Serena Roses Novels & Stories

I atleast know that she my responsibility now and I have to protect her. I look at and see her opening her eyes and looking at boar and then around her when she see me she looks at me. And I look at her. Her eyes are dark brown. My grandma told me she was beautiful but she never told me that she has such mesmerizing eyes that you forget yourself. What am I even thinking. I ask her if she is alright and she says that she is ok and tries to stand up and but can't I offer to help but she says she would be alright. I tell her that it would not hurt her princess dignity if she will atleast take his one hand for support. For a second I can see fire in her eyes and think that princess word offended

The teenage girl smirked and suddenly disappeared. ‘Hey’ ivory shouted ‘who are you?’ ‘Me’ the girl said suddenly appearing near the dried up puddle. ‘The name is Anita and let’s say I was a close confident of ivory before she vanished…she ordered me too take care of you’. ‘Is she dead’ ivory or rather ivy asked curiously. ‘No, she’s very much alive’. ‘Then where is she, why am I here and am I dead back on earth…and why did I have a dream where she or rather I disintegrate into ashes’.

This statement caused Mr to laugh and others to look at me bewildered, as no one in this situation would react by laughing . But the moment I spoke many emotions could be seen on their faces. Author POV Rose : you are absolutely right that I used to be abused and that I was categorised as a runt but your claim regarding me being weak is absolutely wrong. Serena : and why is that ? Rose: I lost my parents and my childhood at the age of 5 when my pack was attacked and my parents died protecting me , infront of my eyes . The people who were my other support system, my papa and mamma , lost contact with me . And when the killers of my parents tried to kill me my wolf showed an early appear

SERENA As I walked into my studio that morning, I couldn't help but notice the stunning bouquet on my desk. The vibrant colors and sweet fragrance filled the room, instantly brightening my day. A small envelope with my name delicately written on it was nestled among the flowers. My heart raced with anticipation as I carefully opened it. Inside, I found a note, handwritten with care. It read, "Get ready for a magical evening, my dear Serena. Dinner at 7 pm, and the driver will pick you up. With love, Damian." A rush of excitement coursed through me. Damian had planned a surprise dinner for us, and the thought of spending an evening together, just the two of us, filled me with joy. I glanced a

A looked crossed his eyes,but it went away as quickly as it came, and soon he was looking at me amused again. "Of course, I didn't anticipate finding raunchy books in a sweet girl's bag, you're definitely right. Noted, I'm never doing that again." I scowled and he smirked. "So Rosie?" He asked, I couldn't help it, I rolled my eyes at that, rubbing at my temples. "No, my name's Rosette, not Rosie. That's childish." "Okay, so Rose. Well that's a pretty name for a very pretty girl, as cliché as it sounds, it's the truth, you're a pretty little flower." And the blush that was barely receding was back again.

SERA Rosa opened the door before Sera finished knocking. She was sixty, maybe sixty-two. Small. The kind of woman whose stillness suggested she had spent decades in rooms where being unobtrusive was a form of survival. She looked at Sera and her eyes filled immediately. Not with tears. With something that had been waiting too long for somewhere to land. “You look like her,” Rosa said. “Your mother. Around the eyes.” Sera’s chest pulled tight. “May I come in,” she said. Rosa stepped back.

(Major Serena) Everyone in the scene just keep their mouths shut and just decided not to looked at Major Selena way and what she was about to do nor what she is currently doing. Because Major Serena, is a very unique individual, Major Serena was the Resource Department, Vice Director, Number 3 person of The Resource Department directly under the Minster Andrea. Also she was also from the First Generations of Maiden Unit, Code Number M20, She was, just like all the Maiden extremely beautiful, with her curvy sexy body, purple long hair and wearing her always overly tight uniform, looking at her at first glance, she might looks like a very elegant, docile and gentle woman, with her delicate blo

Is it a coincident? ''With their warm, vibrant tones, orange roses symbolise enthusiasm and desire. If someone is looking for a way to express admiration and attraction—with an underlying message of passion and excitement, they'll send you a bouquet filled with these fiery blooms.'' She breathes out, smiling as she eyes each of the orange roses, ''I haven't seen him for quite some time, I'm not so sure if his interest has changed.'' ''I'm pretty sure they remain the same,'' I reply. She turns to me, ''It's beautiful how your name is Rose. Have you met my son, Elia?''

With how long and slender it was, it was impossible for someone not to wonder just how beautiful her face had to be to match her body. Cassian instinctively looked at her face, and at the same time, she noticed him. Their eyes met. Instantly, he stopped breathing. All he could think of was how such a captivating woman could exist. Serena was probably around 30 years old. She had a thick head of hair and an oval-shaped face with large, round eyes. She gave off a naturally seductive air that reminded people of nymphs and sirens. She spoke up first. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

She nods, but stays for a moment longer. Serena is a short, slim woman, with tight blonde curls that fall just past her shoulders. She has sharp features, a small pointed nose, large almond-shaped eyes, that had been bright blue and glowing gently in the video from her camera feed, and full lips that are parted slightly in sleep.