Rose Covered Novels & Stories

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

Adeel said and Azisha got startled by his presence "When did you come? You had time to come." Azisha said "I just came now. Happy birthday Azisha," Adeel said and handed her the Rose bouquet Azisha smiled looking at the Rose bouquet. She is allergic to Roses and Adeel does not even know that. "I can not take them. Sorry I am allergic to them." Azisha said still smiling Adeel took that bouquet and placed it away. "it is ok, you do not have to say sorry. I am sorry I did not knew that you are allergic to them." Adeel apologised to her

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Wow. "Open up your legs." Oh my goodness, it seems so hot and dirty. “Ron, please, it looks so.” “Hot.” “Dirty.” “Same thing.” “No.” “Rose!” I covered my face with the blanket while I was lying down. I appear to be a rose. Pink or red when fully flushed. There is no way I could have followed his advice. From his side, there is no sound. How is he acting? I exposed my face, and I caught him looking at me. He is looking at me, so I quickly cover my face once more.

Rose was served the ravioli on the table alongside the cutlery. "Hubby, hurry up! Try it when it's still hot!" She pushed the dish over. This time, Rose did not eat. She was beaming. Looking at the steaming hot ravioli, it seemed that her heart was filled all of sudden. When Kevin picked up the fork, his eyebrows furrowed out of the blue...

(Rose came downstairs) ROSE: Morning guys (took Logan tea and drank it) LOGAN: Rose, are you alright? ROSE: I totally am. (Looks at everyone) Why are you all giving me that look? Is there something on my face? (gestures to her face and when she didn't get an answer, she tapped River's shoulder) I'm going for a walk (went out) CLAIRE: When did she get confident in that kind of dressing? LOGAN & ANYA: Rose doesn't take tea. She's allergic to it.

"I'ms-sor-ry! I’m…" She tried to stutter out, but the side of her face that Rose hit didn't seem to be cooperating. She was half standing half crouching, cupping herself midsection. Rose smelled blood and noted gashes from the glass, it had cut her and her landing probably got her a few broken ribs.

Rose said and left the washroom. Arvan was so enraged that he wanted to break everything in front of him. --- Rose went downstairs and she didn't go to her class. She went to another washroom and saw if anyone was there. When she saw there was no one, she closed the door and went to the mirror. She looked at her lips and it was looking okay. She then looked at her right cheek. It was swollen and a finger imprint could be seen. She took a deep breath and put her hand over her cheek.

Rose shook her head at her sister and gave all her attention to the pasta. After the girls had their lunch, they moved out of the mall. Carrying all the bags, they made their way to Lily's car. But much to their dismay, before they could get in, a hand clamped over Rose's mouth roughly. She instantly jabbed her elbow into the person, dropping her bags in the process. Whipping around, she saw a man with his face covered with a mask. He was strong and bulky. She twisted his arm, but since he was stronger than her, he just watched her in amusement.

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