Rose From Miraculous Novels & Stories

A red rose is not selfish because it wants to be a red rose. ✾ “Your arm?” I blink reluctantly at the woman in front of me. Biting my bottom lip, I slowly raise my hand and show her my wrist. She grabs onto it, pulling it towards her. She smiles at me, or I think she does, the only part of her that I could see either way was her lips, the bottom part of her nose, and everything below her ankles. Then she pulls a small sharp pen from her pocket, stabs it on my wrist, making me flinch. The pen starts turning red, and just like that she had taken some of my blood.

Not something Eclipsa would choose but I'm guessing choices are limited in wherever they are. "I love you guys. Please tell them when you see them. I love you all so fucking much. It hurts." "I'm sure it does. But you'll be fine. Anastasia, you need to finish this. The alpha won't believe you, so you've been gathering proof. It's in the roses. Check the roses. Okay?" I pulled back, and her thumb brushed over my eyes. "You've always been different from us. We're here with you, Ana. You can get to us whenever. I'm not sure how. There's something different about where we are. We're dead, but also trapped somewhere bad. But I know we're with you."

Diana Rose POV - “Miracle!” Before I could run to Miracle, I saw Ronald was hugging Miracle to protect Miracle from the gun bullets. The rain of gunfire stopped at the same time as Ronald fell to the floor while bathing himself in blood. “Ronald! Miracle!” I was full of worry and shouted as I ran towards them. “Mommy, Papa doesn’t want to get up!” Miracle said, crying. “We’re still going to eat, aren’t we?”

She ran to the kitchen, stopping short when passing by the bathroom mirror and seeing herself. It had been a long time since she'd seen her face. It was young and beautiful—she looked like a blossoming rose. She was only 22 in her world. The memories of her love with Michael as well as the pain and torment he'd brought her seemed to have had a veil pulled over them. She couldn't recall them clearly, nor could the emotions she'd once felt get through to her. Nothing in her life had changed, aside from the sudden influx of money in her account and the bubbling in the pot.

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You

"Because you saw too much. And because I’ve seen you. Truly seen you. Since the first moment you walked into this house, all fire and fury hidden beneath a maid’s uniform. I knew I’d have to choose between my mission and..." He touched her cheek, his fingers rough and warm. "...and you." Inés’ breath hitched. The fire roared outside the door, but the only heat she felt now was his proximity. His lips hovered near hers, hesitation tightening his jaw. "Kiss me," she breathed, shocking even herself. His mouth crushed against hers, wild and desperate, like a man starved for oxygen. She dropped the poker, fingers clutching at his shirt. Their bodies collided, and Esteban lifted her effortlessly,

I looked at her and nodded. I did everything I can do. But in the last part, I stopped. There's a rose on the table. But not an ordinary rose. Because this type of rose has magic in it. Within 1 minute this rose will turn into a monster. It's dangerous not because it can turn into a monster. But it will use your weakness against you before it kills you. "Kill the rose." I heard Drake said. I took a deep breath before stepping closer to it. I held it trembling. As I held on to it some memories entered my mind. Memories I don't want to remember anymore.

My eyes were still tightly closed. "stop...no...your breath stinks "I heard myself muttering that consistently. I heard a dark chuckle and the warm thing on my jaw moved slowly, slightly teasing upwards. "Here's the rope you asked for tiger." A female voice interrupted. He stepped away from me. My legs gave way underneath me and I slowly buckled to the floor. My hair was already messy and matted and annoyingly sticking to my face.

He pulled away enough to look into my eyes with a gentle gaze. "I feel... perfectly fine. It happened all of a sudden. What happened?" He asked and I smiled, sinking into his arms. "I'm so glad you're okay," I breathed. "A miracle." We both turned around to see Rose walking in with a smile on her face. "You have managed to heal everyone inside this building. You should feel faint soon. You released a large amount of energy after all," she said. The words had barely left her lips when my knees gave out. Rai steadied me immediately, scooping me into his arms to lay me down on the bed.