Rule Of Rose Novels & Stories

Rose wouldn't have spared him a glance today. "Good girl," he said with a satisfied smile. "Now let go of hmmm..." Israel's lips interrupted her. Stunned, Rose tried to push him away, but he caught her hands, draping them around his neck as he deepened the kiss. "Hmmmm," he moaned, devouring her tongue. "You know my rules," he murmured, claiming her lips again. Rose slowly gave in, their tongues entwining as she let him hold her waist, knowing his strict rules too well. If she didn’t respond to that kiss, Israel would break them, break the prophecy, and she would end up in his bed, a forbidden line she couldn’t cross.

I opened the door just a few inches and saw a small cardboard box sitting on the carpet with no name and no return address, so I pulled it inside and opened the lid while the others crowded around me to see what was inside. Resting on a bed of white tissue paper was a single rose made of delicate glass and the stem was broken in half so it looked dead and jagged, and I knew immediately that it was a message from Elena Romano because that rose was the symbol of the investment firm we had burned down in Berlin.

“I have memory, experience, and determination. And I have the one thing you never could control: me.” The room fell silent again, thick with anticipation. Every heartbeat seemed amplified, echoing like a drum announcing a battle yet to begin. Outside, the city lights flickered, indifferent to the storm brewing inside the walls of this mansion. Rosette took a deep breath, letting the weight of her words sink in. “The game has changed,” she said softly, but with unmistakable strength. “And from now on… I decide the rules.” Her father’s eyes darkened, a dangerous glint flashing across them. “Then let the game begin, Rosette. But remember… every move you make comes with consequences. And sometim

he said one afternoon, eyebrows raised as two packs argued heatedly across the clearing. Rose sipped from her cup, gaze steady. “They don’t need me to.” “They might start a fight.” “Then they’ll have to learn how to stop it.” Rowan studied her for a long moment. “You’re serious.” “Yes.” “And if they fail?” Rose met his gaze. “Then we help afterward.” Rowan exhaled slowly, a sound halfway between relief and unease. “You’re changing the rules again.” Rose smiled faintly. “No. I’m stepping out of the way.”

Rose said to him. "You don't need to bow in front of him or anyone Rose. Don't forget you are our mate now." Vladimir said with a hard face. Rose is their mate, the Queen of the Supernaturals and isn't going to fucking bow down in front of anyone. Rose nodded at Vladimir unsure. It's a rule that whenever you meet someone who is of higher rank, you need to bow down in front of them as a symbol of respect. Those who don't follow this rule are humiliated in front of everyone in the worse manner so that they won't ever repeat this mistake.

I said, nodding. “You have nothing to go home to. I have spoken with Evelyn myself. This is the best place for you and certainly the safest. If you are rejecting your rightful male then it is my ruling that a courtship contest may presume. Today, when the sun is directly overhead, all eligible males will be allowed to come forward,” Rose said, nodding and turning away. I immediately reached for her arm. As I touched it, everyone gasped. I quickly retracted my hand, realizing I’d made a mistake. Was I not allowed to touch her?

Alina was one hundred percent certain, so certain in fact that she would bet away her soul, that her house was haunted. Sitting with an expression void of emotion, Alina rested her brown irises on the resin rose settled neatly on her nightstand amongst the dust gathered there from her constant neglect. To any person that wasn't Alina, there would be absolutely nothing amiss about the beautiful ornament staring innocently back at her. But there was something horribly wrong with the picture, something Alina had been noticing a lot with the objects residing within the smothering walls of her home; the rose wasn't where she had last put it.

Her pacing was stopped by her one thought. 'If I complete this file and somehow get it implemented then I am sure, my truth will be forever hidden and then I will not have to worry about me coming in front of them... And I can trust mr. Malhotra this much that atleast he won't reveal me in front of them.... Yeah.. this is perfect.. but for that I will need perfect counter points and moreover I can't cancel the rule Rudra made, just like that... He had put forth a major point of loss and knowing businessmen they won't ever compromise with their profit.... I need to find a way out of it...' She moved to her desk and opened her laptop... She started typing something furiously and attentively...

“If you want me to accept you as my stepsister, then there’s only one thing you need to do.” I looked at him carefully while he was looking at me as well. I wonder if he’s being sincere with his conditions. I don’t seem to trust him anymore after the way he lied and pretended that we’re fine with each other. “What is it?” I asked. “You need to follow all my rules,” he replied. “And how many rules do you have?” He stopped poking my head before showing me his five fingers. “Rule 5: Stay away from my personal businesses…” “Whoa… who gives a set of rules counting backward?” I commented.

Rose asked calmly while taking out the pins out of her hair. "Oh my, yes! I already told them that not everyone who wishes to meet you gets granted!" Mrs. Rhoda assuredly told her. "I hope they listened because I won't be going out to meet with an octopus who would go against my rules!" Rose said warningly. "You have nothing to worry about because they won't go against your rules because I made it clear to them!" Mrs. Rhoda said yet again. "Alright, I would like to take off the clothing to something comfortable," Rose told her.