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"You know that, right? It is quite rare and expensive.” Benji's response surprised her and made her feel awed. “Of course, Miranda. My intention in giving her flowers is to make her feel special. The rose is a classic, and the black rose is just going to make things better. I have decided that I am going to go with Black Rose. It is unique, beautiful, and mystifying, just like her.” “I have never been more proud of you, Benji. I am so impressed. Are you certain you are immune to emotions?” She asked, amused.

After the period of darkness, we emerged at a tunnel-like exit; the exit was surrounded by few rocks & light broken-off concrete, three blue roses and one black rose. "Hey, I thought you said these were extremely rare," I said while pointing at the blue roses. "They are. Why is that the first thing you ask about?" Valkon responded. "What do you mean? It’s a valid question. I’ve also never seen a black rose before," I argued. “It sprouted from all of the dark magic surrounding this place. Black roses are a symbol of dark magic or ritualistic practices; it’s not surprising to see it growing here,” he explained.

I didn't want to be subjected to the torture of having to put up with this shitty attitude. "Do you even realize what you have agreed to?" Silas scoffed, looking down at me like a dumb child incapable of making decisions. "We cannot let you in on any of our business or plans without you belonging solely to The Black Rose... there will be no out for you," Silas emphasized. "Not even when Elijah's killer is found," he declared coldly—or rather, with a satisfied tone.

Rose As tears start to fall from my eyes, I remain frozen at my spot; somehow surprised to hear his voice. My eyes wandering around—trying to find if he's actually here, watching me but I see nothing, causing me to cry even more. I want to hear more of him, I want to hear from him, I want him here. ''How's my Rose?''

A hand clamped over her mouth. “Going somewhere?” a voice whispered into her ear. She knew that voice. Gabriel. The bodyguard. Always silent. Always watching. “You shouldn’t be out here,” he said, pulling her to her feet. “I….I got lost,” she lied. He didn’t look convinced. But he let her go. “For your sake,” he murmured, “don’t make that mistake again.” *** The next morning, everything changed. Thiago arrived. He wasn’t what she expected. No scars. No threatening demeanor. Just an older man with silver hair and eyes like oil; slick, dark, unreadable.

This was the time when Leo could see the Assassin properly he knew the Assassin was a female because of the voice. It was dark as the only light was moon light the Assassin stood up and removed the mask and the hood as her short blue hair started waving in the air where her face was just stunning those black eyes with a hint of moonlight glaring through them with the small pink lips and the stunning thin curved body which looked like a goddess body. All Leo could do was stare and as the Assassin saw Leo staring she smiled which made Leo blush and turn his head away in embarrassment. “I am Black Rose,” said the Assassin. “I am... I am X” Leo Replied embarrassingly. “Weird name for a character

Well the rose is a symbol. There are six different types of roses used to propose to ladies in the glitz planet. The blue, black, white, Violet, yellow and red rose. The blue rose symbolize power, it is the most powerful rose a woman could ever get proposed to with. It is a symbol of the Aceland royal household! Only the emperor and his male sons are allowed to use it as a proposal token. The black rose belongs to the Crestland royalty which is also one of the most powerful provinces of glitz planet.

She was still screaming and wailing, not pausing for a second even though he was there. Tyler was just about to walk into his apartment having unlocked the door with his card key when he caught sight of what had her disturbed. Laying on the floor was a bouquet of black roses. His blood ran cold as he bolted in and shut the door. Black roses? He couldn't help questioning himself. That was not a good sign in any way. Black didn't mean well on a norm because it signified a lot of negative things. Like death. And in the case of the roses, the meaning was not far-fetched either way. It meant vengeance, revenge, and of course death.

He asked as he jumped to his feet. "What are you talking about man?" "Why are you here?" "I decided to walk to school with my girlfriend and her friends." He answered. "Is that so bad?!" "Girlfriend?!" Seven repeated with disbelief. "Yes, bro." Mykel answered. "What's wrong?" Seven looked Levi up and down, he was dressed in his uniform just like the rest of them. His long dark curly brown hair was hung over his hazel eyes. He was tall with a chiseled jaw and tanned skin. He had to admit that he was attractive.

She loves flowers. The stem of flower is very thick I take out my knife from basket and try to cut it. I cut the stem and as I go to put it my basket I hear a snap of twig breaking nearby. Thinking it were guards I stand up to confront them with flowers in one hand and knife in another and basket near my feet. But it wasn't father's guards it was a big black wild boar. I stay still as boar stands there, a little movement and I will become his focus for anger.