Rose My Little Pony นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Sarah was speechless for a moment; no word came out of her mouth even though she wanted them to. “You think?” she muttered. “Do you think there was some kind of birth record for supernatural creatures in the middle ages?” Luke was sarcastic at first, but seeing Sarah’s face he reluctantly continued. “Life circle of a phoenix is 500 years. That’s when we can ascend…” “Go on, you can tell me. I won’t tell anyone.” Sarah assured him.

Rose glares at him for a few minutes tentatively, like trying to find the truth of his words, then sniff again. “You are not lying, aren’t you? You really love me?” Rose asked. Alex nods his head. “Yes.” “Pinky promise?” Rose forwards her little finger making Alex confused by her act. “Pinky promise? What is that?” “If you truly love me, you have to pinky promise.” Alex also forwards his little finger and said, “Pinky promise.” Rose’s face brightens by his promise with a wide grin, but the next moment it darkens again.

It’s him! “What have you brought here? Explain yourselves or die.” “Sir, we present you the Red Rose. The huntress you have wanted dead for many years. She came here today, in the guise of a prisoner, with the intention to kill you. We convinced her that we would work for her, knowing that it would allow us to bring her to you, unaware of the danger she would be in. She is at your mercy, to do with as you wish Sir. She also has another identity; this woman is the new Luna of the Blue Flame pack.”

Jayden flips her folds with his right thumb, his other hand caressing her plum breast. She whimpers, her back arcing upward. She’s so sensitive, Jayden realized. “Did she tell you how stubborn we are?” he asked, applying pressure on her clit, teasing her with his calloused thumb. “Did she tell you that once we like someone, we never ever leave them alone?” he smacked her breast lightly. Rita, helpless and sore, cries out. It’s hard to discern the cry. Is it from pleasure or helplessness? She—’

"She deserved it! She was so terrified with the rabid dogs barking all around her, even sending a voice message where she was crying so pathetically!" Hearing that, my departed soul turned away, smiling miserably. He was the one who had said he loved me, promising to protect me for the rest of my life and vowing that no one would get to lay a finger on me. He had smiled at me so lovingly when he passed me the black rose seeds. "It is believed that black roses embody a deep and timeless love, just like the love I share with you." Yet, he had a change of heart and loved Lara instead, believing her one-sided claims that I had led a workplace ostracising campaign against her.

I opened my eyes groggily, the sound of my phone buzzing relentlessly dragged me out of sleep. For a moment, I didn’t even open my eyes — just reached blindly for it, groaning as the vibration refused to stop. When I finally squinted at the screen, the name flashing across it jolted me fully awake. Bluebird Entertainment. My heart skipped.

This wouldn’t be a bad thing if we were in one of the other Realms where there are alternatives to breast milk, but being trapped here in the dark forest doesn't leave me any other options. Rose nuzzles against my breast for a moment before opening her mouth wide and latching on to my hardened nipple as if she has been doing this all of her life. Which I guess technically she has seeing as she was only just born a little over an hour ago. My drifts away from the precious girl gulping down milk and back up to Adam and Morgana, who’s loving gazing is focused on the new Princess of the Demon Realm. Hopefully she gets her father Kenji’s personality because I don’t think I could handle another Le

It has been one month since Rose's birthday. In this one month she didn't get out of her room. But today she's getting ready. As in one hour they have to leave for Silver moon pack. Today is her first fight with the Alpha of Silver moon. Rose wore a black leggings and black sports bra and a loose white t-shirt. She didn't bother to do any makeup, she just pulled her hair up in a messy bun. Rose was streching in her room when she heard a gentle knock on her door.

He held it up to the light, the delicate pen pressed between his fingers - light yet exquisite. "I like it", he turned, staring at the bouquet of blue roses, his gaze complicated. Dylan scratched his head, an awkward laugh escaping his lips. "That... the flower shop i contacted had ran out of chamomiles and only had those". Matthew inhaled, nodding slowly with a low hum. "Thanks" "It was nothing actually, just something that i had to do...out of courtesy", Dylan smiled, waving his hands lightly. They stared at each other silently for a while, neither having a word to say. After a moment, Dylan cleared his throat, his hands running through his thick, strands of hair.

Before Seraphina could answer, the study door swung open with a loud crash. Rodah stood in the doorway, her breathing heavy, her emerald dress slightly wrinkled. She started to talk. I knew she had marched up here to confront me about the breakfast incident, but the moment her eyes landed on Seraphina standing inches away from me, her face turned pale, then flushed with immediate, unbridled fury. "Am I interrupting your little reunion?" Rodah spat, her voice shaking as she stepped into the room. Seraphina didn't skip a beat. The venomous look on her face vanished instantly, replaced by a sweet, sugary, and deeply apologetic expression. She smoothed down her crimson dress and took a step back