Undying Rose Novels & Stories

Just outside the city gates, a patch of Lias Roses curled up towards the sky. They were beautiful. Elegant in their shape, something akin to a heart, and their colors changed depending on the emotion one felt when presenting them. Lias Roses could read the emotions of your heart through your Lias, but few people picked them. Their thorns were quite annoying, as once they pricked someone, the thorns grew larger, the size tripling for every little drop of blood on it. If one got stuck within a neck, the victim would die immediately. Silas appeared with a book in his hand, his hand cast out towards the bush.

" Let's just fix your wife." I said with a sigh as I powered up my Rosepast. My eyes turned dark red as I held my hands in prayer to my lips " Rosepast." I whispered into my hand, the skin under my collarbone moves apart as a red glass rose glowing purple appears. I lifted my forefingers and middle fingers to create a triangle. The middle petals of the rose start to rotate as the triangle lights up in a purple flame. " Let the past be seen." The middle petals of my Rosepast stop rotating as the outer petals slowly start expanding.

“Sorry, I’m a bit out of it.” She shrugged, and opening the small door in the gate. She had no umbrella with her, I’m guessing she go out in a hurry. Who wouldn’t when their cousin was standing in front of her own home gate, and staring at her house like a psycho? “Don’t apologize. Let’s get you inside before you catch a cold.” I nod, following her through the door. The walkway is just like I remember, on each side are prize winning roses. Of different colors. Huh? When do black roses exist? I took a small detour from following Alexis, bending over a patch of those strange black roses.

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.

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.

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."

##1 ##1 Shaina, tell me how Reive Eridanus Castro-Firel was defeated? Tell me how the Undead King died? (Ashg.)