Novel & Cerita Ten Rose

A short queue had already formed when we got there and we joined quietly observing our year mates relate with each other, laughing and talking in small groups. It was when we were exiting the office after getting our schedules that Ella nudged me, pointing my attention to a group of six boys walking towards us. Everything about that screamed ‘Class!’, they were all very tall, they probably stood above six feet and they were muscular like they spent all their day in the gym to get their trimmed figures, their shirts clung to their chests snugly. Each one of them had their hair tinted to a streak of a different colour. They all looked similar but at the same time different. “Holy Molly” Ella s

"She deserved it! She was so terrified with the rabid dogs barking all around her, even sending a voice message where she was crying so pathetically!" Hearing that, my departed soul turned away, smiling miserably. He was the one who had said he loved me, promising to protect me for the rest of my life and vowing that no one would get to lay a finger on me. He had smiled at me so lovingly when he passed me the black rose seeds. "It is believed that black roses embody a deep and timeless love, just like the love I share with you." Yet, he had a change of heart and loved Lara instead, believing her one-sided claims that I had led a workplace ostracising campaign against her.

“Sorry, I’m a bit out of it.” She shrugged, and opening the small door in the gate. She had no umbrella with her, I’m guessing she go out in a hurry. Who wouldn’t when their cousin was standing in front of her own home gate, and staring at her house like a psycho? “Don’t apologize. Let’s get you inside before you catch a cold.” I nod, following her through the door. The walkway is just like I remember, on each side are prize winning roses. Of different colors. Huh? When do black roses exist? I took a small detour from following Alexis, bending over a patch of those strange black roses.

"Ms. Colson, once the wedding planning is canceled, we'll deduct 20% of the deposit per the contract. Please sign here if you have no objections." After confirming with me again, the staff member handed over the contract and a pen, giving me a detailed run-through before guiding me to sign on the marked line. She was young, and there was a spark of curiosity in her eyes. She looked like she wanted to say something, but she held back. It was understandable.

"I'm sorry, but Felicity and I are over. Who she's with or what she does is none of my business anymore." I turned to leave, but Felicity grabbed my wrist, her eyes blazing. "Say that again!" Her urgency wasn't love. It was pride. I met her gaze, unblinking. "We're done. I gave you ten years and ten shots. While I nursed your mom, you were locking lips with Julian. Every time I planned an engagement, you ditched me. I'm a person, not your toy. Why did you string me along if you couldn't commit?"

Blood roses. Rafael’s hand tightened around the fragile flower, crushing it slowly between his fingers. A symbol. A secret. Not grief. Not loss. Love. Defiance. War. His lips curled into a dangerous smile. "So," he said softly, almost lovingly. "The game has only just begun." He tossed the crushed rose onto the floor, grinding it under his boot. "Bring me Matteo," Rafael ordered, his voice sharp as a whip. "And this time... bring the girl too."

, she said, sending me a quick wink, making me frown. "I do have fun in general", I said, scowling at her. She shrugged and nodded her head negatively. "I highly doubt that." "Well, my definition of fun differs from yours. Also, when compared to your brother, I think I am far better." Lisa started laughing. "Oh please! When compared to Aiden even an eighty-year-old grandma is fun." After doing my makeup, she made me put on a little black dress and got dressed. . . . After a long drive, she halted in front of the most famous club in Shoresland, Bloodentine. I immediately cringed after getting down the car because of the loud ringing music.

Our cab had already arrived, so we got in and headed straight for Reno’s Boutique — one of the biggest in New York. I’d only heard about the place from Marielle, but stepping inside was something else entirely. The glass walls gleamed, the scent of expensive perfume filled the air, and designer dresses shimmered under the warm lights. I ran my fingers across one of them, smiling a little for the first time in days. Tessa and I started browsing through the racks. When we reached the trousers section, I picked a few to try on — and that was when I saw her. Marielle. She was clinging to Adrian’s arm like her life depended on it, laughing too loudly, too sweetly. The moment her eyes met mine, he

She was very surprised when she saw the bouquet of blue roses in front of her shop, because there were so many flowers in the bouquet, so the bouquet was so big and heavy. When Sarena counted the number of roses, there were 99 flowers and a card tucked among the flowers. The writing on the card made Sarena blush. "There are only 99 blue roses, because I am the 100th, my longing will be complete." Sarena looked at the arrangement of blue rose in the vase with a half-contemplative look. She has been looking for the meaning of the flower and her belief is getting stronger than Morgan may have known about its existence, because the flower means longing.

She started wagging her tail and jumping up and down. I swear I just heard her say 'Mate' but that's impossible. Second chance mates didn't exist, and we just rejected our Goddess given mate. But then, the most amazing smell hit me, even more mouthwatering than when I smelled Mason. It smelled like Whiskey and Chocolate. That mixture was breath taking. Aunt Tara noticed me sniffing the air. "Alex, what's wrong?" She asks. As soon as her last word left her mouth, he door slammed open with such force, I thought for sure it was going to fall off the henges. What I saw in front of me left me speechless. A man in his twenties, 6'11, covered in tattos with short kept black hair, and the most beaut