Rose With Thorns Novels & Stories

Every breath feels borrowed. I swim deeper, eyes wide. Coral blooms like underwater cities—spires of pink, orange, and violet. A stingray flutters beneath me, graceful as a silk scarf in the wind. I break through the water, gasping—not from exertion, but emotion. That was so beautiful!

Chapter 11 Kinabukasan, dumating ang bagong impormasyon tungkol sa nangyari kagabi. Habang binabasa ko ang ulat, hindi ko maiwasang mag-isip nang malalim. Ang Red Roses—isang organisasyong bihirang kumilos nang walang matinding dahilan. Ang operasyon nila ay eksakto, walang palpak, at hindi nila pinapayagang may makalabas ng buhay kung hindi nila gusto. Pero bakit tila sila ang sumira sa plano ni Mila?

“For showing me how wonderful life is despite the bad things that happened to me, to us… You still brighten my world.” “You deserve a colorful life, my La Vie En Rose,” I said softly, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. F I N La Vie En Rose officially signing off. La Vie En Rose NicaPantasia ©All Rights Reserved 2024

parang biglang kumulo ang dugo ko, dahil sa boses na narinig ko. Tinignan ko kung saan nanggaling ang boses. Si Noel ay papunta sa direksyon ko, nakasuot ng simpleng puting damit, kayumanggi na pang ibaba, at ang sumbrerong rattan na bagay sa kan’ya. Nagtagal ang tingin ko sa damit niya at hindi ko mapigilang mapangiwi. Hindi talaga siya hardinero. Hapit na hapit kasi ang tela ng damit niya sa kan’yang katawan, halos mapunit na dahil sa laki ng dibdib at braso niya. Teka…

Tumango ako at sumama sa kanila. Iniwan niya ako dito pero alam kong siya ang nagpasunod ng mga bodyguard ko dito. Bago ko iniwan ang Kubo at ang Rosas na bigay niya ay mabilis ko pa itong sinulyapan. The rose and the thorn, and sorrow and gladness are linked together.

“He was too fast. He disappeared.” He pointed to a single, perfect white rose lying on the grave. It was a stark contrast to the somber surroundings, a symbol of purity, of innocence, of loss. The rose was unfamiliar, unexpected, and unsettling. It was a silent message, a cryptic clue, a chilling reminder of the danger that lurked nearby. “Who was that?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper, my gaze fixed on the rose. “Who would leave a flower here? S'ya rin kaya?”

Napakurap ako sa nakitang kaunting dugo sa palad niya at sa rosas. "Uhm, I didn't see the thorns. Sumabit sa tinik ang balat ko," mabilis niyang paliwanag. Tumango ako at hinawakang mabuti ang rosas. "I will just take a bath. Set up your painting tools right now."

she whispered, her voice a hushed murmur that held a world of meaning. Osiris's fingers traced a gentle path along her cheek, his touch a silent affirmation of his love. "No rose, no gesture, can ever capture what we have," he replied, his words a gentle caress that mirrored the sentiment in his eyes. In the tender glow of the night, their unspoken vows hung in the air—a promise to cherish each moment, to weather the storms together, and to revel in the quiet joy of being in each other's arms. As they settled into the soft embrace of their bed, the night whispered promises of dreams and tomorrows. The rose remained a silent witness to their journey—a journey that had been filled with challen

Natawa lang ako at umiling ng maalala ‘yun kami pa ang inaway nito. - Black roses represent strength and courage to fight through life’s toughest moments.

Ang iilan na tao na naroon sa paligid ay nagulat sa nangyari. “Aray…” Ang galit na sabi ni Rose at sya'y bumangon sa kanyang pagka katumba. At sya'y nagsimulang habulin ang Thief. Nagulat at nanlaki ang mga mata ng Thief sa kanyang nakita sa kanyang likuran dahil sumusunod at hinahabol sya ni Rose. Lalong tumakbo ng mabilis ang Thief ngunit si Rose ay patuloy pa rin sa kanyang paghabol.