Ruby Rose Younger Novels & Stories

Rose narrowed her eyes at her sister, perfectly remembering the sad expression on her face when she told her that most of her classmates were men and didn't seem willing to make friends, unless she agreed to go out with one of them. “Uh… It's kind of a new thing.” Grace looked away from hers as she said that, making her sure that part was a blatant lie “But don't worry. He is very nice. I have never felt so close to anyone like this, other than you.” her sister said, looking at the card with such fondness that Rose couldn't help but feel a mixture of joy and worry, wondering who exactly that mystery friend was “Besides, you don't have to worry. I am officially 18 years old. I can take care o

Her peaceful bubble of life, pinned down and leaking with every new minute she spent in her old house. All of it stemmed from that single face that hovered at the edges of her nerves like a plague. Her hand that moves to adjust her pillow touches a sleek texture and the young girl pauses. The resin rose is staring up at her like it always did when she lays her gaze on it. Faintly, she remembers clutching at it before she went to sleep, but it only adds more irritation to Alina's already crumbling mood. Without a word, she sets it down with a clank, and then heads out the room with a tug of a new bubble gum pink shirt.

Rose said excitedly. Rose Faharda, 19 years old. The queen bee on this campus. Unlike other queen bees, she's nice and kind, if the person is also kind to her. She's my friend too. “Princess bee? Is she the one I kicked before? ” they nodded. “Well, I don’t care If she is the princess bee. She just did something to me. He has no right to judge me, ”I leaned against my locker with my arms crossed.

I don't know where he is going with all this. "It is not the look of a man who is ready to sacrifice himself for my little rose. You are not in her life for the long run, are you?" Joey asks seriously. My heart slams against my chest. How do I tell him that he is right? We both agreed what we are having is not long term but I can't tell her that. "Me and my wife got married when we were young. We were just nineteen. At first everyone was against us. At some point I thought they were right and we wouldn't work out. It is twenty two years and we are going on strong."

My lungs burned, my legs screamed, but I didn’t care, adrenaline kept me moving faster, my heart hammering in my chest. Yoooo… you’re probably wondering who this bitch is. “Yeah, that’s me. Rose David.” But… no. That’s not really me. I’m Blaire. Rose is just a weak-ass body I’m borrowing, face and all. But we’re nothing alike totally, completely different, i don’t get caught like that, I don’t get pushed around, I don’t let anyone touch me unless I want them to. “And yeah… this is how it all started with that bitch,Rose”

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You

said Rose. “I know! Why is this wedding that was fixed on a whim so grand?” asked Seth. “I… I don’t know!” replied Rose, stunned. Red was her favourite colour. Her father had made sure that she always had rose plants in the garden. They both loved tending to roses together. When Lucas fell ill, Ursa and Vanessa made sure they uprooted every rose plant. Vanessa hated roses because they made her jealous. Rose was the Woolridge princess, and she was not. So, why was the whole hall decorated with every variety of rose there was?

He asked again. " Isn't it obvious? I get attracted to handsome things.” Rose replied, still looking outside the window. She couldn't tell him that the other reason she liked him was because she knew he would be a great person in less than six or seven and she was trying to take advantage of it. By that seven years she would be twenty five years old and it was also the age she died in her past life. Sincerely, she hoped she would have been able to take down the Gray family before then.

[Rose] I walk out the back door searching for a uber even though Carried lectured me about denying Kaden and being rude to him. She was right, It was rude of me to deny him. I just didn't see him helping me, and I thought it was a hassle for him. Afterall. All the other girls never get a ride from him or Coby all the time. They go home on their own. I have to learn to do so too. I stood there was a minute before my eyes noticed someone at my preferable vision. He was right there, near his car. About to get and I look at him.

“The estate fire five years ago. The one that killed Montoya family.” Her eyes burned. “They were my family.” He exhaled harshly. “No puede ser! Inés….” She took a step toward him, her voice thick. “I didn’t come here to fall in love with anyone. I came to find out who murdered them. And now the man responsible might be sleeping in the next room, using a name that doesn’t belong to him.” Gabriel moved then, crossed the room in three strides and pulled her into his arms. Her breath caught as his warmth pressed against her.