Rose Of Death Novels & Stories

Because all that days revolving like memories in my mind after the death of mom and dad. .. . . Suddenly, all of the views and houses and children have disappeared. There is no light remaining. It is full darkness. No one was there. The road is empty and houses appear like ghosts' houses. Rose walks alone and runs here and there to find her house. She badly forgot everything and does not know what to do and where to go??? His brother who walked along with her disappeared and nobody was there. Suddenly, a gate opened and a little girl ran into the house. Rose ran and followed that little girl and knocked on that door where she was going. The gate was covered in black color and everywhere it w

I swiftly grabbed my silver knives from my boots and dug it into his back , slicing through his skin and pulling it out swiftly and he fell to his knees ‘’You think a little bit of wolves bane and silver will end me , I’m an original wolf you bitch ‘’ Rox cursed out as he struggled to get up with the help of the table in the office I chuckled and punched him in the face saying ‘’ believe me you’d wish it was the wolves bane and silver that killed you ‘’ With that I grabbed his hair and dragged him out to the balcony ‘’Who are you .... what are you ? I can’t even catch your scent. You don’t even have an aura ‘’ Rox asked trying his best to stay on his feet I laughed reaching for the syringe i

It was such a beautiful moment that when I went down on one knee, I actually shed a tear! I grabbed the bouquet of the black roses from my side and smiled evilly. The black rose is a mysterious bloom that can convey many meanings. The color black has often been synonymous with death and mourning and is usually used at funerals. But black roses do have more meaning as well. They can stand for the beginning of new things and major changes. Dear darlo, I assure you that nightmares will become your reality. It will dance in front of you and with you constantly. It will also sing a lullaby for you in your sleep. It will never leave you alone.

My whole body reacts quickly—pulling onto the man once more. All of a sudden, I find myself stabbing onto his lower abdomen; causing him to groan loudly in pain. He has both of his eyes looking straight at mine, making me see the last moments before his death. I've been through this a lot, seeing people as they drop dead down onto the ground, I don't seem to mind at all. I glance up at Rose, her eyes looking down at the dead body as she tries to control her breathings. Without further ado, I grab onto her hand but just as we start to run deeper into the woods, I see someone aiming her from afar—making me push her away.

He stayed in the car and waited. Holding a bouquet of white roses, Daisy slowly walked through rows of gravestones until she stopped in front of the one tucked away in the farthest corner. The stone bore only Dario's name and the years of his birth and death. In the photograph, he had on a black suit. His distinct features were exactly the same as the first time Daisy had met him. She placed the white roses in front of the gravestone and stood there silently for a long time. Finally, she said softly, "When I said I wouldn't forgive you, I meant it. But I don't hate you anymore either. Rest in peace."

“Uhm… oh, I meant I have things to do, so I don’t have a particular day.” Just then, I immediately walked out the door, heading down through the elevator, It was almost 12 AM, and Rose would take over her body soon, I had only a limited time to enjoy myself. FUCK!! I took a cab and went back home, sneaking inside quietly, I didn’t want that bitch’s parents asking useless questions but fortunately or unfortunately the motherfucking asshole of their daughter Rose couldn’t wait, taking over her body before I could even drop my bag. And yeah… Rose is finally in charge now.

In the corner, there was a line of tiny words that read: My rose has finally come to me. My hand trembled as I brushed the canvas, tracing the girl I had once been. Dozens of versions of myself stared back at me, each painted with devotion, each frozen in time. My mind spun. 'What does this mean?'

Rosa did it again and again until Angie bled from her nose and mouth, her face red and slightly swollen from the impact. “That is for thinking that I would ever kill you. You are feeling so much pain in that chest of yours, right? That you badly want you to stop. I want you to keep remembering how much of a selfish bitch you are. I want that guilt to stay with you until you can't take it anymore. Death is too little for your punishment.” Rosa’s voice trailed off, beginning to crack. She continued, “You should die holding on to that guilt for the rest of your life and you keep fighting…”

REJECTED Rose's parents gave him deaf ears because the more he apologized, the angrier they got. It was hard for them to behold his presence as it made them imagine his guts for still apologizing after causing the demise of their daughter. Rose's father, Mr. Gabriel almost strangled him to death but was held back by his wife.

[Kaden] As I walk back to the car Coby pulled his car out the narrow road, I opened the back door. My heart stopped as I didn't see Rose anywhere. "Rose!" I yelled slamming the door close. My eyes move back to the two guys over the ground and I moved around in search of her, The relief that washed over my heart when I saw her back towards me. I walked near her. "Rose?" I touched her hand. "I am sorry you had to see that" She bites her lip.