White Rose Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The waterfall roared louder than usual, but a rancid smell overpowered the usual scent of roses. Rogues were waiting for her, not Xavier. One of them was the unkempt man from the market. Rose readied herself, then she felt him. Xavier, running flat out, drawn by the bond. He burst into the clearing, eyes blazing. “Rose, run!” “No, we fight together.” Then the wild roses moved like a living thing. They had always grown thick here, but tonight they came alive. Vines wrapped her ankles, thorns gentle against her skin, petals brushing her face.

"My car is outside. We leave now, or we die in this club." Sloane looked at the door, then back at the man who was supposed to be her target. She reached into her clutch and pulled out a single, preserved black rose. She dropped it on the chest of the man she had just killed. "The job is done," she whispered, her eyes locking onto Julian’s. "But the war is just beginning." He didn't wait. He grabbed her hand, their fingers interlocking—forged in the heat of the hunt—and pulled her into the rainy night.

I climbed up my blankets and set the laptop on the bed. I laid on my side and turned on the movie. Halfway through the romance movie I fell asleep too I began to have a dream. *I was standing in a room I had never been in, I looked around when I noticed a mirror. I walked up to the mirror and looked at myself, I was wearing a beautiful white dress. I look at the dress more closely, it's a wedding dress. I see a veil on my head and a weird look ring on my left ring finger. As I stood there confused at the outfit I was wearing I heard a knock on the door. I turned to look at the door I was just staring a few minutes ago, I waited before I could move the door busts up and in come Tate and Skye.

Roose said and anger was shown in her eyes. "A very Good morning My most Beautiful princess. This beautiful flower for the most beautiful person in the world! White Lily with Red Roses, just like you. I remember you always loved it. Take this and give a beautiful smile so that my day will be very beautiful." Marcas said all these loving things very sweetly and broke Christian and Roose's argument.

I remembered what the Seer had muttered. "A blooming rose attracts two maidens. The scent of it shall cause the cherry blossoms to flourish and the Belladonna to wither. Love will find one and break the other. You, Alexios Rose, shall be the architect of all their undoing." It was cryptic but the kiss I shared with Lydia was beginning to write itself. Was I losing love for Fiona, I asked myself. It was disgusting to even think it. Fiona was my rock. I couldn't just lose love for her because of some accursed bond. This was my wolf talking, I convinced myself. It had to be. I continued to endure the thoughts that followed when the door suddenly creaked open. My fingers fondled with the valve.

She beamed and said, “yes, I have talked to dad and he wants us to get married in the span of one month at most.” Rudra nodded and muttered, “fine, now please leave me alone. And for God’s sake, you are chief doctor and do some work.” Kiara moved out of the cabin and her minions instantly joined her tailing behind her. Rudra heaved a deep breath to control his anger that want to escape... he slumped in his chair and held his head in his hands. His gaze fell on the two frames on his table. One of his family with his three lovely angels and his father. His mother; Gayatri, his sister; Sanjana, and his grandmother. His lips curved into a small smile seeing them all smiling. But them his gaze fe

Because of my stupid heart which beats only for him. From time to time, my near ones come and crush my soul like it doesn't matter what I think and what I feel. I'm feeling suffocated and heaviness inside me wants to hide in his arms. I sigh. I walk towards the flower garden in the castle. The Castle has a very beautiful garden of roses. I've always been a fan of roses. I like the sweet fragrance of the roses and suddenly the strong fragrance of the roses reminded me, of Dan. Dan always gives me roses. I sat down among the roses, closed my eyes, and let the tears fall from it

Her most favourite ones were the white roses. When she reached the prince's garden, she was overjoyed when she saw that the white roses had bloomed beautifully. She squatted down and carefully stroked the flowers, with a smile on her lips. Her thoughts drifted again to Prince Xavier, the man whom had often appeared in her dreams for the past few years. It's true, she had fallen deeply in love with this prince.

**Zara/Reika** Long after I had left the trampled mess of roses at Stephan’s door I was still fuming with rage. Morning had washed away the humiliation I felt from the previous night, but as I set my eyes on the blooming red roses, I felt the rage return in two folds. My fingers itched to hurl the flower across the room, maybe set it on fire for dramatic effect, but I wasn’t sure how to control the fire if it decided to spread past proportion.

Left alone on a bench, Rose contemplates Saisha's words, pondering her costume choice for the evening. Suddenly, Rose's attention is drawn to the vibration of her phone, indicating a new message. Eagerly grabbing her phone, she reads the text that instructs her to wear black, emphasizing the need for her to be a witch rather than a fairy. Anger courses through her veins as she frowns, feeling manipulated and deceived. She lifts her eyes, scanning the surroundings until her gaze falls upon Blaze, who is also engrossed in texting someone on his phone.