Novel & Cerita The Book And The Rose

Her spare hand immediately went for rescue and waved in front of the nose to remove the foreign particles that made her sneeze. Once she regained her breath, she moves her long and pale fingers over the beautiful cover. The golden letters engraved on the thick leather, left her mesmerized. She consecutively traced a golden rose drawn at another corner. ‘DEVIL’S REDEMPTION’ The cover screamed, and she eagerly took her place back on the same chair. As she opened the first page, a dried rose fell from within the book. Smiling, she picked it up and gently placed it back on its original position. The dried rose has withered from the edges and will soon turn into dust. The rose belonged to her dec

Someone ripped it. April Rose felt like there were a lot of important information about Cassandra Spellflower that was taken out of the book. She felt a surge of eagerness to know more about Cassandra. She flipped the pages of the book hoping to find the ripped pages, but she couldn’t find them. She grabbed a different book, flipped the pages over and over again only to find nothing but dust falling. She grabbed two more books and flipped them in hopes of finding the missing pages. Instead of finding the ripped pages, she noticed something fell from one of the books she just flipped. It was an old photo. She went down on her knees and picked up the photo, and when she flashed the light on it

She wants to be like Rose who gets perfection, especially Rose's heart, to be extraordinarily broad. Cheryl's cat eyes roamed around Rose's room. Her eyes stopped at Rose's bookshelf. Rose has an extensive collection of books, from books of knowledge, philosophy, novels, to comics. Cheryl approached the bookshelf and looked at the novel shelf. One book with a pink cover caught her attention, Cheryl turned to the first page, but she stopped. Cheryl's mind was out of focus. Finally, Cheryl closed the novel and put it into place. Unintentionally, Cheryl's beads caught a fairly thick notebook. Cheryl pulled the book, and it was Rose's diary. The diary is so aesthetic because Rose has decorated i

I watched the images, and my heart was still. "They're beautiful," I said calmly. Then I snatched the book from his hands. "Rosa? What are you doing—" I threw the grimoire into the nearby font of holy water. "NO!" Kaelan screamed in horror. The moment the book hit the water, it burst into flames. White fire consumed the precious images. 998 roses turned to ash in the inferno. Kaelan lunged for it, but the second his hand touched the holy water, it was severely burned.

I’m sure it’ll happen one day. I realize that I haven’t made it past a single page of my book. Ironically, it’s about pup-bearing. Rose has read—and re-read—every book in the castle library on childbirth, and since I’m both guarding her and hoping to have pups of my own one day, I’m trying to catch up with her on the reading part just so I know everything she knows, so I’ve checked out a few books of my own.

Out of the thousands of spells she proclaimed to know, was there not one that could save her? I find myself in the library, a sanctuary of sorts, away from the prying eyes of the court. The musty smell of old books and the faint scent of burning wax provide a familiar comfort. I trace my fingers over the spines of ancient tomes, picking out one titled ‘Rogueness and the Struggles to Find a Cure’. It’s a book I keep coming back to, its worn pages an evidence to my desperate search for answers. I slump down on the cushioned bench and flip the pages. It opens where I expect it to—revealing a dried rose, tucked between the pages. The petals are brittle, a cruel reminder of a time long past, of a

*** "Sebastian? Sebastian! Sebastian where are you?" Gosh, where could he be? Zeke took the stairs to the back and proceeded to the green house. "Sebastian!" He called as he entered. He heard some rustling ahead by the rose plantation so he approached. He sighed he relief when he saw Sebastian sitting on a bench by the rose flowers. "Here you are." Sebastian didn't raise his head to him. Zeke joined him on the bench. Non of them said anything for the first two minutes until Zeke broke the awkward silence.

I know it is a bit, no a lot graphical but atleast it would save me from saying anything and that would be relief then the strain of explaining it to them. But before I think of confiscating that book I feel gentle kiss on my lips by my husband and as usual I get lost in that then decide to go with the flow. I am also relieved I am his first too because of this book. And as I am happy I do as the book suggested which made us both go wild. When I come out of the daze, I look up to see Rudra eyes closed. I am laying on his chest as he holds me. Then I look at table and see the book lying there. I slowly part from him and wrap myself in my dupatta.

A drop of tear landed on the back of my hand. I ignored it and made a rose appear out of thin air just like a magician. "When we first started dating, you were nothing but a bouncer. The owner's enemies came looking for trouble. On Valentin's Day, you were severely injured and covered in blood. I was worried sick. I cried helplessly as I looked at your wounds. But what did you do? You pulled out a rose that you had been hiding, and it was covered in blood." Thomas chuckled as he took the rose from me.

She simply closed the book, set it down, and waited for my instruction, her green eyes fixed on me with complete submission. I walked over to her, reaching down to place my hand flat against the side of her neck, feeling the steady beat of her pulse under her skin.