Novel & Cerita Rule Of Rose

"Nothing...you are right, I fucked up but that's because I was terrified you know, after everything that happened with Caleb, I just needed..." "It's okay Rose, I understand, it's not really easy for everyone to take that so well, I just hope that the effect we are hoping for takes place" Rowland stated. "Well it's not going to happen on its own, we have to do something, listen I see how much our friendship hurt Caleb so I made a few rules" I said, bringing out a piece of paper from the novel I was reading. "Rules? That's new Rosette, I've always known you as the rule breaker, the one that does anything, with no single care of what happens, where is Rose?" Rowland asked, his tone dripping wi

Ten years ago, I brought my distant cousin Sofia to New York after finding her cornered by her stepfather's creditors in an old Sicilian port. I taught her English, etiquette, and the laws of our world. I even introduced her to my fiancé, Alessandro Moretti. On the eve of our wedding, I found a secure family thread on my brother's computer—a thread that excluded me. My mother had written, "Sofia is pregnant. Are you really going through with tomorrow's wedding?" Alessandro replied, "The legal marriage is hers. The ceremony and the Moretti name will be Isabella's." That was when I learned they’d already gotten legally married. Our wedding was meant to seal a truce between two Mafia families a

Rose smiled sweetly, holding an empty wine bottle in her hand as she spoke excitedly. “The rules today will be a bit more thrilling than usual. Each of us will take turns spinning the bottle. Whoever the bottle lands on is the loser." "And they have to choose between truth or dare.” She raised her brows slightly, her gaze seemingly drifting toward Margaret. “And the one who spins the bottle is the winner. They get to decide the question or the dare.” The atmosphere instantly grew lively. With these new rules, everyone was clearly excited. Margaret gave Rose a faint smile, quickly understanding her intention.

And in that moment, what had he been thinking? He had been thinking that he would guard her forever—through fading youth, through the erosion of time. That even when no one else remembered her radiance, he would still be there, the only one left to admire the strength and grace beneath every wrinkle that would someday touch her face. "Even then, I knew you were destined to live in the light… to be shared with the world. Over the years, I've only loved you. No one else. You're the only rose that makes my heart bloom."

“You do not summon me to breakfast like an intern. I eat when I want, where I want, with or without you watching.” I mirror his posture, elbows on marble. “Rule two: the white roses stop. Immediately. They’re not romantic, they’re surveillance, and I’m not your greenhouse project.” A muscle jumps in his jaw. Excellent. “Rule three: you do not touch me. Ever. Not a fingertip. Not a sleeve. Not a hair. Public appearances only, and even then you ask permission out loud. Break it once and I walk the same day, money intact.” His knuckles whiten around the mug.

“We... we had a rule. We said we wouldn't do this. No sex.” “Correction... that was your rule. I never signed off on it, baby.” He smirked against her skin, his hand starting a slow, torturous graze along the curve of her waist. Rosa shuddered; the contact felt like a live wire against her skin. Damn him. He knew exactly where she was most sensitive. His fingers applied just the right amount of pressure, holding her in place while his touch sent tingles radiating through her. “You expect me to follow your rules—to not look at another man—and yet you can’t agree to a single one of mine?” she whispered. Her voice broke, betraying the desire that was starting to cloud her judgment.

Rose said as she walked in a circle, “Mot of you know me. Some of you don’t but must have heard about me. Tonight, I have come for a special reason.” “Rose…” I warned. I was the only one not affected by her powers. Everyone else stood kneeling. Some had their heads down. Others were struggling. “Like I was saying, I had come because tonight it’s not just a night of celebration but also of a new reign,” Rose said as she stopped behind me. I could feel her eyes on me. Standing straight and head held high, I wait. Two arms snaked around my body. “Tonight, I’m here to let everyone know who your true queen is,” Rose said as she kissed my neck, “I had come to take what is mine, and that is King Ni

His large hands easily gripped both of her hands while his free hand grabbed her chin. "I already made it clear to you that there are precautions when working as my caregiver, especially when you break a rule guiding you as my caregiver. You challenged me! Rose. You broke one of the rules, so you will need to be punished. No excuse." He whispered and Rose felt chill run down her spine. "I have to teach you a lesson, Rose. I can see you are not taking my simple rules seriously. Do you think i was going to just let it go because this was your first offence? If that's what you think, then you are wrong, look girl I will have to show you now or else you will think that my rules are nothing but w

"It's not just a threat but an order! Failure to abide by the rules would make my husband a cheating man and you know how popular he is, and what this could do to his reputation and company!" I felt cold grip me as I listened to Rose. She was scarier than I had imagined. "Just know that you brought this upon yourself. Your love for my husband would make you not see him suffer and I'm gambling on that." "You can come inside now." She suddenly called the sales girl, a sly smile on her lips. "We will take all the ones she touched. How much is it?" I just stood there perplexed while staring dazedly at Rose, my mind hazy as I tried to wrap my head around what was going on. I couldn't even protes

He throws my body onto his bed and I bounce for a second before his body is on me, his hardening length pressing into the spot between my legs. I try to twist my body and crawl away but Richard is immovable. “Stop!” I cry out, feeling sick to my stomach with fear. Richard forces my legs apart with his body and forces his hands beneath my short black dress. He grips my thighs hard, not enough to bruise as evidence he’d hurt me but just enough to make me feel pain. “Your bodies perfect, Rose. Even some of the female vampires couldn’t compare to you.” He opens a draw and to my horror he pulls out a pair of hand cuffs. Even with me struggling to escape, he managed to handcuff my wrists so they’r