Rose Gate Novels & Stories

The glowing emerald light shifted into a spectrum of colors the Gutter had never seen: deep violets, vibrant oranges, and a green so pure it looked like liquid sunlight. ​"Look!" Kael shouted, pointing toward the edge of the district. ​From the ruins of an old Directorate concrete-block, a flower was growing. It wasn't a crystalline Ash-Born bloom. It was a Rose. A simple, red, fragile rose that didn't need a frequency to survive. It just needed the earth. ​The Great Awakening

I brushed my thumb over the petal and explained, “Why black rose? I want to know.” His eyes were fixated on the rose in my hand as he swallowed before opening his mouth, “Because nothing depicts me better than a black rose. The black rose is a symbolic flower with multiple meanings and interpretations. It represents intensity, darkness, passion, rebellion, and dominance, all of which resonate with my personality. A black rose is also a symbol of mystery, unknown, and unrequited feelings, which perfectly portrays whatever is between us.”

Every surface has been covered in roses of every imaginable color, harvested from Evander’s gardens, both on Terra and in Tara, a mixture of magical and traditional blooms--just like our Rosie, they are a mix of everything. Gideon is already waiting next to my father who is standing as our officiant. As soon as Gideon spies he shakes his head. “It took you two long enough,” he grumbles, although his laughing eyes reveal that he is more amused than upset. “Who ever heard of the groom taking longer than the bride?” “You can’t rush perfection,” I laugh, twirling my mood lighter than it has ever been. Gideon rolls his eyes while Evander snorts at my shoulder.

Marco drove into the gates of La Rosa Nera. The club's neon lights cast an eerie shadow over everything they touched. The club's pathway was a spectacle to behold. An archway adorned with beautiful black roses that resonated with the name of the club, La Rosa Nera (The Black Rose). The petals of these gorgeous flowers glittered and danced under the night sky. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and a fading sensation of danger that lingered.

I know it seems odd to go to the movies in the morning, but he tells me he has a ton of other things planned, so it is just a warm up for the day. After the movies, he takes me to this really pretty indoor botanical garden. There is a huge atrium filled with countless varieties of roses. We walk along the path looking at each one until we get to a variety called Earl Grey. The blooms are light grey with just hints of purple flecks. They are absolutely gorgeous. “Look closer, Baby." He points to the little sign at the base of the bush. There is a little plaque in front of it that says: "This rose bush is dedicated to the Goddess Iokaste by Bronx Mason.”

" Let's just fix your wife." I said with a sigh as I powered up my Rosepast. My eyes turned dark red as I held my hands in prayer to my lips " Rosepast." I whispered into my hand, the skin under my collarbone moves apart as a red glass rose glowing purple appears. I lifted my forefingers and middle fingers to create a triangle. The middle petals of the rose start to rotate as the triangle lights up in a purple flame. " Let the past be seen." The middle petals of my Rosepast stop rotating as the outer petals slowly start expanding.

I was utterly exhausted, yearning for some sleep. Looking out of the skylight, I was met with a vast, colorful sea of roses. The rose garden extended as far as the eye could see, spreading until it reached the horizon. Giselle informed me that Sebastian had employed over a hundred skilled gardeners to cultivate this garden, featuring rose varieties like Juliet roses, Louis XIV roses, Green Lemon roses, Rhodes roses, Pink Countess Eva roses, and many more superior breeds. The tower's top provided the best viewpoint for appreciating the rose garden.

“Actually, I know you will forgive me because you also know how much I love my mom and dad; I am sorry but little more than you and don’t be jealous ok, just take care of them nicely they are with you in heaven.” “Today I came late because of them I was busy otherwise I considerate you first. Thanks for all your help in my hardship.” “And with your blessings, I am very near to my most awaiting goal, just keep your considerate blessings to me always.” Rose finished her prayers and the smile which appeared on her face while talking to lord Jesus has disappeared she once again transforms into the same cold and indifferent Rose. She closed all lights of the café, came out, shut its all door, loc

Calling the council is something, I never wanted to do, they have old fashioned views on rogues that can be called barbaric, even to my taste. “Hello this is the council. Whom may I ask is calling and how may I direct your call?” “This is Alpha Hades Solaris, of the Blue Flame pack. I wish to speak with Elder Montgomery concerning The Red Rose.” “Why may I ask do you wish to speak to him about the Red Rose?” “Because she told us to call him.” “One moment please.” I am placed on hold for a short time, until a male voice sounds across the line. “Alpha Hades, I am Elder Montgomery.”

Kara asked as she noticed Grace’s attention was at the garden. “They are Crystal Roses, no one knows who planted them, or why they keep growing, but aren’t they lovely?” Grace nodded. She considered touching the petal, but she was afraid that it might not take her home. Logically, it could, however on the flipside she might land somewhere far worse. “Yes, lovely,” Grace said and turned to Kara. “Please, tell me the story of Rowan and Phillip meeting.'