Rose Of Death Novels & Stories

‘Hey why are you walking like the dead ones’? ‘The dead ones?’ ivory asked with question marks all over her face ‘what are those, are they zombies’. ‘I don’t know what zom…be is but the dead ones are an army of dead people created by dark witches five hundred years ago, the dead walks pretty slow but one scratch from them and you’re one of them too’ Natasha explained. ‘Definitely zombies’ ivory murmured. ‘So why are you walking like the dead ones’ Natasha asked. ‘Would you join my team, I’m creating a team with whom I would go to Buklime Mountain with to go gather some herbs and more importantly the ice lotus for merit points’

She couldn't even bring herself to break the annoying alarm clock as this one was a customized one. The particular clock had a voice which always started with a sweet voice,"wakie wakie baby.... Rise and shine my queen..." But that was not the only reason, the reason we're never the words...nope... not at all... The reason was the voice... It belonged to Rudra... She still finds it a mystery to solve that how her friend caught a hold of Rudra's voice that too such sweet one... Groaning, she picked up her alarm clock on her nightstand, Sakshi looked at the time and said,

"In case you don't know why I hate you. It's before you're the one to bring an end to black magic" "Wh......wh" Rose pushed the sword deeper until she gave up the ghost. After making sure she wasn't alive, Rose asked for the body to be disposed of. Although her body was disposed of, it got missing, a few hours later and no one could say what happened. **

Rose sighed and watched them being surrounded Charlotte saw that they were surrounded and cussed inwardly. Since Rebirth she has always scaled through smoothly and has never experienced any failure. But whenever Rose appears she keeps facing all kinds of bad luck. She just didn't know why Rose won't die, she really doesn't want to believe that no matter what she does she is unable to defeat Rose. Even after throwing her into the packs of Zombies, she survived while Ryan ended you turning into a Zombie. She hates Rose so much that she can't wait to skin her alive and show her who was given a second chance by Heaven to change her destiny.

"Things feel rather easy right now, dying with my beloved woman. I'd like to which of our guns are faster, yours or mine." He gently held up Rosalie's hand and kissed it. "Rose, we've been through thick and thin. In the afterlife, I'll continue fighting with Justin over you. We'll see which of us will be the ultimate victor." "Theo, kill him, quick!" Rose yelled. "Don't bother about me! Kill him and tear him to pieces! Make sure his soul is completely annihilated, so he won't stand a chance at getting reincarnated!" Rosalie's wrath burst forth at that moment as she yelled at the top of her lungs, completely losing control of herself.

Kyle asked Crystal this after what she just initially said about Rose being distinct, and deadlier than the rest of the Steeles. And to this, Crystal said, "Fire has a voice. And so does the cold, and the sea. The earth we step on does speak...as do the wind. To understand Rose, one must start from the beginning. You see, we are voices. Mere whispers of creation, but Rose makes up the voices of the dead, and the whispers of blood. She is more strengthened with each kill from the past, and they call her the red one because of what she represents. Blood."

I looked at her and nodded. I did everything I can do. But in the last part, I stopped. There's a rose on the table. But not an ordinary rose. Because this type of rose has magic in it. Within 1 minute this rose will turn into a monster. It's dangerous not because it can turn into a monster. But it will use your weakness against you before it kills you. "Kill the rose." I heard Drake said. I took a deep breath before stepping closer to it. I held it trembling. As I held on to it some memories entered my mind. Memories I don't want to remember anymore.

Everyone calms down. "Hello everyone." She said loudly "My name is Rosaline Campton. Or as most of you would know me as Rose Campton, Daughter of Rebecca and Jaxon Campton." Most of the crowd gasped, as she said her name. "THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE, I KILLED MOST OF THE PUREBLOODS." Riftan roars standing up, Riley growling loudly.

Gradually, she picked up a little rose and brought it to her nose, inhaling the soothing and fresh fragrance of it, she brought it before her gaze, and instantly the red rose turned a pitch black in her arms, and slowly, it faded into ashes and the specks of dust flee across the sky. "He was never like a rose, always been dark" she scoffed and picked up a sunflower, putting it into her basket with a smile. "It's either you come out or I came you" she turned sharply and her eyes flashed a furious shade of gold and a being appeared before her. Skin pale as the dead, pupils whitish and, hair pale, she frowned in contempt. "You are repulsing, Dya" The dead flesh scoffed. "I try to survive, Maye"

Ralphie carefully asked. “Deathly Blood.” With grim swirling around her, she sinisterly replied and then added. “Don’t worry, uncle, I will let you kill him, but let me play with him first.” “If you say so.” Ralphie sinisterly agreed, making me and Rose Ann shake our heads at how their killing instincts played around. ***