True Blood Rose Novels & Stories

Her lipstick was already smudged from their kisses in the car. “Damn, I missed this place,” Rose said, pulling off her heels. She dropped her purse, not even caring where it landed. Her hands went straight under Bryan’s shirt, and down his pants, pulling them out and taking in the big c*ork. “Damn! Is still as big and well curved as I like. Mummy is about to take you to the full moon.” She bent down and shoved the whole c*ork down her throat. He held her as she thrust in and out with her throat.

They did not know what was happening but they were praying for Alpha Arvan. Rose felt pain in her head. She could feel blood rolling from her nose. But she didn't stop. "Tell him that if you want to accept him or not." Caroline shouted. "I, Rose Lee, accept you as my Alpha and my mate, Alpha Arvan." She pushed and stroked her palm over his stomach for the last time. Caroline stopped her spells, the wooden fire blew up and it became all dark everywhere. Rose slowly moved her palm from his stomach. But before she could see anything. She fainted and fell into Arvan's chest.

She looked confused. "What are you doing?" she asked. Fuck! I didn't even hear her come in. Now, I have to think of a lie. "Uh.." I trailed "I was just taking back our blood. Alpha Rhys doesn't like the idea of having our blood out in public since we're royalty" "OH" she nodded in understanding "I understand" "Thanks" Before she could say another word, the door opened. Rose came in, holding a child on her hip. Rose.

I raised myself slightly off her body, allowing her to slip the offensive article off my torso. "As you wish," I smirked and set my lips to work on her neck. Occasionally, she'd release an un-Alpha like whimper which only worked to spur me on. I pulled her shirt off, revealing her plump breasts as they nestled in a bright red bra. Red has never been my favorite color, it reminded me too much of blood, but on Rose, the color caused my cock to harden even more. I'd never been this hard in my life.

Kitty said, reaching out to the rose with her bare hands -- the thorns would handle the blood taking. "No," Erebus stopped her. "We are in this together!" Kitty protested, glaring at him. "Yes, we are." Erebus put on his alpha tone, "I can handle it right now. I will ask when I need your help." He didn't want Kitty to be hurt in anyway unnecessary. Reluctantly, Kitty kept on walking. Feeding the rose with blood was helping a lot on the strength draining. They came far after Erebus began to feed the rose by dropping blood on its petals, and the rose grew more and more of a bloodred scarlet, somehow looking enticing and delicious.

Should Rose help her step-mother or not? ***

Rose’s breath steadied. “I’m choosing to be something *complete*.” His hand lifted again. Not striking. Reaching. Always reaching. “Then prove it.” This time— She didn’t wait. --- Rose stepped into him. Not cautiously. Not defensively. Fully. Her fire didn’t erupt. Didn’t flare. It *aligned*. Every part of it. Every layer she had touched in the ruins. Every piece she had begun to understand. It all came together. Not into something bigger. Into something *truer*.

“Trust no rose that bears no thorns, for those roses are fated to be plucked and domesticated. While Diana is the wild rose that is destined to bloom eternally. For that fate, for that eternity, I will bear all the thorns for her. To keep her safe…” My vision turned misty. I remember everything. I looked at my hands. I went into a trance, seeing the blood drip from my hand as I held my burning rose. Janus put his hand on my shoulder, bringing me back to reality. My hands weren’t bleeding and my rose was still a bud. “Zeph…” Janus lifted his brow. I cleared my throat. “I am ok.” “You better be, because I think my bestie has some really interesting plans for you,” he said with a smirk.

*Boom* Red Rose summoned all the strength within her body into her legs and pushed off the ground, exploding towards Village Head Samoa with so much power that the eyes of the undead which were not meant to show any emotion, narrowed in stern surprise; yet there was an even creepier reaction that took Red Rose’s focus away from Village Head Samoa’s eyes. For a maniacal smile that should have been impossible of an Undead, graced the lips pf the former general, and his bloodthirsty aura grew stronger. *BOOM*

It made him wonder if he really did deserve her trust, and this extent of secrets revealed? Crystal seemed to know what he was thinking and said, "Somehow, half of what I just told you isn't a secret. It's left for the knowing mind to figure it out. Rose is blood. Rose is lust. And Rose is danger. Blood because of her colour. Lust because of her petals. And danger because of the thorns that do protect her from being held. There's no exception where you'd say she only gives herself to the one she deems special. No there's nothing like that for Rose. She gives herself to anyone really. But the question is, can they be able to hold her for long, while spilling blood? You see, Rose isn't like Cl