Rose Under Fire Book Novels & Stories

Ruslan cried out as he kept glancing at the fire. "Shit the fuck up and sit down. Don't acting like a baby. You are distracting me." I told him angrily. "The fire is fast approaching." He panicked. "I am doing my best." I was also afraid but I let my confidence lead. Then the fire reached us and....... * How do you like this chapter? Please vote and comment!!!!

“Don’t say that, Ma’am. We can start again… we can rise—” “Rise?” Rosemary stared at her with hollow eyes. “How many times must I rise only to be knocked down again? Every time I try, someone destroys me. Cassandra wins, Mila. She wins completely.” --- Across town, Cassandra lounged in her private room, watching the fire coverage on television, a satisfied smile on her lips. “Fire can be the perfect cleanser sometimes,” she murmured. “Now, even if Rosemary tries to prove herself, she has no ground to stand on.”

The mounting emotions drive her to take decisive action. With a sudden burst of determination, Rose snatches the torn book from Alexa's hand and forcefully pushes her away. Alexa stumbles, on the verge of tripping, but is saved by Felicia, who swiftly intervenes to prevent any further harm. The professor, appearing at that moment, witnesses the chaotic scene unfolding before him, his voice booming with surprise and concern. He demands an explanation from Rose, using her full name, "Rose White! What the hell is happening here?"

“Where have you been? Not hurt, are you? Burnam was asking for you.” “He found me, all right,” said Joe bitterly. “Is the camp burned out? Who set it on fire?” “Why, nobody!” said the other woods-rider. “What made you think of such a thing? It was an accident—carelessness, rather. The nigger that tends the pump went off and left it while the still was working. The engine went wrong and stopped running water into the retort. It got hot, and the top of the still blew off. The red-hot rosin flew like rain, and the whole place was afire in two seconds. Where were you all the time?”

The forest recoiled. And he moved. Fast. Not like Orion. Not like anything she had seen before. He didn’t cross the distance— He *was* suddenly there. Right in front of her. His hand lifted— Not striking. Not yet. Reaching. For her. Rose didn’t move back. Didn’t flinch. Didn’t hesitate. She stepped forward— Into it. And the fire answered. --- Not in a burst. Not in an explosion. But in something deeper. Something older.

The marsh beyond the hollow walls stirred as if holding its breath. She felt everything. Rowan’s fury. Lucien’s hunger. Her own rising storm. She lifted her hands—fire and frost blazing in perfect symmetry. The marsh answered. Roots erupted through the floor in long, twisting spears. Fire burst from her palms in a column of gold, but frost intertwined with it—blue-white veins snapping through the flames like ice lightning. Wolves howled as frost sealed their paws to the stone, while the fire seared the air around them.

she hesitates, “me?” Holding her hand tighter, I nod as the past burns through me with hissing, spitting flames. For the first time in years, I let myself relive the fire, the small snippet of it I was exposed to before the fire department got me out. To think, it was all because Aunt Rosa had a romance with a criminal. “I think we can both agree you’ve got no business telling me who to fall for now,” I say after a long pause. “I just wanted to keep you safe.”

What she saw stunned her, sunny could feel her breaths getting heavier than her eyes came in contact with the scene outside, fire was everywhere, men laid on the ground, hopefully not dead, another loud blast drew a scream from her as she placed her hand on her head, the door burst open and for a moment her heart sank, but then she saw Rosa. “Rosa..” she whispered “Venire “Rosa said gesturing her over, she assumed it was for her to come (Come) She nodded Sunny moved quickly towards Rosa, with her feet moving swiftly. Rosa reacted by grabbing her hands and dragging her down the hall. Smoke filled the entire house, indicating they were under attack. Another loud blast made Rosa and sunny get d

A book containing information about flowers and plants. Red Roses could mean love and passion. But fifty roses is a different meaning. A love that has no bounds. Her fantastical world erupted and everything suddenly burned down to ashes. What is going on? The visions were becoming too much of a reality when Iris can feel the heat of the fire. The banner and roses were burning and an evil laugh echoed throughout the air. This time it was a much clearer voice, it was a female's laughter. "The past is the only way...go and find it."

*** "Sebastian? Sebastian! Sebastian where are you?" Gosh, where could he be? Zeke took the stairs to the back and proceeded to the green house. "Sebastian!" He called as he entered. He heard some rustling ahead by the rose plantation so he approached. He sighed he relief when he saw Sebastian sitting on a bench by the rose flowers. "Here you are." Sebastian didn't raise his head to him. Zeke joined him on the bench. Non of them said anything for the first two minutes until Zeke broke the awkward silence.