روايات وقصص ضمن White Rose From Alice In Wonderland

***** Roen's Palace: Queen Rosa stood up from the ground and went over to her flowers, picking a blue rose. She held it in the air and started whispering some strange words and the rose left her hands and started floating in the air, spinning around in the air. The rose petals started removing by itself and began forming circle. It started growing bigger and bigger until it was like the size of a portal.

He had been nothing but patient with me, even when I pushed him away several times, and sometimes I felt like I didn't deserve him. “Your Majesty,” Alice called softly, snapping me out of my thoughts. She handed me a bouquet of beautiful white roses. I took them slowly, bringing them up to my nose and taking a long whiff. I grinned at their pleasant fragrance. “It's time,” Mom murmured, and I nodded, linking my arms with hers as we slowly exited the room and walked down the hallway. Some servants that were hurrying down the hallway, going about their duties, stared wide-eyed when they saw me approach but quickly shook off the surprise in their eyes and bowed deeply as we walked past.

At that moment, it felt as though the forest held its breath with me as if it was sharing its secrets with anyone who would take the time to listen. As I continued walking, I was about to turn down a path to head to my desired location when I stepped on something soft. Looking down, it was a rose. A white rose, specifically, just like the ones in my mother’s favourite rose bush on the castle grounds. I knelt, resting my elbow on my knee as I picked up the crushed flower and examined it. It was clearly plucked from the bush recently, as aside from being stepped on, it looked fresh, but it seemed peculiar for it to have been picked and then discarded. Before I stepped on it, it seemed to have

The walls boasted a prominent shield adorned with the Alpha crest. Inside, I discovered a lavish collection of clothing and furniture made of gold and mahogany. As I approached the large window next to the bed, I couldn't resist taking another whiff of the fragrant rosewood. The scent was captivating but unusually potent. Upon closer inspection, I noticed a porcelain vase tucked in the corner, partially concealed by the curtains. It held four stems of wild roses. Ah, no wonder. Snatching a stem from the vase, I took a deep whiff, savoring the scent that instantly reminded me of one person—Marsai.

I was concerned about them starting to remember things. The blue rose was achieved by my mother with much difficulty from a witch. It was a rose with a spell of evilness and puppet-like qualities. One must become the master and can pull the strings of the Alphas only with the blue rose. I was able to make Silas listen to me because he was the Alpha King. Every time he would enter the house, his wolf would feel dizzy and the rose will make him listen to me. I never overdid it, because the blue rose has a life and a limit.

Suddenly, an uninvited guest crashed the wedding halfway through. It was Carlo. He was bony, wearing a wrinkled suit, and holding a wilted bouquet of roses. He staggered in front of me, babbling, "Rosa… look, I brought you your favorite roses. Won't you marry me? Let's get married today." Luca's bodyguards moved in to remove him, but I held my hand up. I took the wilted bouquet of roses and looked straight at him. "Oh, Carlo. Look at me. Take a good look... Whose wedding do you think this is? This is my wedding. Mine, and I'll be marrying Luca. And you? You're just a madman crashing someone else's wedding."

There was a note on the flower, she took it and read them. ‘For my beautiful Evie, the one that made all this flowers felt inferior by her beauty…’ The blushed were visible on her face now became even redder. Oh my god, they are all so pretty! The ones in each corners were full of colorful flowers, specially white and yellow. What is that Baby Breath, she saw? She took the roses closer to her nose and it smelled really good too. “You like it?” Alex’s deep voice heard from her side and she turned her head immediately.

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.

Ava Amelia came jogging up to us, her red hair bouncing with each step, just as Chris was about to hand me the rose. He quickly dropped it back to his side and whirled around to face her. “Alpha Chris!” she called out breathlessly. “It’s so good to see you.” Before either of us could react, she suddenly clutched her chest, her eyes widening upon seeing the flower. “Oh, Chris…” she sighed dreamily, snatching the flower from his fingers. “Oh, you shouldn’t have.”

She said with a bow then ran to the other side of the bed to wake them up, Candy might insist on following Alex today also, she's free to do that. I stared down at the bouquet In my hands. Red roses are my favorite flowers and it seems the person who sent this knows that, so who did? I saw the little note at a side of the bouquet so I picked it up and was about opening it when Tania barged in, still on her pyjamas like me.