Rose Of Death Novels & Stories

(Squad Leader Agent Rosee @ 01) Squad leader Agent Rosee, didn’t even be able to feel any discomfort, because in the room there is not even a semblance of dead bodies at all, instead in the middle of the room, a pile of blood red meat were piled up. Every living things in the room were shredded to death. After throwing a torn fire magic scrolls at the pile, Agent Rosee went back to do her work on looting everything, and then went ahead and staging the entire assault into a scenario of internal conflict.

I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t move. Rose is dead.

The rouges paused when her sweet voice turned to ice cold “Well…well…well…you want to know what I’m gonna do?” She asked as she moved a step. Her eyes were glowing gold by now as she told them exactly what she would do “I will kill you and have fun doing it…” She said in a still cold voice. The rouge laughed and then shifted back to wolf form before lunging at her. Rose was quick to grab the rouge by the maw and rip him in half. Blood poured over the ground as she tossed the two halves to the sides. The other rouges growled and crossed the lake to attack her. Rose felt a sharp pain in her abdomen and a gush of fluid hit the ground and run down her leg.

“She's my lady.” “That's so... charming.” Quick as lightning, the blade was pressed against my throat. I gasped, feeling the hair-thin edge dig into my flesh ever so lightly. “And you know what's even more charming? A dead girl. Especially if that girl was a pain while alive. They're beautiful as corpses- just like a rose. Blood-red and silent as the grave.” “I actually pre- prefer freesia. Roses are cliché-”

“Then I’ll see unto it, Gennivier.” Taking a deep breath, as the eerie wind calls out to her, seven black roses from hell falls from the sky and gently unto her hands. Where the six represents the six points of the inverted star and the location of the spell she cast upon the land, and the 7th to be the death temple where the gate and the eye will meet. Smiling as the black roses change their color to the distinct title of the seven, she knew, she looks up at the full moon as the stage is set to introduce the seven roses. “Let us see how this one goes.”

Liana asked, confused. The student approached the rose and quickly cut her palm. She dripped her blood on the rose. Our eyes widened from being a white rose to blood-colored. "It's the symbol of Queen Raven. She always puts something like this on her victims. Yes. It may look beautiful and ordinary. But you should not let its appearance deceive you. That rose is unusual. When it is shed with blood, from being white, it turns red. When you touch that rose, you will die. It's laced with a potent poison. And the only cure is in the hands of Queen Raven because she made that rose herself. She is also the one who made the poison." The student explains.

"What are we going to do? They must be his friends. It's all because of me." “I’m sorry, he did die, of course. He died. I can see his divine brain.” Then she continued screaming. Rose yelled at Maya: "Just shut up." Rose fell silent at once. The club was empty now and there were only some terrifying men standing in front of her. Wow, that's just wow. She smiled at the men in front of her. Rose raised another bottle. It had been a long time since she last had such fun: "And now which of you, bitches, wants to die first?"

"You murdered your own sister because you were afraid of what she represented. You murdered my mother because she chose a life you couldn't control. And now you're here to finish the job? You’re late, Seraphina. Twenty years too late." "Rosa was not murdered; she was pruned. She was a diseased branch on a divine tree, and you are the rot that followed," Seraphina said, her shimmering hand moving through the air like a blade. The frost on the walls surged forward, forming into jagged spears that pointed directly at Sofia’s throat. "I have watched you from the Eldergloom, hoping the filth of this city would consume you. I hoped the vampires would drain you until there was nothing left but dust

She didn’t change her password. “Miss Rose, why your laptop’s password is the red rose?” Alex asked. “This is the name of my cafe, which is dear to my heart. I made my identity with my cafe. People recognize me as the owner of the Red Rose cafe and I loved it the most.” Rose answers with so many emotions. “Red Rose is so dear to you, that you are using it as your a sign on the victims’ body whom you are murdering brutally? Are you proud of this also?” Riya again sneers at her, she is hating the word ‘Red Rose’ to the core.

He linked his pinky with mine, sniffling quietly. “Pinky promise.” A soft smile curled up on my lips. My fingers loosened from around his, but before my hand dropped, he held on tighter. “Daddy’s here, Rosalina.” That was the last thing I heard, before darkness dragged me under.