Novel & Cerita Vampire Roses

Blood roses. Rafael’s hand tightened around the fragile flower, crushing it slowly between his fingers. A symbol. A secret. Not grief. Not loss. Love. Defiance. War. His lips curled into a dangerous smile. "So," he said softly, almost lovingly. "The game has only just begun." He tossed the crushed rose onto the floor, grinding it under his boot. "Bring me Matteo," Rafael ordered, his voice sharp as a whip. "And this time... bring the girl too."

“Now we live. We love. We lead. We raise hell when needed. And we keep building the world we almost didn’t believe we could have.” “And if the world tries to burn again?” “We rise,” she said simply. “From the ashes?” “No,” Nalia said. “With the ashes. And we make something new.” The night began with blood-red roses. Thousands of them, cascading from the vaulted ceilings of the Vampiric Court like a living storm. Their scent—rich, dark, and heady—mingled with burning cedar and spiced wine. Shadows danced across carved obsidian pillars, and moonlight filtered through enchanted glass to cast haunting reflections across the polished floors.

She had such a good heart. Then she said conversationally, “You know there’s no such thing as black with blue-tipped roses, right?” My mouth sagged open, before I blinked and shook my head, unable to believe what I’d just heard. “Say what again?” “Roses only come in shades of white, red, yellow and purples or variations and mixes between those. Anything else is artificially created.” Still slowly shaking my head back and forth in adamant denial, I said, “No…no, that can’t be right.”

Today was Ira’s lucky day, as Theodore stormed inside the room on time and stopped his wife from chocking Ira to death. “What are you doing, Love?” asked Theodore hugging his wife tightly and moving her away from the frightened she wolf. “I hate this smell! She is a bad wolf!” said Rose fuming with anger. Rose is actually a special vampire, gifted with reading aura and character of people. There was just one exception that she was unable to read aura of ancient vampires who are far older than her like Evandor and Theodore because they are more powerful and can easily block her powers. “I know. She has been kicked out of her pack” replied Evandor calmly.

Rose said, crouching down, “Because the only one who will kill him will be me!” With that, she pulled a dagger and slit the man’s throat. ... It’s been three hours since the attack happened. I was helping the men get things straight, looking for guests, and watching how Rose ordered around. Rose had brought a group of her men. It was a small army of forty vampires. After she killed the group leader, the rest of the hunters try to flee or got killed. I had noticed something happened to Rose. She had her dress destroyed and her face covered in blood. I tried to have a word with her, but she didn’t give me a chance. Neither did Jordan.

Chapter Two: SIGHTING Later that night, Rojean dolled up to go to a place that was both a nightclub and a bar that everyone was talking about. She was old enough, for sure, especially if she was going to get married soon. But she was never the kind of person to go out on the weekends, to a club or even a bar and always preferred the comfort of their apartment which Lucas didn’t mind at all even when he wanted to go out. She was in a cream coloured off shoulder dress which stopped mid-thigh and hugged her curves beautifully.

A red rose is not selfish because it wants to be a red rose. ✾ “Your arm?” I blink reluctantly at the woman in front of me. Biting my bottom lip, I slowly raise my hand and show her my wrist. She grabs onto it, pulling it towards her. She smiles at me, or I think she does, the only part of her that I could see either way was her lips, the bottom part of her nose, and everything below her ankles. Then she pulls a small sharp pen from her pocket, stabs it on my wrist, making me flinch. The pen starts turning red, and just like that she had taken some of my blood.

We needed something to ease the tension in the room, to get Aradia and Ezrand to let something useful slip. They wouldn’t divulge much else in front of us, and Kathrena and I had spoken carefully when describing the events of the night to them. We were playing for the same team, we all wanted to score in the same goal, but we weren’t sure that we could trust our teammates with the finer details, the little things – like the fact that the two Clan members they thought of as children, I supposed, were mated to non-vampire partners. “Not naturally,” Ezrand said, nodding at the rose. “It’s in honour of David, the rose, and he’d once mentioned wanting to find a witch to turn one black – just one

He doesn’t seem to be hot yet his chest was shiny and it accentuated the ripples of his muscles more. Rosa has to raised her head and look up seeing this strange ma… no, vampire was huge and so much taller than her. In fact, he could break her bones without any effort and when she feel her blood flowing down her palm, the scary vampire closed his eyes as he inhale and hum in pleasure of the scent of her blood. He opens his eyes and Rosa didn’t get the chance to move away when he has her wrist in his tight grip. His face was closer to her palm and he inhale the scent of her wound deeply though he never took the opportunity to lick her wound. Not that she wanted for it to happen but he seems c

She was telling me that only) "Shayari teased " Do not worry i know how to make her happy. "Zarun said with a wink " I will take my leave now, you both come together. "Shayari said and left from there " is my wife still angry with me? "Zarun asked " you did nothing to make me less angry "Zeenat said " Gulaab ka rang laal hona uski khasiyat hai Aur apni khafa hui begum ko manana hamari khasiyat hai (Rose being red is it's specialty and making my angry wife calm is mine) "Zarun said and handed a box to Zeenat