Novel & Cerita Rose Madder Novel

A Different Kind of Darkness After leaving Court, Rose becomes a different kind of Darkness. With the help of a few new friends and a few old ones, Rose wreaks havoc on Strigoi, but will all that Darkness comes the light only he can bring. In the Eyes of Roza If green is good and gold is bad, why does she have both? Dimitri's move to America is accompanied with mysterious happenings. Can he get to his Roza before she turns gold? The fate of his life lies in the eyes of Roza. ~Victoria

The smoke, the fire, the lies—none of it mattered when he looked at her like that. His fingers brushed her cheek, slow and reverent. “I tried to stay away from you,” he said. “But you didn’t.” Their lips met in a crash of heat and confusion, need and fury. Her hands tangled in his hair. His mouth was urgent, devouring, worshipping. The kiss deepened, wild and consuming, like the fire roaring through the mansion. He pinned her against the wall, his hands exploring every inch of her with desperate intensity. She gasped as he kissed down her neck, her collarbone, pushing the fabric of her maid’s uniform aside like it offended him. Their breaths mingled in a haze of lust and smoke.

"Mickey, you're finally here. I was so scared. I had another nightmare. Tell me—tell me I escaped. Tell me I wasn't violated, right?" She clutched at him, desperate for reassurance. Her doe-like eyes shimmered with fear. Mickey wrapped her in his arms and gently stroked her back. "You got away. No one laid a finger on you. Don't be afraid, Rose. I'm here." Rose? Mickey, the woman in your arms—do you really believe she's your beloved Rose? Don't you know Rose is already dead? You killed her. My eyes stung as I watched another woman take my name and identity. And I could do nothing.

“You’re such a lucky woman. Marrying Duke... the perfect man. Don’t you think, girls?” Her gaze flicked over her shoulder, and Rose’s eyes followed hers. But when she did, something strange happened as her gaze darted from one maid to the next. The air shifted. Her vision wavered, the edges of the hall blurring, as though someone had tilted reality just slightly off its axis. And then- She heard them. Distinct voices, layered and whispering inside her skull. The first was soft, dreamy. 'Lady Rose looks even more radiant today… She and Mr. Sallow are such a perfect couple. I hope I find a love like that one day.'

Chapter Seven: A BREACH IN SECURITY Rojean opened her eyes, her hands shielding them from the glare of the light from the window which curtains were opened. Her phone kept buzzing that caused her to wake up from her slumber. It didn’t bother her as she didn’t really have the time at the moment to go over any thought process but once she took a peek at her phone and Krister was constantly sending her messages, she sat up and breathed out. She realised that it was a quarter and a half past 7 and that it was too early to be dealing with Krister’s business but nevertheless she called him up to know what was going on.

He clenched his jaw to control himself. Zachariah kissed his mark on her neck making tingles appear on Rose's skin. "Now now, tell us who told you about mating?" Vladimir asked Rose. His voice with a hint of darkness in it which made Rose gulp. Rose looked at them nervously. Looks like she is in great trouble now. *** Your thoughts on the chapter? Do tell me in the review box or comment it here

Rose looked so excited, I had to chuckle. “You know you’re obsessed,” I told her. “Obsessed with what?” Nate asked. “Rose here reads and writes werewolf porn,” Kimi answered. I snorted at her description of Rose’s reading preferences. “It is not porn,” she tried to defend herself. “Yes, some of them have very steamy sex scenes, but the storyline is more about finding love, and fighting rogues.” “I have no clue what you’re talking about,” Nate said with a shake of his head.

My mind is not at rest , knowing that Rosemary is alone and is cold. After excusing myself , I walk through the maze like garden. It place is truly magnificent – the flowers , the white stones that are decorated on each pathways , the little lamps that outline the pathways for people at night ; it is imply amazing. I make my way to the water fountain , to find that she is no longer there. Though the palace is safe , I can not help but get a bad feeling. Something catches my eyes , droplets of blood painted onto the white stones. I follow the droplets till my eyes lay on a frightful sight.

“Welcome to the fight, prima.” Marco’s voice was weak but real. “You’re a Vasquez.” I kissed Rosa’s forehead, blood and tears mixing. “My sobrina.” Alexander’s arm encompassed us. “Our home.” Lila’s nod was solemn. “Our army.” But the subway grate hissed. A single red thread drifted out. It landed in the ash. And wrote, in Rosa’s handwriting: VOLUME VII: THE NEW BLOOD. Rosa’s chest burned. She looked down.

"Hm?" The man approached Mawar and whispered, "Hot." Rose swallowed hard. She was single and never interacted with men all her life. Suddenly she smelled a pleasant masculine scent, making Rose's heart beating fast. "Ah, it's hot. Here, eat marshmallows." Innocently, the stranger picked up a packet of marshmallows and left. At this moment, Rose also fell in love. ***