White Rose Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Lisa wasn't worth it and Rosa wasn't going to let Lisa inside her head. "I make him feel things that you can only dream of," she said. "Men don't just want me for my body, you know. I let him do dark things to me and he enjoys it. You can't make him happy, Rosa. You are far too vanilla and plain. You couldn't take the types of dark fantasies that Axel has. I can." She turned and showed rosa a long white scar that ran down the length of her back. It marred the perfect golden tan she had and rosa mouth dropped open in surprise.

he whispers, walking up to me, his right hand tucked behind him, I eye his hand in amusement. He pulls it free and stretched it towards me, I find it is a single plastic rose, a small smile touched my lips. “I did not want to ruin the evening with allergies.” I collect the rose from him gingerly, “It is perfect, just like you.” “Now you are making me want to take your clothes off.” he was closer now, no more than a hair’s breath away, and the feeling of want rushed down my spine, the same way it did the first day I saw him.

Vector marked her on her birthday night and told her that he knew that they were mates but he waited for her birthday. Rose was happy for her friend. She deserved all this happiness. After all the classes, Rose was talking with her friends and went outside of the university. But when she was about to leave, a car came beside her and stopped. Everyone knew whose car it was. The car door opened and Blaze came out of the car. Rose looked at him. He tried to kiss her that night. But before that, he always tried to help her. It was his wolf that lost control when he smelled her pheromones. Any other Alpha would do the same if they were there in his place.

Rose looked so excited, I had to chuckle. “You know you’re obsessed,” I told her. “Obsessed with what?” Nate asked. “Rose here reads and writes werewolf porn,” Kimi answered. I snorted at her description of Rose’s reading preferences. “It is not porn,” she tried to defend herself. “Yes, some of them have very steamy sex scenes, but the storyline is more about finding love, and fighting rogues.” “I have no clue what you’re talking about,” Nate said with a shake of his head.

Rose looked so excited, I had to chuckle. “You know you’re obsessed,” I told her. “Obsessed with what?” Nate asked. “Rose here reads and writes werewolf porn,” Kimi answered. I snorted at her description of Rose’s reading preferences. “It is not porn,” she tried to defend herself. “Yes, some of them have very steamy sex scenes, but the storyline is more about finding love, and fighting rogues.” “I have no clue what you’re talking about,” Nate said with a shake of his head.

Each step was a gentle tug on the thread of her past, pulling her closer to the truth she sought. One sunny afternoon, as Katie strolled through a fragrant rose garden, her gaze fell upon a solitary white rose, standing tall and proud among a sea of vibrant colors. Its pristine petals symbolized the purity of her love for Rose, a love that had never wavered, despite the confusion and pain that had come to define their relationship.

And the blush that was barely receding was back again. "I'm not a pretty little flower, Roses are as pretty as they are dangerous." He scoffed, standing up and even from where he was standing, I could see that he'll tower over me. He straightened out his suit jacket. Eyes boring into mine. "The only dangerous roses are those with thorns Rose, and you my dear, you have no thorns. You're a pretty little flower, a harmless little flower." He walked towards me till he was standing right Infront of me, towering over me as expected, I craned my neck just too look at him. "I'll be taking my leave now pretty flower, say hi to Mr. Potter for me."

“Riya Wolfsong must surrender herself by the full moon... or we burn River Heart to the ground.” He dropped a black rose on the floor and vanished in a gust of cold wind. I stared at the rose, its petals already wilting. War was coming. And it had my name written in fire.

Like a wicked vixen whispering malicious chants to his soul, her smile glistened as her lips gave into a chuckle. “I think you may have secured my pity fuck…such a great wingman.” His hand itched to clench her throat the more she spewed her venomous words, but there would be a ball soon, and he would bruise her. There was no way he would touch her without bruising her. "What the fuck are you playing at, Ruby?" "Get rid of the roses for as long as I am here." "What?" "The roses, I want them gone." "Are you out of your mind?"

" I felt nothing inside. Their loss wouldn't bring back what I had lost, would it? The Spirit Fox's eight precious lives were irretrievable! I looked at Rowena, my face showing nothing. "Rowena, if you really want to make things right, just leave me alone. You and I will never happen. I'm with Chloe now, and we're happy." "No! You're lying, aren't you? How could you be with someone else?" As she spoke, Rowena grabbed the roses from her car. "James, look, I brought your favorite roses." Before she could get close, the roses were sent flying by a swift kick.