Undying Rose Novels & Stories

She didn’t have to; the little girl was walking straight to the family’s cloth stall even. Tarryn watched as Lady Vita talked to the merchant, she was smiling and pointing at cloths that had ugly colors. Blues and Whites were typical colors that didn’t have any life in them. Both colors made her hair stand out and she didn’t want that. She wanted to lie low, wanted no one to notice her. Suddenly, she senses something different in the air. Something that smelled, nice. She knew that a scent is something that you could smell, and yet this scent that she was currently sniffing, made her feel safe and comfortable. The scent felt like it was hugging her. Oddly, it reminded her of her mother when

It looked surreal. None of the two had ventured so far in the mountains so it was the first time they were seeing such a variety of flora. Valencia was looking around in wonder and she found a group of wisps hovering over a giant flower. Curious, she went near to inspect it. Meanwhile, Dominic was trying to strain his ears to hear the sound of the water flowing in the river. The small blue colored wisps seemed to notice her arrival and at first, they backed a little, huddling together. Hence, Valencia stopped abruptly too.

I was instead wearing a pale blue silky nightie. How the heck had I gotten into this tiny nightie? How? How? The material was so thin that I could make out my nipple print. What the heck happened to my bra? I felt this dizzying hotness creep all over me, my stomach heaved once More. I clutched on to the sink tightly for support, as I doubled over. The sink was quiet dusty and doesn't look like it had been used. I inhaled the dust. My breathing became shallow, and I tried to take in air. But my lungs refused to work, I wheezed and wheezed loudly, pleadingly, urging oxygen to fill my lungs.

’ Sonya rubbed her head as she was triggered. Auntie Caroline paused to take a long breath. “A rose is a woman’s strength and weakness especially if she has the Rose Duville’s bloodline. I put rose oil in these cookies when I made the dough!” Sonya lifted one of her eyebrows as she dragged a piece of bitten cookie to look. ‘I knew it!’ She smirked. “So, what happened to Rose Duville? Was she pregnant?” Sonya leaned her chin with one of her wrists.

The cool air burned against my skin, but I kept going. I have to save Ronan. I owe him that much. --- The air grew thinner as I climbed the jagged slope, rocks biting into my palms. Somewhere at the peak, it was said a rare flower bloomed only under moonlight. Lunaris Noctis, the Moonshade Lotus. A flower born from sorrow, thriving only where the living dared not tread. It was the only thing powerful enough to anchor a soul between life and death. I reached the summit, chest burning, lungs aching. The hilltop shimmered under the light of the full moon and there it was.

He saw the flower, which was far different from the flowers that could be found on the Varanus Continent. A red rose in full bloom. Subconsciously, his eyes fell on a twilight red-haired Knight who rode a few rows in front of him. A flower that could not be found on the Continent of Varanus, a flower that bloomed beautifully in the middle of the desert. But then Zaha smiled so thinly he barely looked like he was smiling at all. Arai was indeed a desert flower. A charming Desert Rose. Zaha who was wearing a black robe of the Varanus Continent adorned with golden dragon embroidery, with a pair of long earrings and a tall majestic crown then accelerated his horse a little and chased Arai.

Ninian reached out to grab the bottle. Out of all his gifts, Conan had put the most effort into this one. Rose easily avoided her and said coolly, “How would you know that this is for you and not for me? Do you know the name of the perfume? It’s called Stone Rose. Conan hired a perfumer to make this for me. It’s one-of-a-kind. “Miss Springs, I’m being nice and giving you a reminder here. It’s time for you to accept reality.” Rose left.

I breathed, the realization chilling my blood. "Rose didn't die," Damien said, leaning in so close I could see the flecks of gold in his frozen blue eyes. "She ran. Or rather, she was hidden by someone even Howard is afraid of. But she’s been a ghost for twenty years, and tonight, she finally made a mistake. She called you because she saw the news. She saw the 'Unwanted Bride' finally being claimed."

My beautiful, unique rose. - - - - - -