War Of The Roses Novels & Stories

I hate roses, especially white ones, but Georgina told me to deal with it because they put it in my balcony as a symbol of peace between the two nations. Apparently, my father gave white roses to all the wolves who were present in the signing of the peace treaty, and ever since then, it became the symbol of peace. I found the white roses dead and boring, and not something that would remind me of peace. After hearing the story from Georgina, I couldn't wait to ask my father about the significance behind choosing that flower.

“The combination of fire and ice has happened before.” Rose blinked. “It has?” “Yes.” Kael leaned forward slightly. “What happened?” Aldric’s gaze darkened. “They ended a war.” Rose frowned. “And?” “They both died doing it.” Silence fell over the clearing. Rose felt the white wolf inside her pause. Listening. She crossed her arms tighter. “That’s a terrible story.” “It’s history.” Kael remained calm. “What kind of war?” Aldric’s voice lowered. “The kind that nearly wiped out every wolf alive.”

I took hold of it and called out to everyone present. Rose: guys . I found something. Xavier: What is it ? Rose: a note . xavier : what does it say ? rose : “ the war is about to begin and my oh so dear kings I am coming to get something very important to you as it has enticed a lot . don’t worry though , I will take good care of them . as they seem to have become very important to me too . oh and until then enjoy your time together . this is an early gift from me and my people . “

Alexander shuts his eyes, trying to block out the memory of her fighting to the death to protect them. "—but it was just a fluke. Those damn Roses and their explosives; it's as if they think they're military or something. Who ever heard of the mafia using bombs? It's simply not stylish," Rolf continues. "Well, it's clear they don't care much about style," Alexander replies, recalling the young woman they encountered, who had begged for help and drawn their attention. When they were distracted by her, the Roses began shooting, and she got caught in the crossfire. He shakes his head, determined to dislodge the thought. If he dwells too long on the horrific things he's witnessed, he fears he mi

It was time for battle… ***** It had been months since that time and all of them had returned to the Red rose pack including Rosalie. Rosalie was presently in Beta Axel's house, sitting on his bed while he was feeding her some grapes. She was still pregnant but her pregnancy had grown bulgy. She was no longer afraid for her life and her baby because, during the past few months, many things had happened. There was a war between werewolves and vampires after such a long time and the vampires were brutally defeated including her father who was staked by the only weapon that could kill him. She knew all his secrets including his weakness. She wasn't sorry for him because she learned that he had

Rosalie looked up at him, her eyes filled with hatred. "You may have won this battle," she said, gritting her teeth in pain. "But the war is far from over." Ricardo laughed, knowing that the once-powerful Rosalie was now reduced to a mere shadow of her former self. "You're right," he said. "The war is far from over. But for now, I am the king of this kingdom, and you are nothing." And with that, Ricardo walked away, leaving Rosalie lying on the ground, defeated and broken.

The blood in Roses, an organization built and funded by Harry just so he could enact his long plot of revenge. An organization that took several lives, both within and outside the organization, an organization that strives to reach medical and technological advancements, not for the good of the country, but to be used and facilitated for his sole desire to seek revenge against his brother.

He didn't stay here without a reason. A day of destruction passed and Rosalie decided to join the war. She wasn't going to twiddle her thumbs when her whole nation was being ravaged by a bunch of feral brutes. Being a female ruler, her capabilities were questioned too many times. Like hell, she would let her empire fall under her watch and give misogynists a reason to oppose females tuling. The next morning, she marched out to join the war despite Handrix's protest.

It still bloomed, and seeing where Fred had kept it in the sea, Rose understood why Crystal hadn't sensed it. Rose perceived the petals of the rose in her hand, and taking in a long deep breath of its wonderful aroma, she vanished. *** Anna heard the activity going on within her father's fort and she knew that the day had only begun. They had been preparing for a war that they weren't really ready for, and now, the first White had brought the Baron, and not just him, but the Baron's whispers, and the Baron's men. These were the lot that Rose was after, that her father had been scared of for a time, and now that they were here, she was definitely coming.

*BOOM* Like a cannon ball splintering the mast of a large ship, Red Rose crashed into her opponent with the strength of a million mammoths. So brutal was her charge that the sky quaked and space itself feared for its continued existence. Her breath shook the world as she was engulfed in the delight of war, and her aura served as the crown that displayed her majesty. Her rival was no slouch either. His fists were as solid as hers although he was no Barbarian, and while he did rely on the strength of the earth elements to achieve this, it mattered not. That was his talent and right, just as it was Red Rose’s talent and right to apply her mind and body to battle – even if it meant doing somethi