Rose From Miraculous Novels & Stories

"She deserved it! She was so terrified with the rabid dogs barking all around her, even sending a voice message where she was crying so pathetically!" Hearing that, my departed soul turned away, smiling miserably. He was the one who had said he loved me, promising to protect me for the rest of my life and vowing that no one would get to lay a finger on me. He had smiled at me so lovingly when he passed me the black rose seeds. "It is believed that black roses embody a deep and timeless love, just like the love I share with you." Yet, he had a change of heart and loved Lara instead, believing her one-sided claims that I had led a workplace ostracising campaign against her.

Then my father’s voice sliced through again—only to break me completely. “Brace yourself. You’re getting married to Lucas Rodriguez by noon today.” I staggered backward, nearly collapsing. The room tilted. My hand struck a vase by the shelves, and when it shattered, dull red blood dripped from my palm onto the marble floor. They didn’t care. Not one glance. Lucas Rodriguez. The name alone made my knees buckle. I’d heard it whispered before—in boardrooms, in dark corners of the city, in the trembling breaths of people who knew better than to say it aloud. Enough to make men flinch in back alleys and moguls swallow their pride.

He said that that was because of the enormous amount of magic it held and that he could help neutralize that so I didn't have to worry about getting zapped. The rose really was like a magnet, I felt drawn towards its powerful healing magic, Evin then told me to touch one of the petals, he then took my other hand in his while touching the petal with his free hand. The rose began to glow and then we were suddenly surrounded by a halo of blackness, the rose gleamed deep blue along with Evin's eyes. ********

I said as she shut the door. Why would I be happy? That little bitch, Rose, stole my magic, making me nothing but mundane. Rose saved my life by using her powers to remove the bullet from my body, only to take my powers from me right after. So now I am a powerless human that is paralyzed. She knew what she was doing to me; my body couldn't heal by taking my abilities. Death would have been a better fate.

"We had the fundraiser yesterday afternoon." Magarita announced, hoping it would cheer Rose up and luckily it did because she got her head up and Magarita could see a little bit of sparkle in her eyes. Magarita's heart leaped for joy because Rose's eyes had lit up. The young lady wasn't exactly showing she was excited but the sparkle in her eyes was enough. Magarita couldn't wait to tell Rose all about it. She wished she was there to see how excellent and marvelous it went. The fundraiser was beyond successful and she had more news for her but it was one that was going to make the sparkle in Rose's eyes disappear.

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. __________________

We ran towards the garden, I found myself chasing butterflies while my parents cheered excitedly. "Come. I want to show you something" Royce said and grabbed my hand, pulling me excitedly. We got to a lake and royce knelt down, pulling me down along with him. "Look Roselle, what do you see?" he asked,staring at out reflection in the water. I looked back at my reflection, surprised to see that I looked exactly as I did ten years ago, I hadn't even aged one bit. everything was just like it was before, perfect and peaceful. I completely forgot about pain and revenge.

His hand lifted, fingers brushing a loose strand of her hair back from her face with a touch that was almost careful, which somehow made it worse. “You must be a witch,” he murmured. “You’ve put a spell on me.” Rose’s pulse kicked hard, her body betraying her in a way her mind refused to accept. This was insane. She was standing in the middle of nowhere, alone with a man who had just admitted he was a predator, who had killed without hesitation not half an hour ago, and yet… She wanted to be here. “I don’t think that’s how it works,” she said, though her voice came out softer than she intended.

I opened the door just a few inches and saw a small cardboard box sitting on the carpet with no name and no return address, so I pulled it inside and opened the lid while the others crowded around me to see what was inside. Resting on a bed of white tissue paper was a single rose made of delicate glass and the stem was broken in half so it looked dead and jagged, and I knew immediately that it was a message from Elena Romano because that rose was the symbol of the investment firm we had burned down in Berlin.

It’s him! “What have you brought here? Explain yourselves or die.” “Sir, we present you the Red Rose. The huntress you have wanted dead for many years. She came here today, in the guise of a prisoner, with the intention to kill you. We convinced her that we would work for her, knowing that it would allow us to bring her to you, unaware of the danger she would be in. She is at your mercy, to do with as you wish Sir. She also has another identity; this woman is the new Luna of the Blue Flame pack.”