Roses Palace Novels & Stories

"For everything. For being here, for putting up with me, for making sure I didn't freak out." She squeezed back, a watery chuckle escaping her. "You’re welcome. Now go marry your mafia princes. They’re probably pacing holes in the garden." The garden of the King Estate had undergone a breathtaking metamorphosis. It was a vision of purity and romance, bathed in the soft afternoon light. Thousands of white roses, their petals unfurling in delicate perfection, climbed trellises and adorned every available surface. Silver silk drapes shimmered in the gentle breeze, catching the light like liquid moonlight. And from the ancient, gnarled branches of the towering oaks, crystal chandeliers hung, twi

***** Roen's Palace: Queen Rosa stood up from the ground and went over to her flowers, picking a blue rose. She held it in the air and started whispering some strange words and the rose left her hands and started floating in the air, spinning around in the air. The rose petals started removing by itself and began forming circle. It started growing bigger and bigger until it was like the size of a portal.

she coughs awkwardly. Refusing to meet my eyes, she points at the kitchen entrance. "Let me show you around the house before your things arrive, then we'll go to the Northern Sin as Lorenzo asked." I nod, still noting the disdain and growing anger in her tone but not bothering to care. I already make it known to her that I'm not a pushover. It's up to her now to decide how to act around me. "What is the Northern Sin?" I inquire with genuine curiosity. "A club that belongs solely to The Black Rose," Fiore replies as she straightens her clothes, her slightly shaky expression reverting back to her graceful and controlled one.

“Let’s go outside and take a look at the grounds.” The gardens surrounding the palace were indescribably beautiful. He showed me the Rose Garden—the one I could see from my window. The scent of all those perfumed roses flirted shamelessly with my senses, making it impossible not to smile. Their petals were impossibly soft, delicate, and not a single rose was wilted. He’d picked one in a pale pink shade… and given it to me. Stop it. Don’t fall for this. Don’t be stupid. And even though my heart tried to open up to him, my mind kept shutting down, repeating the same warning: It’s too good to be true. You don’t even know him.

Everyone is aware that a Gahndor bite can be fatal, after all. I pause to appreciate the grounds as we drive past the imposing iron gates and into the cul-de-sac that swirls before the palace entrance. I find it surprising that they allowed so much color on the front lawn of a palace as Gothic as this one. The lawn has a vivid green color, resembling the well-groomed shrubs that encircle the flower beds brimming with purple tulips and white roses. Even a black rose appears among the tangle, and just as I'm trying to work out how it could possibly be conceivable in biology, the carriage comes to a stop.

I needed air. I took the rare opportunity to walk amongst the palace’s enchanting gardens and enjoy some of the rare specimens that weren’t easily cultivated. There was the Middlemist Red Camellia. The rare Ghost Orchid. The stunning Chocolate Cosmos. I nearly tripped over myself when I came upon the last section of the gardens. My heart hammered in my chest as I took in the nerve-wracking sight of the rose bush. Light pink roses... [Julius’ POV] I was a bit put off by the fact that Violet was nowhere to be seen once we all entered the throne room.

With their help, Xyla and Stanley soon arrived in front of a massive, white palace with the same signage design and the words ‘The Emperor’s Palace’ written above it… They knew this was where the emperor lived. The palace was much more exquisite than all the places they’d walked past. Outside, red roses were in full bloom, glistening brightly with vivid colors. An errant breeze caused the flowery fragrance to waft through her nose. It felt very comforting. Roses in this realm were vastly superior to those found in the human realm. Back home, the roses smelled great, but over here, they were on a completely different level. Xyla and Stanley followed the two guards into The Emperor’s Palace, w

“Wowwww, this place is so pretty, Mommy. Is it a palace? Like the ones in those Disney books? Are there princesses inside?” Little Rosie exclaimed with her mouth wide open as she climbed down the car and stared at the white building in front of her. The building was so huge and beautiful that she resisted the urge to run into it immediately. “It's not a palace, Sie Sie and there are no princesses inside either. It's just a normal family house.” They were standing before a huge mansion with the name ‘Rossaddor’s Residence’ written in gold at the top of the wall.

Roses are the primary motifs in the palace, but in Magnolia, as the name suggests, magnolias pervade the designs, Magnolia grandiflora. The two later uses a separate room beside the prince, as their own, also unpacking their things. Gabriel opts to rest for the day, while Gianni thinks that noon is a great opportunity to go sightseeing. As Gianni is about to leave their accommodation, someone suddenly knocks at the double door before he gets the chance to open them. He opens to see who it is and sees Prince Louis. The second prince wants to invite Prince Julien to go and visit the town. Gianni, however, tells him that Julien is resting, exhausted from the trip.

The two eventually stepped outside into the enormous garden area behind the mansion. Rose’s gaze widened slightly. The scenery was breathtaking. Rows of carefully maintained white roses stretched across the gardens while a large fountain stood elegantly at the center. Beyond that were walking paths, a glass greenhouse, and even a private lake further in the distance. “This place is huge…” Rose murmured honestly. King Mansion was even larger than Glassrose Manor or even the Anderson Estate. However it was expected of the most powerful family in the city. Robert watched her reaction quietly. “Young Master Alex rarely allows outsiders into the estate,” he said calmly. “Most people only know the