Rose From Miraculous Novels & Stories

“But more than that, we have another lead on how to defeat her.” “You do?” I asked, and Alaric paused, glancing at the Elder. “I do,” Elder Miriam picked up the glass of freshly squeezed orange juice and took a sip, making a brief split-second face before putting the cup down. “We can remove the powers that Rosalie has so desperately stolen over time. And we can make sure she never has to perform dark magic again. What’s more… we can find a way to excise that beast from her body.” Beast?

I stared out over the balcony, watching the horizon darken as the sky bruised into unnatural purple. “No,” I whispered. “If she rises, the world will fall.” “But the prophecy” “The prophecy predicted the rise of the Moon-Blessed,” I interrupted. “It never said what rises with them.” That shut him up. The final tremor was small delicate, almost affectionate. The stone beneath my feet warmed. She was close enough to touch the world again. “Clara,” Mavryn breathed, “what do we do?” I turned, power rolling off me in a cold, precise wave.

The teacher said and Oorvi nodded holding the flower bouquet in her hands and took few deep breaths She just said she won't faint now because her head started to spin badly. She drank some more water to calm herself. She walked towards the guest and hand him the bouquet with a small smile and said " Welcome to our college Mr..." she could not complete her sentence as suddenly everything turned black around her as she lost her consciousness despite trying hard to stay awake and got saved by… ********************** Excited to know what happened next? Next chapter will be published soon enough Till then Leave reviews on the book and comment on the chap

Rosemary- I don’t know what came over me when I woke from my days of slumber. I saw Lucifer was no where to be found and I had an extreme yearning to be with him. I stumbled out of the tent and didn’t even realize I was naked until I was walking towards him in the fountain. He looked delicious and when he came to my rescue and brutally murdered my attackers I wanted to repay him somehow. He treated me with such tenderness and kindness, not at all what I was expecting. Now here he was in all his glory smoking his cigarette looking like a chiseled Viking god. I’m glad he was my first. Our bodies intertwined perfectly together. I let out a slight giggle in realizing I gave my virginity to the d

[Rose] I stared at the door wondering who It might be, I walked towards the door but I couldn't open it. I was so scared. What if it was him? "Rose?" I hear Kaden'svoice, My hand immediately swung the door open. Because I was shocked he was here. Why? Why did I feel so relieved when I heard his voice through the door? Was It because he was the first person other than Carried who helped me? Was It because I was starting to trust him?

My beautiful, unique rose. - - - - - -

I was curious and saw him grin. "By the way, my name is Robin Wright." He introduces himself and extends his right hand to shake hands with me. I was stunned by his hand and I really felt his grip. I can't seem to stop myself anymore. Is this what they say, love at first sight?

Blake looked upon his wife’s smile and sighed. “Rosaline, if you have something to say, then say it. How long have you possessed Claire?” Blake looked at Claire’s eyes to notice them being golden. “Rosaline, is that you?” Maia asked, surprised. “In the flesh, so to speak,” Rosaline said through Claire. “How have you been, dear friend.” “Oh, I don’t know. Killed, laid dormant for a millennium, and then resurrected and had the best sex a girl could ever dream about last night, you?” Maia replied with a bit of sarcasm.

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?''

By dawn, the news of Rosa’s latest miracle swept across Country N like wildfire. The royal envoy’s daughter, once declared incurable, had woken, laughing softly with her nurse, her limbs no longer rigid, her breathing steady. But for Rosa, the moment was more than a professional victory. It marked the completion of her soul's first contract. The hundredth soul had been healed. Yet instead of celebration, Rosa felt a quiet shift, deep within her core. Something had been unlocked. Not magic. Not fantasy. Just a soul’s awakening.