Ruby Rose Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Blood roses. Rafael’s hand tightened around the fragile flower, crushing it slowly between his fingers. A symbol. A secret. Not grief. Not loss. Love. Defiance. War. His lips curled into a dangerous smile. "So," he said softly, almost lovingly. "The game has only just begun." He tossed the crushed rose onto the floor, grinding it under his boot. "Bring me Matteo," Rafael ordered, his voice sharp as a whip. "And this time... bring the girl too."

Rose slowly placed her phone on the desk, her hands trembling. Romilda was trying to erase herself. And Rose had a bad feeling creep over her. “What are you planning right now, Roe?”

She slid her hands at the hem of his t -shirt pulling it over his head and then surprising the hell out of him , she tied her hands with his own tee shirt , ripping it into thin shreds . " Rose , what in -" he moaned when she suckled on the skin of his neck , swirling and sucking his skin . Aiden closed his eyes as Rosalie trailed kisses and bites on his chest , exploring every inch ..He loved it when she bit him, making small marks of her possession over him . " Rose , no -" his closed eyes fluttered open when Rosalie opened the button of his jeans .

Chapter 7: Rose: Sean helped move all my belongings into another room and brought food up to dine with me. I think he was trying to guard me without letting me know he was… it didn’t matter to me how independent i was any longer. I was grateful for his company and realized I still needed a strong man to help me. As I sipped my tea trying to calm my nerves before bed, I couldn’t help observing Sean from under my lashes. Tonight I suffered quite a fright, but it also woke something inside of me that I didn’t know was there…. lust. Not for the drunkard that tried to take what wasn’t his, but the act itself that something so hard looking could feel soft when pressed between my folds. Luckily he

He has every right to be angry then I see him looking at my bump. He comes towards me slowly as if tiger is taunting it's hunt that there is no escape from him. He holds my gaze as he traps me between door and his magnificent form. The form which I missed alot at nights. The warmth that form used to gave me at cold night that I missed. "Sometimes instead of beautiful rose, you become a thorn at my side. But I rather feel the pain of it because it is another side of your love too." Rudra says as she looks at me with mixed emotion. Anger, hurt, guilt and most of all love.

Lydia is Allen's mistress, and he's allowing his side piece to take place! Jade's face darkened. She turned to Allen, feigning anger. "Apologize to Rosie, you fool!" However, Allen raised his chin and replied, "I did nothing wrong. I will not marry Rosie because of such outdated, feudal relics from our elders! Love is love! I will leave if you two keep forcing me on this. "Rosie, you were raised with modern education. Why are you acting so old-fashioned?" His words enraged Jade. Allen's father, Jack Walter, slapped him lightly on the head. "Stop talking!"

, I begged in-between laughter and tears. "That's not good enough rose" he smirked, flashing his beautifully dimpled cheeks at me. "Mom! Dad!! Help..Please..Royce stop!! I'm sorry." I begged, writhing underneath him like a worm. "Whose the boss Roselle??" he asked shooting me an evil grin. "You are. You're the boss Royce..please stop" I begged trying to pry his fingers off my ribs. "I can't hear you" he shouted, feigning to be deaf

Sexy. As appealing as my Dex daydream was to my miserable mind, my next helper swiftly killed that fantasy with a hatchet. Rose Fyrestone appeared around the corner. /So it can get worse then/ Raya said sadly as my smile dropped and a shiver of fear shot down my spine. Her dark brown eyes glittered coldly, her black boots were thick and loud on the tiled floor. A strange, unnatural grin crossed her face as she silently surveyed my injury. My mind flashed an image of her kicking my wounded leg, the way she looked at me I had no doubt she might be tempted.

Her face is also good looking, the left side is rubbed, the eyes of the pigeon are large round plus the cheeks are dimpled, the height of 1m6 does not count as too low overall is so lovely that twenty-three blue spring has not loved a single person. In fact, someone noticed her, but finding out for a while was nowhere to be found, there was always an unintended problem. Like the 11th grader who had a friend at the table who noticed her, the two also talked happily as if there would be a happy ending but suddenly a new girl moved to notice him, attacked so intensely that the two of them became a couple, and the girl who was a best friend could only stand next to congratulate inside only jealo

Not something Eclipsa would choose but I'm guessing choices are limited in wherever they are. "I love you guys. Please tell them when you see them. I love you all so fucking much. It hurts." "I'm sure it does. But you'll be fine. Anastasia, you need to finish this. The alpha won't believe you, so you've been gathering proof. It's in the roses. Check the roses. Okay?" I pulled back, and her thumb brushed over my eyes. "You've always been different from us. We're here with you, Ana. You can get to us whenever. I'm not sure how. There's something different about where we are. We're dead, but also trapped somewhere bad. But I know we're with you."