Roses Riddle Novels & Stories

The smell of smoke never left her. Even after five years, Inés still woke up coughing some nights, the phantom scent of ash curling through her dreams like a ghost refusing to rest. “Name?” the guard at the Delgado estate gate asked, his voice flat but suspicious. Inés gripped the strap of her cheap bag tighter. “Inés Montoya. I’m here for the maid position.” The man’s eyes raked over her; young, pretty, average enough not to draw attention, which was the point. He muttered something into his walkie-talkie, then motioned for her to go inside.

Alex asked. “I can see much more clearly from the first row and learn more fighting steps from here but from VIP cabin the stage will be the top view, moreover, I can whistle like rogue but I can’t do that from VIP cabin.” “Are you going to whistle? Rose, are you the same girl whom I proposed a few days back in the hospital or somebody else in disguise?” Her words gobsmacked Alex. He gazes at Rose from head to toe. “Guess who am I?” Rose also didn’t answer straight but plays riddle while munching potato wafers leisurely.

I give them to her. "I love roses but the fact you brought the red ones scores you another point in my book." she smells them. "Good to know that." I grin. "But you know you needn't have brought them anyway." she stares. "I wanted to." I reply. I was passing this flower shop when I saw these good looking roses. My mind immediately went to Della and I knew I had to get her a bouquet. "Okay. A minute, I need to put these in a vase." I wait for her from outside before she returns all set. We get inside the car and I fire the engine to the busy street.

Noir texted Henry that she has already gone out. They stopped by the flower shop. Noir went first. Then Robin followed behind her. She looked around the group of white lilies. The yellow ones. Meanwhile, Robin looked at the group of pink roses mixed with red ones. “Would you like some blue iris as well? Or yellow roses?”. Robin did not answer. “Hey, are you listening?”. She looked behind her to see that he was nowhere to be seen. She looked sideways and then saw him staring at the group of roses.

she questioned. “Well… I am in great confusion now…” he mumbled scanning the area. Suddenly his gaze stopped on the red roses. He pointed towards the rose and said, “that… I want them.” “Okay… how many?” she questioned pacing towards the rose. “I want them all…” he replied. In shock, the lady turned towards him and questioned, “What? Are you serious?” “Yes, I want them all. I need to make an apology, so a countable rose wouldn’t show how much I owe her an apology, isn’t it?” Shishir said with a smile.

Lia said and I nodded, swallowing hard. I stared at the familiar writing on the paper. Written on the paper was some sort of riddle in the form of a poem. Weird. "What does it say?" Lee asked. "Roses are red Violets are blue I gave my little man A bunch of gardenias" I couldn't help but laugh. It wasn't clear but I knew what she was trying to make me remember. Lee raised a brow. "Didn't know you were into flowers. How the hell did I not know?" Lee said.

Instead, her hands stayed on her face, caressing and nibbing. ‘How did she get to this? She remembered insulting the man in white at the burial ceremony of her best friend. His beauty hypnotized her at first. His prominent cheekbones and chiseled jaw had trapped her eyes in them. His silver glistening eyes devoured her own eyes, making it hard to look away.’

*** "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.

Jason said, heaving a long sigh of relief before waving his hand at the mother-daughter duo again. The maids then dragged the two of them out of the castle grounds, and soon, their loud cries and screams couldn't be heard anymore. The sun began to set, bathing the vast castle grounds in a bright orange glow. Jason's and Eric's gazes fixed on the bare stump of the apple tree in the garden. The apple tree was gone now, and the garden was filled with lavender. The little garden that Rosa used to love so much was no longer there. Avril had been the one diligently tending to it after Rosa left the world, but now, she had left as well.

"How can you do this? Why are you doing this?" Anthony gaped at her, at a complete loss. "I don't understand." Rosie heaved out a heavy breath. "Touch your nose." "What?" "Touch your nose." Anthony blinked. Beyond confused, he sighed and raised his hand. He took his index finger and brought it towards his nose but missed completely and ended up tapping his upper-lip. Rosie stared at him dully, letting out a bitter laugh. "You just- you had to build it all up for this? You're doing this now, while you're in this state? Do you see how much you're killing me, Anthony?"