Roses Riddle Novels & Stories

I whispered to keep us sane. “Do you know why I named you Roses?” I asked her, though my lips cracked with thirst. “Because even in blood and thorns, roses bloom. You will bloom, my little one. Even if I wither.” I vowed with voice cracking. We walked until the night gave way to dawn, a pale smear of light clawing at the sky.

Stepping her foot inside the garden, she smiled as she smelled a soothing whiff of roses. "Roses, red roses, you tell me, am I cruel for playing this game of hide and seek when I have multiple mates that I need to get accustomed to? Is it wrong that I like amber-eyes but my eyes are searching for a particular turquoise one?" She rhymed, sighing loudly.

***** 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.

“Your house and mine are in different places. Stop getting me involved. “What are you trying to achieve by giving me flowers?” River grinned. “Nothing. Well, it does mean something. The answer is whatever you’re thinking of right now.” Rosalie was exasperated. “I’m getting dizzy from your words. “I don’t care what you’re trying to do. I can’t accept your flowers. “I’m afraid of jumping into your deadly trap if I take the flowers. Even arranging blind dates for you is a consequence of my falling for your trick.”

Rotating the necklace she found words engraved on it. 'Roses are beautiful. The spirit of the Roseate will always guide you on the 10th." Beneath the quote was her name. Iris. What the heck is Roseate? This revelation shocked Iris. Is this the time her memories will come back? The number 10 seems to be a clue but she does not know what it is. Giving her a new hope Medicia was right her memories will be coming back. She must keep the necklace hidden for now or else someone might take it away. It was dark outside so she went out of the bed then proceeded to the library. Hoping to get some answers in one of the books.

Fresh, long-stemmed roses, their velvet petals a deep, crimson hue, adorned the table, exuding a sweet, intoxicating fragrance. Kimberly's gaze roamed the table, her mind racing with wonder. Where did the roses come from? And then, like a whispered secret, she remembered the garden. Had Nicholas really taken the time to pluck flowers just for their dinner? The thought sent a flutter through her chest, and she felt a smile spread across her face, touched by the thoughtful gesture.

I said but as I looked down at the bouquet, my throat closed up when I noticed that it was red roses. My mind immediately flashed to the red roses that my stalker sent to my house the other day and I broke out in cold sweat. “You like red roses right?” Rosa asked, her voice coming to me from somewhere that seemed far away instead of next to me. I clenched my teeth together and forced myself to nod. “Yes, of course,” I answered curtly. The tension etched on Rosa's face visibly relaxed. “Thank God,” she breathed. “I had initially ordered some sunflowers but they got sold out before I could finalize my payment this morning.”

The irony hit hard. As we drove further in, we stopped in front of the second villa. I stepped out and gaped—it was the most beautiful one of all. Painted soft white and pastel pink, with tall glass windows gleaming under the afternoon sun. Inside, the living room took my breath away. Gold and blush accents framed the walls, and the air smelled faintly of vanilla—my favorite scent. What a coincidence, I thought. A woman, probably In her early fifties, appeared from what looked like the kitchen. She smiled gently and spoke quietly with the assistant. I barely listened, too overwhelmed to focus on their conversation.

[Kaden] "Rose!" I called her as I see her walking out, She didn't seem to hear and I forwn calling her again, louder and suddenly my phone rang I look down texting the guy back and asking him to call me back. "Rose" , She looked at me, but she somehow had this weird frown over her face, She seem tired. But we had to take her with us. I wasn't sure who exactly Aiden's men were after. But I couldn't risk him putting his hands on her.

She smiled as she picked the red rose and sniffed it's sweet scent Her eyes widened when she suddenly remembered the last thing she said before dozing off "If you don't wanna talk, pick a color.. Red if you love me and blue if you don't" The rose fell off her hand in shock.. "Wh- What does this mean?"