Ruby Rose Turner Novels & Stories

echoed in my head again and again, tearing at what little pride I had left. But what could I do? He was Lucas Rodriguez—untouchable, arrogant, and dangerous. Tessa rushed in and wrapped her arms around me, guiding me back to my room. I was still crying when my phone began to ring. I sniffed, forcing my voice to steady, and answered the call. But the moment I heard what was said, my heart stopped.

Denzel Flynn ****** I turn back to little rose to give her my undivided attention. Her fingers are fidgeting on the table to busy herself. Her mind keeps wandering to the door her parents and Ben disappeared into a while ago. “I thought you were a gold digger,” Little rose’s eyes flash at me with such intensity that burned my face. She’s indeed confused at my words and holds back her temper. “Like one of those women who deliberately spoils a rich man’s suit in hopes of getting close to him. But then again, I thought spoiling someone’s coat and putting them in a hospital are quite different matters.”

Rey replied in a husky voice, he grabbed the bottle of wine and poured it into the glass but before he could grab it, the lady already picked it up and took a sip of it. "This tastes so expensive." She muttered. Rey finally turned to look at her and she winked at him. She was a blonde, busty young lady of average height. From her very revealing clothes, Rey already knew she was one of the strippers. "Did Charlie send this one to me?" He wondered. "I am Rose. The prettiest of all flowers." She said. She was pretty, but nothing compared to Amelia. Rey shut his eyes trying to get the thought of Amelia out of his head and also fighting back the urge to push Rose away from him.

He went and found that a woman was practising her magic on the couch. The woman had beautiful long pink hair. The hair on the sides were tied around the back in braids and on top of her head was her precious headband that had a small rose on the right side. Her slender body was now a bit more muscular because of the training she did. One of her eyes was pink and the other was deep red. The beautiful woman was none other than Rose Roosevelt.

It’s him! “What have you brought here? Explain yourselves or die.” “Sir, we present you the Red Rose. The huntress you have wanted dead for many years. She came here today, in the guise of a prisoner, with the intention to kill you. We convinced her that we would work for her, knowing that it would allow us to bring her to you, unaware of the danger she would be in. She is at your mercy, to do with as you wish Sir. She also has another identity; this woman is the new Luna of the Blue Flame pack.”

" I asked with a smile. "Yes" she replied. "Have you taken illegal drugs before?" "No" I motioned for her to look at the screen and her eyes widened with surprise. "You see, it's that easy." I said with a smirk. "What's your name?" "R.J" "Your full name!" "Roselle....." "Don't mess with me!" I said pinning her with an angry gaze. "Roselle Jackson" she replied in annoyance. Her name struck a bell, like I've heard it some where.

she says. I open my eyes. “I-I a-am s-sorry, y-you r-reminded me o-of so-some one.” “I hope not an old girlfriend. Do you have any idea how annoying it is to hear people say ?” I frown. “Y-you r-remind m-me off m-my m-mom. Y-you s-smell l-like h-her.” She smiles and sits on the bench. “I am Rose. I am a teacher.” She has 1.65m (5’5) red hair, freckles all over her face, and blue eyes.

Mostly because of the pain I've held inside. I push the door open, slowly before seeing Rose in the middle; being tied onto a chair—her head down, facing the ground; making me turn to look around as I make towards her, wanting to get her out of here. Once I'm close enough, she starts to look up at me; causing my body to freeze at the sight of her eyes. They are red in tears, showing that she has been crying her eyes out for the past few hours. I examine her face and down to the areas of her skin, seeing that there are no bruise to be found, relieving me slightly.

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."

Before Rose could scold the man for not watching where he was going, he spoke. His voice was clean and pleasant. She could sense his good intentions just from his voice, and was that a "what a coincidence" she heard? Did they know each other? Rose looked up and examined the person in front of her. Baseball cap, mask, trendy clothes. There seemed to be such a person in her memory but… Rose's gaze fell on his face. Ezra pulled down his mask as if reading her thoughts, revealing his stunningly handsome face. "You… you… you… You're Ezra Turner!" Rose recognized him as Ezra Turner, the most handsome face in the entertainment industry.