Ruby Rose Volume 7 Novels & Stories

How did it get there? Rain stared down at the rose she had found by her bedside the second the woke up. The scent drifting in the air and causing her to smile. It reminded her of her time in the cabin and Rain didn’t realize how much she missed waking up to the comforting scent of roses until this one was brought to her. Rain silently wondered with a smile, would they still let her go back to the cabin or did Alexander plan to have her stay in the mansion permanently?

"She deserved it! She was so terrified with the rabid dogs barking all around her, even sending a voice message where she was crying so pathetically!" Hearing that, my departed soul turned away, smiling miserably. He was the one who had said he loved me, promising to protect me for the rest of my life and vowing that no one would get to lay a finger on me. He had smiled at me so lovingly when he passed me the black rose seeds. "It is believed that black roses embody a deep and timeless love, just like the love I share with you." Yet, he had a change of heart and loved Lara instead, believing her one-sided claims that I had led a workplace ostracising campaign against her.

Power rising. Not violently. Not chaotically. But with intention. With purpose. Rose closed her eyes. And let go. --- This time— It wasn’t cold. It wasn’t empty. It wasn’t dark. Light surrounded her. Soft. Endless. Not blinding— But infinite. Rose inhaled sharply. “…this is different.” No voice answered. No shadow moved. No eyes watched from the void. Just— Light. Warmth. And something else. A presence. Familiar.

“Trust no rose that bears no thorns, for those roses are fated to be plucked and domesticated. While Diana is the wild rose that is destined to bloom eternally. For that fate, for that eternity, I will bear all the thorns for her. To keep her safe…” My vision turned misty. I remember everything. I looked at my hands. I went into a trance, seeing the blood drip from my hand as I held my burning rose. Janus put his hand on my shoulder, bringing me back to reality. My hands weren’t bleeding and my rose was still a bud. “Zeph…” Janus lifted his brow. I cleared my throat. “I am ok.” “You better be, because I think my bestie has some really interesting plans for you,” he said with a smirk.

It moved farther and farther from the cemetery on the hillside, and farther away from all the love and hatred buried beneath Sicily's soil. Daisy leaned against Caleb's shoulder and looked out the window. The hillsides were covered in blooming irises. The warm breeze never felt better. Her new life had only just begun.

"Host, are you ok?" "Do I look ok?" She glared at him and ruthlessly pulled out the knife from her heart. Rose took a deep breath again as she felt like she underestimated the difficulty of this task. Ignoring the Pain, Rose moved her hand and summoned the Pure power system. Together, She controlled her blood that kept flowing out into it and started go beyond her limit. Flowing the words of AI3, Rose moved her hands in a strange way, letting her blood flow into her arms, While another was leaking from her Lips.

Rose smiled seeing Azazel filling their glasses with champagne. “Cheers.” He raised his glass and Rose followed suit. Somewhere inside her, she knew what was coming next. But was she ready for it and now it seemed her hands were all sweaty before she got one of her hand down to rub it against her pink jumpsuit. It all seemed okay when she brought it up but now it was something different to actually have to experience it.

Chapter Seven: A BREACH IN SECURITY Rojean opened her eyes, her hands shielding them from the glare of the light from the window which curtains were opened. Her phone kept buzzing that caused her to wake up from her slumber. It didn’t bother her as she didn’t really have the time at the moment to go over any thought process but once she took a peek at her phone and Krister was constantly sending her messages, she sat up and breathed out. She realised that it was a quarter and a half past 7 and that it was too early to be dealing with Krister’s business but nevertheless she called him up to know what was going on.

“Brother Turner, you came at the right time. The rainbow roses are blooming. Look at how beautiful it is!” Yosef looked in the direction she pointed and saw two flowers blooming on a rose bush. The colors of the flowers were very rare. They consisted of seven colors—red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet. They were known as rainbow roses, also seven-color roses and happiness roses. Their flower language was romance, dreams, happiness, beauty, and nobility. In addition to their vibrant colors, they also exuded a sense of sweetness. They were very rare, and it was Yosef who asked the gardener to carefully cultivate them. He wanted to give them to Yvonne as an expression of his af

Before Seraphina could answer, the study door swung open with a loud crash. Rodah stood in the doorway, her breathing heavy, her emerald dress slightly wrinkled. She started to talk. I knew she had marched up here to confront me about the breakfast incident, but the moment her eyes landed on Seraphina standing inches away from me, her face turned pale, then flushed with immediate, unbridled fury. "Am I interrupting your little reunion?" Rodah spat, her voice shaking as she stepped into the room. Seraphina didn't skip a beat. The venomous look on her face vanished instantly, replaced by a sweet, sugary, and deeply apologetic expression. She smoothed down her crimson dress and took a step back