Spike Rosered の小説・ストーリー

How did it get there? Rain stared down at the rose she had found by her bedside the second the woke up. The scent drifting in the air and causing her to smile. It reminded her of her time in the cabin and Rain didn’t realize how much she missed waking up to the comforting scent of roses until this one was brought to her. Rain silently wondered with a smile, would they still let her go back to the cabin or did Alexander plan to have her stay in the mansion permanently?

Sparks explode across my skin, fated and primal, crawling straight to the parts of me he hasn’t touched yet. It starts tentative. Gentle. I press our mouths together and he wraps his arms around me, one hand tangling in my hair. I moan into him, melting against his chest. Then his tongue sweeps along my lips, asking for entrance. I open for him, and he devours. Tongue tasting. Hands roaming down my back, cupping my ass. And then a different wave of sparks rolls up my spine. Zoe’s lips kiss my neck. I’m going to drown. That’s the only way to describe it. Drown in the pleasure of two mates, their hands and mouths all over me, grounding me and lighting me up all at once. My legs buckle and they

Then my father’s voice sliced through again—only to break me completely. “Brace yourself. You’re getting married to Lucas Rodriguez by noon today.” I staggered backward, nearly collapsing. The room tilted. My hand struck a vase by the shelves, and when it shattered, dull red blood dripped from my palm onto the marble floor. They didn’t care. Not one glance. Lucas Rodriguez. The name alone made my knees buckle. I’d heard it whispered before—in boardrooms, in dark corners of the city, in the trembling breaths of people who knew better than to say it aloud. Enough to make men flinch in back alleys and moguls swallow their pride.

she replied. "Nothing much... Means something happened," I said. "Well... I'll be fucking someone today," she replied making me choke on my spit. "You'll be doing what?" I asked like I had not just heard what she said. "You heard me right," she replied. "But.... What about your mate?" I questioned. "Look... Rosie. I'm an Omega. I accept my fate that my mate may probably never accept me when he realizes who I am," she responded. " So ... It's best I enjoy my life before I get old."