Rose Gate Novels & Stories

It was the memory card that he inserted and kept inside his hand. "I'm sorry, Mina. If I didn't protect you and forgive me if I do." I said and gradually peeled off the marked seam on his hand with sharp scissors. It was against my will to do that and I had no right to visit him at his grave because I was able to save him in those moments. After I got the small memory card from him, I also immediately put his grave back in order and I also offered a white rose as a farewell to him and because I know that flower is his favorite. I also left a prayer for him to help us end this crime and punish the people who should be punished, especially the person who did this to him.

I took the first drag and blew the smoke towards her face. That seemed to do the trick, her eyes snapped open. Revealing the puffiness and redness it had hidden. "ah, I see. You want a smoke right? " I lifted the cigarette to her face. Her sullen gaze metamorphosed into a glare. I chuckled softly and took another drag of the cigarette and dispelled the smoke in her face again. Her eyelids fluttered for a few seconds, when she finally glared back at me again, there was moisture shining under her lower lids. I was sure the moisture wasn't because she was crying.

Each place setting is meticulously arranged, with fine porcelain plates and glistening silverware, shimmering under the soft glow of the candlelight. As the candle flames flicker, casting a warm and intimate glow, a centerpiece of vibrant red roses takes center stage. The roses are carefully arranged, their petals unfurling gracefully, radiating a passionate allure. They are nestled in a crystal vase, their fragrance filling the air and weaving a tapestry of romance that envelops the room.

"Leon, something you must remember. Never underestimate the power of the roses in Rossie. They are not just ordinary flowers but guardians of the secrets of this region." Leon felt a bit amused. "Guardians of secrets? What do you mean?" "Each rose petal here has an energy that can sense the presence of people. They protect Rossie from the unwanted and assist those who come with good intentions." Leon nodded, thinking his wife was creating an interesting fantasy tale. However, the atmosphere changed suddenly. The moonlight intensified, and the rose blossoms seemed to radiate a magical power that touched them both. Arren looked at Leon seriously. "Leon, I want you to feel this power. Close you

Adeel said and Azisha got startled by his presence "When did you come? You had time to come." Azisha said "I just came now. Happy birthday Azisha," Adeel said and handed her the Rose bouquet Azisha smiled looking at the Rose bouquet. She is allergic to Roses and Adeel does not even know that. "I can not take them. Sorry I am allergic to them." Azisha said still smiling Adeel took that bouquet and placed it away. "it is ok, you do not have to say sorry. I am sorry I did not knew that you are allergic to them." Adeel apologised to her

Rose gestured for Lily to follow her inside, and then busied herself by the stove, filling a small kettle with water and balancing it carefully on the hob. Lily sat at the kitchen table, resting her head in her cupped hands. “I can hardly say it,” she whispered, eyes fixed on the single white rose kept in a thin, ornate vase in the very centre of the table. It had been given as a gift to Rose’s mother after her birth by an old pack witch, one who Lily had never known. She had offered her the flower as a blessing, along with the promise that it would never wilt. Nobody had believed her to begin with, Rose had told Lily many times, but the flower still bloomed today as it had almost eighteen y

Prince Adam looked surprised. He glanced at the rose with a puzzled gaze. His eyes shifted to me. "Are you giving a beast a rose?" he asked, his voice cold as if it was offensive. I sighed, giving him a nod. "If you keep calling yourself a beast, then what to say? Rose is a sign of purity. The scent of fresh roses can heal the inner stress. It is good for the mind and will give a peaceful sleep." He didn't take it. I thought he didn't like roses, so I moved my hand while saying,

Marcas said all these loving things very sweetly and broke Christian and Roose's argument. When Marcas said all this, Roose looked at him surprisingly and Christian eyes narrowed with anger after listening to all this. Marcas gave the flowers to Roose and Roose took a deep fragrance of that beautiful fresh lily that fragrance changed Roose's mind . She enjoyed that fragrance. She closed her eyes and breathed slowly. And Christian observed her expression angrily.

Yuna was about to answer that when Minerva calmly interjected. "Yuna, let me tell them about the rose field," Minerva decided, making Yuna check on her for a few seconds before nodding. "Sure." She smiled and let the vampire elder share what she knew about the rose. "First of all, I knew them because both Monte Cruz and Escoffier had their background having a unique bond. And as I was saying about the Escoffier Rose Field, it was the only field that contained wolfsbane and silver, which was not good for any one of us. However, for some reason, this type of rose wasn't bad between the family of Orlok and the Escoffier. Since there was no bad effect in them, Rose Ann gave a plant to her vampir

His arm around my shoulders during pack meals. It was—nice. More than nice. It made the mate bond settle. Made me feel—wanted. Chosen. But underneath—the notes. The threats. The knowledge that someone hated me enough to try scaring me away. Grace was waiting in the garden's new section, examining night-blooming plants with the expert eye of someone who'd spent decades cultivating them. "Rose! Nate!" She smiled at us. "Perfect timing. The moonflowers are just starting to bloom. Rose, you're going to love these—they're native to this region but thrive with the right care."