Rosemary Homestuck Novels & Stories

I didn't need this shit so early in the morning. "Mm... you seen the little Blossom yet?" Tyler laughed. Fuck sake. Blossom was a girl from the Blood Moon pack, her father was their former Alpha and her brother had taken over 4 years ago when he was 21. She was small, and sweet. Her hair was always tied up in a ribbon and she was always reading... or doing work. She never really spoke to anyone. I'd only ever seen her with two people. And I had to admit, I'd had a crush on her as soon as I'd laid eyes on her. But I always felt guilty in the back of my head.

In the twenty-seventh hour after Chen Boyan escaped from prison, the police sent out fifteen drones, nearly half of the police dog police force, after the carpet search of the whole blockade, still did not find half a trace of him. The man left incomparably arrogant, before leaving, but also with the blood of the escorting police officers, leaving the following words. I'll recapture my rose. I'll recapture my rose. Who is this "rose" referring to ...... A group of police officers in the conference room looked at me in unison. "Even if you look at me like that." I held my arms and shrugged. "I can only prove that Chen Boyan is just a love brain." Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to ask m

She took a quick glance into the plate and looked away sullenly. "Won't you eat? Oh I see, you're handcuffed...hahaha."I moved behind her and untied the rope. I discovered that I had tied the rope too tightly, the rope had eaten into her skin. She rubbed her hand, trying to get blood circulation in her hand. I stubbed my cigarette, then told her: "Eat up", and then walked out of the room, making sure to lock the door after me. VANESSA

“You okay, bro?” “Never better. Take a closer look at this rose. What do you see?” I asked him, waving the half-dead burnt flower in his face. “Just a burnt flower and an odd cousin. Are you sure you are, ok? You don’t seem so” He was being overly concerned. I walked around the table and ended up standing right in front of him. “Take a second look!” I insisted in an even more persuasive tone. “Okay, I’ll help you a little. This burnt flower, as you call it, is my next victim,” I explained as I lasciviously stroked the burnt velvet petals.

Outside, in the garden, the rosemary stood in its corner of the herb section, small and particular and alive, facing whatever winter came next. THE END

“Get some rest tonight.” When he left, Evelyn sat back on the bed. This time, no tears fell. Only a blazing determination took their place. --- Out in the hallway, Rosemary was hiding behind a corner, eavesdropping. Her eyes narrowed with fury. “So, she’s starting to influence him…” she whispered darkly. She stormed off toward the basement kitchen. There, a burly man waited in the shadows, dressed in rugged clothes and a cap that hid most of his face. “We move up the plan,” Rosemary hissed.

Rosemary arched her back, her fingers tangling frantically into my dark hair as she let out a loud, breathless cry. "Kieran... please, it's too much," she whispered, her legs trembling against my sides. I didn't stop. I slid my hands down to cup her bottom, lifting her slightly as I moved my mouth lower, finding the soft, slick heat between her thighs. The moment my tongue made contact, Rosemary convulsed. Her head fell back against the pillows, a loud, shattered moan ripping from her throat.

Let’s make make a solid proof plan , let us gather food , clothes – we will take our horses one night and flee. It is up to me to help her. I run to my squatters and I start making our amazing escape. We will run away and never look back… We will be free – just her and I. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________ Rosemary’s Pov I jolt when I hear the door behind me slam shut. Instantly feeling the walls closing in on me , I try to head for the balcony where I can feel some form of freedom. However , my plan is harshly ruined when I feel a bunch of my hair being grabbed.

Roseline snapped at her, cutting off the call before putting it away. She felt so embarrassed right now. She couldn't believe her friends would support something like this, instead of opposing. She is still nineteen for fuck's sake.. "See, your friends fully supports our relationship. And now, we can be together forever." He smiled, taking a hold of her hand. * Rosemary was busy in her father's lab. She was trying on her father's latest invention before he invented the cage. She was holding on to a large syringe, and few rats in a cage.

My mother nods, “I think so. I think Scarlett was always the prophesied one, but Loki realized she’d choose love over power. So he created a counterpoint in Victoria.” I find Scarlett in the garden behind the house later that day, her hands buried in the soil, planting something green and fragrant. Her hair is braided back, a streak of dirt smeared across her cheek. She looks like she belongs in the earth, wild and grounded and glowing. I sit beside her without speaking. Eventually, she says, “Did you know rosemary helps memory?” I nod, “Seems appropriate.” There’s silence again, but it’s softer this time.