Shattered Rose: He Held On Tight Novelas e Histórias

Pillows and frames are scattered all around the floor, making me cautiously watch my step incase I step on one. My heart skips a beat at the sight I see; Rose sitting onto the ground as she cries out while her right hand is currently holding onto a knife—signalling her left wrist, leaving me frozen at my spot. I can't help but continue to look at her from behind, remembering that I've once see her this way before and it wasn't pleasant but the last time I saw her, she already did. ''Rose.'' I call out softly, afraid if I might startle her.

So all those times I hovered between life and death—in his eyes, it was all pretend. I pushed open the door, shattering the cozy scene inside. Wynter startled and instinctively leaned toward Silas, who reflexively turned, shielding her with half his body. Silas' expression faltered. "Chloe? What are you doing here? In your condition, you shouldn't be wandering around like this."

As I am about to fling the door wide with my rage, it bursts open to reveal a drunk and disorderly man. Looking him up and down in distaste, Rose can only assume he is lost and tries to redirect him down the hall to his room… however, in her anger, she forgot to find the robe and is currently standing in front of said man wearing only her undergarments and a blouse half unbuttoned to her ribcage. He didn’t miss a thing though as he leered at her with a smirk. “Just what I needed to finish my night, a vision to warm my bed” he bellowed. As he took a step forward, almost falling into the room, Rose tried to prevent him from getting any farther. “Oh no you don’t, I am not some whore at this inn

My hands trembled as I reached for the doorknob. I opened it. And froze in place. Ethan was standing there—yes, but he wasn’t alone. Vanessa stood right beside him, her painted lips twisted into a smug smirk. Behind them, flashes erupted. Cameras. At least four reporters, their hands gripping their gear like vultures ready to swoop down on a carcass. For a moment, I felt paralyzed. My breath caught in my throat, horror coursing through my veins like wildfire. Vanessa’s voice sliced through the silence, sweet yet laced with venom.

His eyes widened, and all of the blood began to drain from his face. The bouncer reacted first, pushing Henry back and shouting for help. It was then that a shiny object slipped from Henry’s grasp onto the modern blue carpet. Her mouth fell agape as her eyes widened with realization. The blood was draining from Rome’s face because it was spilling all over the floor. As he fell forward, she rushed to him, grabbing hold of him and lowering him to the floor. His voice was just a whisper, but she could understand what he was saying, “Ella… I love you, Ella.”

However, she struggled to reach them, her hands were barely grazing the shelf. "Hold on, let me help," Alex offered, quickly moving to assist her. "I can... reach," Vanessa said, standing on her toes, but something fell, startling her, and she almost lost her balance. Alex caught her in time, pulling her close to himself. As they stood there, Vanessa became lost in his eyes, and they stared intensely into each other's eyes. Alex's gaze drifted to her lips again, and his heart skipped a beat. He felt an overwhelming urge to kiss her, and before he knew it, he softly pecked her lips.

Their foreheads touched, and they breathed each other in, taking each other's passion and soul stirring feelings within one another. As they held each other, the world outside receded, leaving only the two of them, lost in this moment. And in that moment, time stood still, leaving only the gentle beat of their entwined hearts, surrounded by the silent whispers of rose petals. ━━━━━━━━━━ So how was the chapter yall peeps? Any thoughts on today's characters?

And the blush that was barely receding was back again. "I'm not a pretty little flower, Roses are as pretty as they are dangerous." He scoffed, standing up and even from where he was standing, I could see that he'll tower over me. He straightened out his suit jacket. Eyes boring into mine. "The only dangerous roses are those with thorns Rose, and you my dear, you have no thorns. You're a pretty little flower, a harmless little flower." He walked towards me till he was standing right Infront of me, towering over me as expected, I craned my neck just too look at him. "I'll be taking my leave now pretty flower, say hi to Mr. Potter for me."

She rapped River's part happily 🎵I am forever strong, forever bound with 🎵The power of peace and pride, 🎵And no one can tear me down. The door suddenly opened and Stella entered,Rose stopped dancing and stopped the music. Stella was glaring at her "You seduced him right?" She asked Rose sighed "No,,I didn't. I don't have to seduce anyone before they fall in love with me okay?" Rose said and Stella let out a fake laugh She walked closer to Rose

Nadia’s hands flew. “What happened?” I dropped beside her. “The second compound,” she said, tense. “It’s reacting to the treatment. I didn’t expect this.” Her hands didn’t stop. “Hold him still. Both hands, shoulders. If he moves, this gets worse.” I grabbed Damien’s shoulders and held tight. He was burning up. Skin like fire under my hands. Eyes open but unfocused. The shaking was so rough I had to brace, and I kept my grip, eyes on Nadia, never Damien’s face. I couldn’t afford that.