Novel & Cerita Roses Riddle

Suddenly, the smoke shifts, and I see the glass greenhouse at the edge of the cliff. But it isn't beautiful anymore. The thousands of white roses on the floor are dead, turned into black ash. The thousands of candles have melted into pools of liquid wax that look like tears. And standing right in the center of the ruins, under the broken crystal chandelier, is Rosalina.

The red roses at the edge of the fountain made it look like Cupid's home. With each maze like ring going to the outer of the garden, the hues of the roses changed. On interleaving to the other. It was red,followed by purple,blue,orange, yellow and white. Ella didn't know there were black roses as well. It pricked her curiosity and she desired to walk through the maze of roses and thorns to get to the far end of the garden. She reached the roses which were a midnight black. They almost looked fake and Ella reached out touching a petal.

The college girl I was sponsoring, Yasmine Reed, texted me that she was pregnant. She asked me what to do. She was only a sophomore. I told her to focus on her degree. Before my message was even sent, she blocked me. A few weeks later, I twisted my ankle. My best friend, Clara Barnes, brought me to the clinic. Clara pointed at a young couple standing outside the maternity ward. "If your husband were in town, he would pamper you just like that," Clara sighed. "I still don't get why he insisted on taking that project that faraway." I stared down at my phone. "Julian is doing it for our future. As long as he loves me, I don't mind." As we walked out, the couple turned the corner. The ma

“Soon… Sun cannot peek into your chambers like before. You won’t be in the lotus pond but the red rose garden full of thorns. Yet Red roses are a symbol of love, if you are smart and genuine you will find precious treasures like love and more. If not king of darkness awaits your arrival. “The rose garden not only has thorns but also black roses and hidden roses. Beware of them. When you find hidden roses… the purpose of your life will b unveiled. Yet there is a dead tree which was trying to gain life with you, don’t let it get to you. If it gets to you there will be no rose garden or lotus pond. Careful, be smart, and trust nobody but you,” the witch said. Adira was in shock when she heard h

I said with smug look on my face. "Where there is a will there is a way. I will take it as challenge then. What will you give me if I come to your room now?" he asked. There's no way he will come to my room. "You first come here then I will give you whatsoever you want" I said confidently. He Can't come cause all the doors are locked I thought giggling mentally. "Hahaha lucky chance. Open your window and count how many roses are there in the garden" he said making me dumbfounded. Huh!! Why he is asking me to count the roses?

But this time, there was a small message embedded in the code. Guess you’ve figured who I am by now. Did you like the rose?

“While you were away. Lord Rustyn. He brought something from Lady Celia and the queen.” My jaw tightens. But my eyes are on the roses. Even in winter, the cursed things bloom. Blue roses that climb the black stone walls, their petals sharp against the frost. They wither and bloom in ghostly cycles, yet never touch the ground. Always vanishing midair, leaving behind only that sweet and rotten scent. It clings to your throat, making you feel the misery etched deep within it. “Rogues?” I ask, eyes narrowing on a cluster of petals curling into vapor.

"So... the necklace, too?" It was still on me, and I bit down on my lips. He nodded slowly, confirming it. I let out a shaky breath as I turned to the painting again. I was standing in the midst of a large flower garden of black roses, but there was something rather peculiar about the roses. I walked closer and leaned towards it. That was when I saw it. There were words in black ink, written in spiral form to make roses. "Just how many words are these?" "A few thousand," he replied. "Is there anything you want?"

"It’s the red rose again," I whispered, staring at the single blood-red rose lying in the middle of the shattered glass. My pulse pounded in my ears, a chill creeping up my spine. "Adrian… why do we keep seeing red roses these days? Do you think… someone’s trying to send us a message?" Adrian stepped closer, his gaze hardening as he studied the rose. "A message?" I nodded slowly, unable to tear my eyes away from the ominous flower. "Yes. And whoever it is… they’re willing to go to extreme lengths. We need to be careful."

With that, Luna Samantha walked away. I stood there for a minute, trying to wonder what she was talking about. But then the scent hit me again. 'GO FIND MATE' May yelled in my head. It snapped me out of my trance, and I headed for Masons' room. As I stood infront of his door, my heart continued pounding. His scent was very strong, so I could tell the smell was coming from him. But something was off. Mixed with his scent was something vile. Like raw sewage. I knocked on his door, but no answer. I grabbed the key to his room he gave my out of my pocket, and quickly unlocked his door and walked in. I never could have prepared myself for what I saw.