me speechless. A man in his twenties, 6'11, covered in tattos with short kept black hair, and the most beaut

Rose snapped the Neck of the other lady, sending her directly to he grave. She smiled and walked towards him step by step. "There is nothing that I gave ever regretted" She smiled and gripped his neck with her right hand. "You shouldn't have interrupted me" Her nails embedded into his skin ready to kill him. "Rose!" "Host Stop!" Two voice sounded at once.

Marcas said all these loving things very sweetly and broke Christian and Roose's argument. When Marcas said all this, Roose looked at him surprisingly and Christian eyes narrowed with anger after listening to all this. Marcas gave the flowers to Roose and Roose took a deep fragrance of that beautiful fresh lily that fragrance changed Roose's mind . She enjoyed that fragrance. She closed her eyes and breathed slowly. And Christian observed her expression angrily.

Rose smelled blood and noted gashes from the glass, it had cut her and her landing probably got her a few broken ribs. The guy she had come with broke through the front of the crowd, saw her and took a step in her direction Rose snarled at him. His head snapped over in her direction and his eyes widened, he didn't even look at her before taking a step before raising his hands and disappearing in the crowd. "You want to be a little bitch? Fine." She stated darkly, feeling the air around her thicken and get electric with power. Her eyes had flashed silver a long time ago.

Scarlett whispered, her lips brushing Rose’s ear, “it’s time I kill Damon too.” Rose’s eyes widened in surprise, but she held still, her breath catching. Then, in a sudden move, Rose twisted beneath her, flipping their positions. Scarlett gasped, caught off guard. “Turn over,” Rose commanded, her voice low and firm. “Show me your ass.” Without hesitation, Scarlett complied, pressing her belly to the bed, her body pliant under Rose’s control. Rose straddled her, but instead of continuing their intimacy, she reached for something on the floor—Bob’s belt, forgotten in his hasty exit.

“That’s Snake.” “But---” Prez frowned, his brain probably trying to go to some other logical conclusion than the truth. But luckily, he wasn’t that kind of idiot. His face morphed into that of rage, as he cursed: “Fucking shit---SIN?! He’s the mole? You sure?” “Yes,” Rose replied and nodded for effect. “I wouldn’t be able to forget his face even if I wanted to.” I gently kissed her hand, giving her a small smile of gratitude before standing again. Grace was instantly there with a glass of water, and Cracker put an arm around her, talking calmly to her.

The sound echoed like a gunshot. Scarlett’s head snapped to the side. Her hand flew to her face, eyes wide in shock. “That,” Rose said calmly. My lips twitched into a smirk. Scarlett’s face turned scarlet with rage. She raised her hand to slap Rose back. I was already standing, ready to step in, but Rose moved faster. She caught Scarlett’s wrist mid-air, twisted, then grabbed a fistful of her perfect blonde hair. Scarlett yelped. Rose dragged her toward the door—hair still in hand—opened it with her free hand, and shoved her out into the hallway. Scarlett stumbled, heels wobbling, barely catching herself against the wall.

“Uhm… oh, I meant I have things to do, so I don’t have a particular day.” Just then, I immediately walked out the door, heading down through the elevator, It was almost 12 AM, and Rose would take over her body soon, I had only a limited time to enjoy myself. FUCK!! I took a cab and went back home, sneaking inside quietly, I didn’t want that bitch’s parents asking useless questions but fortunately or unfortunately the motherfucking asshole of their daughter Rose couldn’t wait, taking over her body before I could even drop my bag. And yeah… Rose is finally in charge now. Watch her do her thing.

*** "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.