Rubi Rose Erome Novels & Stories

“Err... Okay, Sir. What color of roses would you like?” “What? They have colors now?” Damn it! I thought they only came in red! What does Gabby even like? I already sent her a red rose earlier—what if she’s tired of that color? What am I supposed to do now? “Yes, Sir. We have a complete selection—red, pink, orange, white, lavender, blue, and yellow roses.” “Damn!” I cursed. There are that many kinds of roses?! The only one I knew was red! Damn it! Why does courting a girl have to involve flowers anyway? This is riling me up! “Deliver every kind of rose you have there.”

Liana asked, confused. The student approached the rose and quickly cut her palm. She dripped her blood on the rose. Our eyes widened from being a white rose to blood-colored. "It's the symbol of Queen Raven. She always puts something like this on her victims. Yes. It may look beautiful and ordinary. But you should not let its appearance deceive you. That rose is unusual. When it is shed with blood, from being white, it turns red. When you touch that rose, you will die. It's laced with a potent poison. And the only cure is in the hands of Queen Raven because she made that rose herself. She is also the one who made the poison." The student explains.

Moreover who listens to best friend until and unless some problem arises. Putting a full stop to my thinking, I went inside the washroom, washed up and did my morning routine.... I didn't put any makeup for obvious reasons, as i have surgeries to do and just went with a light cream and a lipstick of light pink shade.... It's actually one of my favourites... Although pink is not the colour I prefer as I am not a pink person... Well, I am black person... Let's leave as soon as possible otherwise I would be late... I went out not before locking my house and tried to look for a cab or rickshaw...

Mason hung his head down once again. "Luna, it's okay. There's one thing I can do to fix this." I looked up at her. She had a questioning look on her face. "I, Alexandria Rivers, daughter to Beta Edward and Joyce Rivers, reject you, Mason Jackson, future Alpha of the Green Wood pack."

Although they are strong, they still feel the sudden pain. Everyone is so busy massaging their backsides that they barely notice the red roses changing their colours. Some are turning purple, blue and orange and some are turning into green and sky blue. Some don't even change, but most of them are yellow coloured. The dragons soon realise that it's showing the amount of how much Erin's body has sucked out of them.

Marco drove into the gates of La Rosa Nera. The club's neon lights cast an eerie shadow over everything they touched. The club's pathway was a spectacle to behold. An archway adorned with beautiful black roses that resonated with the name of the club, La Rosa Nera (The Black Rose). The petals of these gorgeous flowers glittered and danced under the night sky. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and a fading sensation of danger that lingered.

Eric reached into the back seat for a bouquet of pale orange flowers that he’d purchased earlier that morning. They were called Juliet Roses, and they were wrapped in vintage brown paper that had been imported from England. Eric watched Crystal cross the street, and he was about to get out of the car when he saw a van drive up alongside her from the corner of his eye. What the hell is going on here? - he wondered. The van stopped, and for a moment, his view of Crystal was obscured, and then it took off like a bat out of hell.

Emma pouted. I stood up taking a closer look at the red roses. They looked deadly. Thorns at the ready to shred any unlucky creature that had the courtesy to fall victim. Deadly yet beautiful. Somehow, even with all the rough jagged edges of the thorns the rose still accepted it as part of itself. “Lovely aren't they?” Eric purred chillingly. I jumped seeing him peer over my shoulder. “Yes. They really are something.” I answered calmly. Fear was starting to set in though. He captured full packs overnight. Not even giving them the chance to wonder what had hit them.

“But we all know it won’t work. For Prince Eric only love Samantha. We all know that that he went to war for her.” Ruby pretended not to hear and ignored them. She went to clip the red roses in the garden. Soon her basket was filled with them. “What is she doing?” asked Samantha. “That’s right, those roses belong to the Emperor,” stated Rebecca. “No one ever dared to touch those red roses before,” said the elder woman. “I’m sure she wouldn’t do that to disrespect the emperor,” said Samantha who was staring at Eric. Eric, too, was also staring at Ruby. He was lost in his own thoughts that he didn't stir. He thought it was strange of her to cover herself from head to toe, when it was still not

"Ah, there she is now. Look at Rubi, gracefully making her way through the crowd, a true queen in her element." Rubi, a vision in an elegant, emerald green gown that shimmered with every movement, glided through the throng of admirers with a radiant smile that lit up the room. The sleeveless dress, a masterpiece of silk, hugged her beautifully, exposing her smooth shoulders and arms before flaring out into a floor-length skirt that swayed with a rhythmic motion. Her dark hair was swept up in a sophisticated updo, allowing a delicate diamond necklace to sparkle at her neck, complementing the matching earrings that dangled gracefully. Her deep neckline gave a generous view of her cleavage, lea