Rose Rwby Novels & Stories

Gradually, when her fast-beating heart calmed, she looked across the entire room and cursed her anger. 'Rose although you are my rival in everything still I must agree that you are good at everything, that's why you achieved what you have today.' Riya can see the difference when she planned riot and so many things against Rose she only turned stronger and even helped Alex, but Rose's plan made not only Riya but her surrounding messed up. 'Remember Rose, it's not over yet.' Rose was working in the kitchen of Red Rose cafe while surfing the net and checking the fruit of her planted seeds when an evil smile appeared on her lips. She got Riya tried this hack on her location and finally received

As I put one of my feet inside of the warm and welcoming water filled with the petals of the beloved and most beautiful rose. I sometimes wonder why it has so much love being given to it. It is so imperfect, yet that is its perfection just like all of us--We are perfect and one because of the imperfections of us. I also wonder why a rose just steals my heart every time I look at it--it's just so magnificent. Is it because of the color that it possesses or because of the way it possesses the frail heart of mine? So melted in my thoughts that I was, I didn't realize that I had to get out of the bath to get ready.

I ordered my cousin, and everyone became quiet. When Zuwaira brought one of the blankets, the room was in awe. Parts of it now had beautiful flowers, and they glowed; there was no need to convince them as the vines continued to weave and form, right in their presence. "What kind of witchcraft is this?" someone asked, frightened.

"Audrey, where are you..." The only thing that responded to him was a gust of cold wind. No one paid any attention to him. Only the earth remained in the empty garden. Jeffrey stood on the desolate land, shivering in the face of a head full of stars. "Audrey, do you really leave me?" The wind blew over the leaves of the roses that had fallen to the ground, making a rustling sound. Even the roses were speaking for me. They seemed to express that I didn't want him anymore.

Like I had the power of life and death. The third one, however, I did not allow to burn entirely but only the edge of the petals. Half red and half black. Roses on fire. Suddenly, I let out a hysterical laugh until my cousin walked into the office, perhaps brought on by the smell or even my outbursts. “What the hell are you doing, Rick?” “Killing them!” I replied, keeping my fanatical grin on my face. “Killing roses…” he repeated as he approached. “You okay, bro?”

Elisa said with a smile, staring straight into Roxy's eyes. "If you dare lay a hand on Robert, I, Roxy Sloan, swear that I'll fight Blossom Hall to the bitter end!" Roxy was suddenly enveloped in a shimmering white glow as a formidable pressure surged forth, striking everyone present with a profound sense of dread.

Within seconds… Arawn… The horses… And the haunting sound of the Hunt… Had vanished into the ancient forest. Only one thing remained behind. A single silver feather. Resting in the frost where Arawn had stood. Rowan bent to pick it up. The moment her fingers touched it… She saw a flash of a battlefield beneath a blood-red moon. A woman stood at its center. A great silver Direwolf at her side. And across the battlefield… A much younger Arawn. The vision vanished as quickly as it had come. Rowan stumbled backward, clutching the feather to her chest.

“Okay, that’s enough posturing and manly displays of dominance! Your plan failed; your attack is over! Now leave or die here.” All heads turn to the trees, as we see The Red Rose, walk out of the forest and onto the green. Her red cloak casts a striking image, floating in the breeze as she walks, and the top of her face covered by her hood as always. She has nine kids following her, and one in her arms, holding on as though afraid she will disappear. Also, a bloody blade, is held steadily in her right hand, dripping fresh blood as she walks. ** "Impossible!"

How did it get there? Rain stared down at the rose she had found by her bedside the second the woke up. The scent drifting in the air and causing her to smile. It reminded her of her time in the cabin and Rain didn’t realize how much she missed waking up to the comforting scent of roses until this one was brought to her. Rain silently wondered with a smile, would they still let her go back to the cabin or did Alexander plan to have her stay in the mansion permanently?

A looked crossed his eyes,but it went away as quickly as it came, and soon he was looking at me amused again. "Of course, I didn't anticipate finding raunchy books in a sweet girl's bag, you're definitely right. Noted, I'm never doing that again." I scowled and he smirked. "So Rosie?" He asked, I couldn't help it, I rolled my eyes at that, rubbing at my temples. "No, my name's Rosette, not Rosie. That's childish." "Okay, so Rose. Well that's a pretty name for a very pretty girl, as cliché as it sounds, it's the truth, you're a pretty little flower." And the blush that was barely receding was back again.