Rosewood Show Season 2 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Okay, that’s enough posturing and manly displays of dominance! Your plan failed; your attack is over! Now leave or die here.” All heads turn to the trees, as we see The Red Rose, walk out of the forest and onto the green. Her red cloak casts a striking image, floating in the breeze as she walks, and the top of her face covered by her hood as always. She has nine kids following her, and one in her arms, holding on as though afraid she will disappear. Also, a bloody blade, is held steadily in her right hand, dripping fresh blood as she walks. ** "Impossible!"

The anger that he felt seemed to have disappeared instantaneously. Rose come back to her senses and pushed James away with her all strength. She shot him a death glare and turned around to run off the stage. As she was in a hurry, her steps were a mess. As soon as she rushed down the stage, she stumbled and groaned. Subconsciously, she grabbed onto something. At this time, a muscular arm held her. "Be careful..." "Thank you." Rose exclaimed while she looked up only to be surprised again, "You again?"

She glanced at Hugo, who was staring at her with a mixture of terror and burgeoning, impossible hope. “I… I need…” Rosie stammered. “Use the couch,” Cassie offered, gesturing to the worn sectional where Rosie and Debby had been perched. “Assume the position. Narrate it for us. We’ll imagine Hugo.” It was a cruel compromise, a pantomime of intimacy. But it was a way out of actual contact. Rosie, with trembling limbs, got up and walked to the couch. She lay down on her back, her dress riding up her thighs. She closed her eyes, as if to block out the twenty-six other eyes watching her.

The Mating Ball POV: Rose Rose woke to pots and pans rattling around in the kitchen. That's when she remembered what day it was. Time for the Mating ball. "Willow I guess it is time to get up. We have work to do." said Rose Rose made her way to the bathroom to get her quick shower and change into a pair of jeans and a simple forest green T-shirt. She pull out her favorite brown leather boots. It was going to be a busy day.

Rose blinked expecting him to act cold towards her but then knew his smile was his mockery of how she acted like a slut wanting his touch on her body. A long couch was placed by the fireplace and some of the staffs were outside causing a winter shower just by the window close to the fireplace for effects. Rose walked over to the couch and positioned herself on the couch by stretching her legs out and laid sensually letting her white fur coat out a little to show her stunning dress. Her eyes solely on the cameras and holding up their perfume in her hands. Rose did some solo shots before doing two more with Stephano. She would lie if she said she was entirely focused on the shoot and not on th

“This is going to take roughly thirty minutes to one hour. Rosie found a way to get me invited, being Gregory's wife propelled it though. They gave me front row seats but I declined. I opted to sit behind. Sitting behind will keep me away from the prying eyes of Ellie. My eyes are on Ellie the moment she steps in. She's wearing a cream coloured A-cut short gown. She is wearing a black heeled boot to match. She looks good, I won't lie. She greets Peggy Ross. They exchanged pleasantries soon after the show starts. I take subtle glances and I notice how she suddenly feels uneasy after checking her phone. Is she unto us.? Has she found out her phone is about to be tapped. I quickly text luke. He

“I won’t let him break it.” The mate bond flared. Strong. Steady. Certain. Storm crossed her arms. “Good.” Rowan cracked his knuckles. “Because I’m getting real tired of these things showing up uninvited.” Ember smiled faintly. “Same.” Darius stepped forward. “Then we prepare.” Rose nodded. But her gaze shifted— Past them. Past the ruins. Into the forest beyond. Because she felt it now. Clearer than ever. Not distant anymore. Not hidden.

Patrick Quickly agreed as he was well aware that if he prolonged their Conversation he might end up having a cut in his monthly salary. All of a sudden, the hall went into complete silence as the lights went off and all eyes shifted to the stage, including Daniel and his Assistant Patrick. The Audience below the stage cheered up as they knew that something miraculous is about to happen. Finally, with ethereal music in the background, a figure walked out from backstage, suddenly all eyes were awestruck, astounded. Rose made her appearance in a white linen gown, simple and Elegant, it was as though she came from a classic novel with her waist-long hair cascaded down her shoulders and a floral

She deserves so much more to him. The lights dim and the show begins. Rosalie plays even better than before stealing the show and leaving everyone captivated and on the edge of their seats. Julius notices she locks eyes with him right before her solos. As if she is the battery and he is the sun charging her chaos. She finished with a dramatic ending and the crowd goes wild. Everyone’s on their feet. She stands and bows and the applause continues. She approaches the front of the stage and holds her hands up to settle everyone down.

The hall quietened, the silence hanging like a thick veil - almost as if everyone had suddenly held their breaths on wisp. The red - haired male stepped forward, reaching out for the bouquet of roses. His eyes filled with silent contemplation as he stared at the blooming,fresh roses and then at Dylan's expecting eyes. Without another thought he tossed the roses to the ground, trampling on them with his shoes tilled their petals scattered around in the dust. Gasps rippled through the halls, a clear expression of shock from the watching bystanders. "Dylan, how many times must i have to turn you away and how many times must you embarrass yourself in public like this?. You know.....", Simone pau