Rose City Comics Novels & Stories

Rain’s lips twitched as she stared at their joined hands, when they finally let go, Rose’s cheeks were as red as her fucking name and for some reason Rain was beginning to grow a strange dislike for Roses. Damn it, her feelings were just all over the fucking place today. The room was as large as a fucking hotel room, a wide table in between two leather sofas. “She’s got nice ass,” Romeo said as he plopped down at the edge of the chair and relaxed into it. Luigi joined him, both of them acting like they were on a vacation. “Sergio’s late,” Enzo said, his eyes on the empty sofa where Mr. Mendes was supposed to seat.

"I саn рrоvіdе panties. None of Rоѕе'ѕ brаѕ wіll fit you рrореrlу. Yоu аrе аbоut thе ѕаmе size as Rose, аlthоugh your bosom іѕ lаrgеr аnd уоu hаvе wider hірѕ. Nоt tо mеntіоn having lost wеіght ѕіnсе уоu hаvе been here. I bеlіеvе thаt thе unіfоrm wіll fit you thоugh. Shоеѕ аrе not a problem, ѕіzе 7, rіght?" "Size ѕеvеn аnd оnе-hаlf Sіr, whаt kind оf unіfоrm?".............................................. There аrе two entrances to thе сеmеtеrу. Bоth entrances would be ореn this tіmе оf year. Dа vіd went оn аhеаd аnd ѕесurеd one оf the gаtеѕ сhаіnіng it сlоѕеd. Hе wоuld rеmаіn out оf sight and wаtсh thе open gаtе to monitor trаffіс іn- аnd- оut, juѕt іn саѕе. When Puppy аnd I exited thе cemete

echoed in my head again and again, tearing at what little pride I had left. But what could I do? He was Lucas Rodriguez—untouchable, arrogant, and dangerous. Tessa rushed in and wrapped her arms around me, guiding me back to my room. I was still crying when my phone began to ring. I sniffed, forcing my voice to steady, and answered the call. But the moment I heard what was said, my heart stopped.

He held it up to the light, the delicate pen pressed between his fingers - light yet exquisite. "I like it", he turned, staring at the bouquet of blue roses, his gaze complicated. Dylan scratched his head, an awkward laugh escaping his lips. "That... the flower shop i contacted had ran out of chamomiles and only had those". Matthew inhaled, nodding slowly with a low hum. "Thanks" "It was nothing actually, just something that i had to do...out of courtesy", Dylan smiled, waving his hands lightly. They stared at each other silently for a while, neither having a word to say. After a moment, Dylan cleared his throat, his hands running through his thick, strands of hair.

“If you’re reading this, it means you’ve found the truth. Esteban can be trusted. He’s your only ally. Protect him. The future depends on it.” Her father’s handwriting. Before she could react, the wall behind Esteban exploded inward, sending them both crashing to the floor. Smoke poured in, and shadows loomed in the haze. Gunfire. Esteban shoved her behind the overturned desk. "Run!" "Not without you!" "They’ll kill you!" She kissed him, fast and fierce, then slipped the folder into her apron and sprinted for the bookcase. Shots whizzed past her, one grazing her arm. She cried out but didn’t stop.

Frowning, he went to pull the door shut and it hit something, a thud sounding towards the bottom of the door. Chris lowered his gaze to the floor, and blinked in surprise, stuck between the door and the wall, was a little red rose in a tiny but elegant glass shaped like a crescent moon, the inside hardened with…resin? He picked it up, and saw the tiny thorns surrounding the rose inside. Blinking, he curled his fingers around the item and jogged lightly down the stairs, two at a time. __________________

my voice cracked, “how—how did you do that? How did you take us out of the building like that? What was that? It felt like… like magic… like teleporting” Nothing felt real at this point. My heart was beating too fast. Ms Choice lowered her hand, the tiny skull was now dull and quiet. She looked at me with calm eyes..too calm. “It’s not everything you need to know now, Rose,” she said softly. “But with time…” She placed a gentle hand on the skull. “…you will discover it. Soon.” Her words dropped into my chest like a heavy stone. Soon. What exactly was waiting for me? Something felt strange.

"Ryder, how is your artwork going? Did that last sculpture get sold?" "Oh, yeah man! The commission was g-" "So, what is it that you're studying exactly?" Madison cut Ryder off as if he were invisible and mute. She leaned forward on the table, her gaze intently focused on Rosie. Rosie looked back up to meet Madison's eyes. She had to keep her hands tightly folded in her lap to stop them from trembling. She was starting to feel sick with the urge to cry. She wasn't enjoying Madison's interrogation at all. "Art entertainment and media management."

Rose looked so excited, I had to chuckle. “You know you’re obsessed,” I told her. “Obsessed with what?” Nate asked. “Rose here reads and writes werewolf porn,” Kimi answered. I snorted at her description of Rose’s reading preferences. “It is not porn,” she tried to defend herself. “Yes, some of them have very steamy sex scenes, but the storyline is more about finding love, and fighting rogues.” “I have no clue what you’re talking about,” Nate said with a shake of his head.

My name is Alexandria Rivers. I am 17 years old. I am the daughter of Joyce & Edward Rivers, Beta's to Alpha Brian Jackson of the Green Wood pack. My brother, Tyler Rivers, is best friends with the future Alpha Mason Jackson, and also next in line to become Beta. Alpha Brian and Luna Samantha have always been very kind to me. Mason and I began dating in middle school, and Luna Samantha has been teaching me how to be a Luna, in case Mason and I are mates. I finally get to shift and find my mate in 1 week. I'm really hoping Mason is my mate. My mother says that with the mate bond, you can feel what she described as "Sparks" when you touch your mate. Mason and I have both noticed a tingling sen