Rose Cry Novels & Stories

Rose As tears start to fall from my eyes, I remain frozen at my spot; somehow surprised to hear his voice. My eyes wandering around—trying to find if he's actually here, watching me but I see nothing, causing me to cry even more. I want to hear more of him, I want to hear from him, I want him here. ''How's my Rose?''

Just like me, all he could do was listen to the cries. He fought to break through, throwing himself at the barrier like a wild animal, but it was useless. Eventually, he sank to the ground, defeated. On his knees, head bowed, his tears hit the cold stone like raindrops. Over and over, he whispered my names— "Wendy…" "Rose…" For a long time, I couldn't tell who he was grieving for. Wendy? Or Rose? A low rumble of thunder rolled across the sky. Then the clouds broke. Rain poured down in torrents.

she assured Rory. “There’s a video of me from last night and it’s making rounds,” Rory managed to cry in a choked whisper. A feeling of panic gripped Rosalie and she stood up immediately. She reached for her own phone quickly. “I have not seen any video,” she said, scrolling. “I don’t think you’re going to see the video. It’s probably just for us in high school or juniors and seniors- oh I don’t know!” Rory broke down again. “Please, Bun. You’re going to give yourself a headache if you keep crying this way,” she pleaded. “I promise, I’m going to handle everything. Give me a moment.”

Crying will only massage his ego. So I bit my lower lip as my body trembled with frustration. He noticed. “How hard are you trying not to cry right now? Pathetic. He died right beside you and you couldn’t save him. You didn’t even notice.” The dam broke. I couldn't help anymore. “Please — tell me it’s a joke.” “Huh?” He raised a brow, surprised at my sudden switch and plea. I looked up at him, hot tears streaming down my cheeks.

Rose laughed at his remarks. *****

I'm going to explode. "Oh, you think it's cute? T_that's new. The good type of new, I mean, thank you. Wait, is that the good reply? If it isn't then_" "You're doing it again" "Doing what?" "You're blushing" "No, I'm not" "You are, you're literally red right now" "Can you stop?" "Not when you look like little ketchup packet" *.*.*.* Who knew spending more minutes parked in front of an ice cream van would cause the rain to come pouring down fast and who knew that would also cause the car to breakdown?

How did it get there? Rain stared down at the rose she had found by her bedside the second the woke up. The scent drifting in the air and causing her to smile. It reminded her of her time in the cabin and Rain didn’t realize how much she missed waking up to the comforting scent of roses until this one was brought to her. Rain silently wondered with a smile, would they still let her go back to the cabin or did Alexander plan to have her stay in the mansion permanently?

I'll be the rose empress. After 8 hours of washing and drying, I look and my new hair and wear my dress, it was perfect. I had a highlight of yellow and orange as it blends with the red it creates an illusion as if my hair was made of fire. I smile at the end product then I heard a knock on my door and saw Mark pop his head in, I look in his direction, seeing his mouth hangs open. I chuckled at his expression and jokingly said "Close your mouth, don't let the mosquito in."

One last time I stared at the new Siren Weapon before me. I then walked out. A familiar laughter caught my ear as I walked toward the sitting room. Eight appeared before me embracing my legs. “Rin!” he yelled. I froze as my eyes stayed locked on Rosie who was carrying Kalo. The moment she saw me her eyes widen. “What happened to you?” she asked pushing the door behind her close with her foot. “Where is your hair?” “I got rid of it, after all we both can’t have long hair,” I sharply said.

On the other end was Rose holding onto the chain. “Tch! What now? Can’t you just let me leave?” Crymillia was getting angry now. But she also noticed something different about her as well. Rose’s left eye and a part of the left side of her hair were deep red in colour, similar to Crymillia’s. ‘Is it really true?’ Rose held the chain with only one hand while her heterochromia eyes gave a cold stare at Crymillia. She lifted her other hand and another magic circle white in colour was summoned.