The Black Rose Cast Novels & Stories

Mark Taylor stammer. “If we would know that, why should we waste our time on you.” Alex said ironically and raised his eyebrows. Mike also stood up, circle around, and stopped behind Mark Taylor and opposite Alex. “Boss, even I think Mr. Mark Taylor could be Red Rose because not only Leonard Smith in fact Lowell brothers, Steven and Andrew star also killed by Red Rose, then do you think other than Mr. Mark Taylor anybody else left from that devil group.” Mike wink at Alex and both smirk.

“Kieran?” His name left my throat as a shaky whisper. I stood paralyzed, blinking as the adrenaline that had been fueling my hunt turned into disbelief. It was definitely this playboy. That… motherfu… Kieran Montrose. My best friend. The Leader of the Black Rose legion. The biggest drug dealer of the states. In his usual black shirt with three buttons open, revealing his ancestral pendant and ripped, scarred chest. His darky silky hair a mess, gracefully falling on his face as he rose slowly.

It’s him! “What have you brought here? Explain yourselves or die.” “Sir, we present you the Red Rose. The huntress you have wanted dead for many years. She came here today, in the guise of a prisoner, with the intention to kill you. We convinced her that we would work for her, knowing that it would allow us to bring her to you, unaware of the danger she would be in. She is at your mercy, to do with as you wish Sir. She also has another identity; this woman is the new Luna of the Blue Flame pack.”

Between the two, I know what we’ll end up seeing. The girls cleaned up nicely. Rose came out of Kimi’s room wearing a denim skirt that showed off her beautiful legs, and she was wearing a black tank and red sweater. I smirked when I saw her canvas sneakers, but damn! She looked smoking hot. No idea what Kimi was wearing, but I wouldn’t be surprised if she was just as dolled up. “Damn!” I whispered in Rose’s ear.

The moment she saw me or rather her, she stopped, her eyes widened, her hand flying to her chest. “Rose… what is this?” Mom’s voice trembled. “What’s with all the makeup and that… dress? Where do you think you’re going at this time of the night?” Blaire stood, turning around slowly like a model on a runway. She wore a short, black, strapless gown that clung to her curves and left little to imagination. Even I would’ve blushed seeing myself like that. “Ta-da-da-dah!” Blaire sang, her tone playful but cruel. “This is not your lovely daughter Rose, woman. So please, move out of my way.”

I sharply commanded the driver, who also had a black mask on. The car lurched forward roughly as the driver pumped the accelerator lever. I cocked my gun and fired two shots in the air from the window. Then with a satisfied grin, I leaned back into the cushion of the car. The smell of cigarette was thick in the car as everyone was nursing a stick. I glanced at the unconscious girl's face, she was an half caste. I could tell from her skin colour, which was copper colored, and her long curly hair. I positioned her well so that her head was on my laps. It gave me the opportunity to study her facial profile well.

The teacher said and Oorvi nodded holding the flower bouquet in her hands and took few deep breaths She just said she won't faint now because her head started to spin badly. She drank some more water to calm herself. She walked towards the guest and hand him the bouquet with a small smile and said " Welcome to our college Mr..." she could not complete her sentence as suddenly everything turned black around her as she lost her consciousness despite trying hard to stay awake and got saved by… ********************** Excited to know what happened next? Next chapter will be published soon enough Till then Leave reviews on the book and comment on the chap

"Mickey, you're finally here. I was so scared. I had another nightmare. Tell me—tell me I escaped. Tell me I wasn't violated, right?" She clutched at him, desperate for reassurance. Her doe-like eyes shimmered with fear. Mickey wrapped her in his arms and gently stroked her back. "You got away. No one laid a finger on you. Don't be afraid, Rose. I'm here." Rose? Mickey, the woman in your arms—do you really believe she's your beloved Rose? Don't you know Rose is already dead? You killed her. My eyes stung as I watched another woman take my name and identity. And I could do nothing.

Michelle half whispered. Her blood boiled just by hearing his name. Inhaling deeply, Taya jetted, breaking into Ella's office. Lucas was inside with Ella in his arms. They were about to kiss but interrupted by Taya. The coffee and goodies in Taya's hands dropped off onto the floor. The black liquid splattered all over the floor near Taya's feet. Taya's eyes glared, her heart beat faster against her ribcage. "Disgusting!" She muttered through her clenched teeth while she walked closer to Lucas and Ella.

She put her phone face down on the table and laced her hands together in her lap to keep them still. At the next table, Catalina opened a paperback she was not reading. At the bar, Damien sat on a stool with his back to the room, which was the wrong way to sit unless you were trying to seem harmless, which he was. Rose walked in at nine fifty eight. She was alone. She wore a black coat. Her dark hair was pulled back tightly. Her face was the face from the Target footage, only sharper in person, the angles harder. Her eyes scanned the cafe in one slow sweep and landed on Seraphina.