Wild Rose Barding Novels & Stories

After sunrise, Dario returned to the manor. The east wing had been burned beyond recognition. Workers moved through the ruins to clear the remaining debris. Julia stood next to Dario. She was wrapped in a blanket, and her face looked pale. "Do you think Daisy might still be inside?" Julia asked shakily. Dario ignored her completely. He stared at the items being carried out from the wreckage. He couldn't tell whether he felt relieved or terrified. "Don Verdant!" one of the workers called out as he ran over. "We found this near the staircase on the east side."

The winter roses were in full bloom, their petals glowing silver under the moon, frost edging their thorns like delicate lace. Liera gasped as they stepped into the clearing. “Wow… I had only heard of them. Never seen them.” The frozen roses stretched before them, their blooms perfect and ethereal, silver frost sparkling on every petal. The garden was a hidden jewel of Ravencrest, a place few were allowed to enter. Ryke had come here often when the weight of his duties grew too heavy. Now, he watched Liera as she stepped closer, her green eyes wide with wonder, fingers reaching out to touch a bloom without disturbing the frost.

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."

She noticed a family of red-breasted cardinals high in the trees, with the mother bringing food to her young as Jenny made her way to meet Alexander for coffee. A path of flagstones spread out before her, lined with white daisies boasting bright yellow centers, purple asters, and pale yellow dandelions. As she walked beneath the blooming dogwood tree, she spotted tiny mushrooms peeking out at its base. Sweet woodruff, with its tiny white flowers, carpeted the ground, creeping up to the edge of the path hemmed in by beauty-berry bushes, which were adorned with lush purple clusters of berries resembling tiny grapes.

My name is Alexandria Rivers. I am 17 years old. I am the daughter of Joyce & Edward Rivers, Beta's to Alpha Brian Jackson of the Green Wood pack. My brother, Tyler Rivers, is best friends with the future Alpha Mason Jackson, and also next in line to become Beta. Alpha Brian and Luna Samantha have always been very kind to me. Mason and I began dating in middle school, and Luna Samantha has been teaching me how to be a Luna, in case Mason and I are mates. I finally get to shift and find my mate in 1 week. I'm really hoping Mason is my mate. My mother says that with the mate bond, you can feel what she described as "Sparks" when you touch your mate. Mason and I have both noticed a tingling sen

Smith's accounts, there haven't been any transactions at all…" John tapped his fingers on the desk, irritable and growled coldly, "She's the one who planted the black roses, didn't she? Always playing such nonsensical tricks just to get me to go looking for her… Just to make me cave to her whims! "Go! Bring some men with you and search every inch of this villa. If she's really in this villa, make her kneel before Lara and apologize! "Also, dig those black roses out, root and all. The very sight of them irritates me!"

The manor was white with big floor to ceiling glass windows, it looked celestial under the moonlight. I have been in WillowRidge for my whole life, but I never knew about this manor, no one could see this from the road, it is so well hidden. What a wonder. The assistant opened my door and took me to the side of the manor through a garden of colourful flowerbeds that looked so beautiful even at night. We crossed a beautiful wooden door to a private sitting area, a place so beautiful, elegant flowers, fairy lights, a cabin made of glass walls and ceilings, I am not joking. The assistant took me in and asked me to sit on one of the chairs, I hesitantly did. I was mesmerised by the beauty , Natu

When Hail was about to walk out to get more books so they could join, Raze tugged his shirt. “We don’t have any idea how to make barriers so please give us something to do so we can help,” he carefully addressed. Red Woods is one of his homes and he will do anything for its protection and safety, just like what he is doing in the human world. “Can you do further research about the stickiest rubber found in the woods?” Claude appeared behind Hail. Jet walked towards the three when overheard that they were discussing something important. He already examined what is happening in their surroundings. Although he cannot see the border right now, he can feel the increase in the temperature within t

The breeze carried it gently, as if leading us toward its source. Until we spotted it up ahead, a small open field surrounded by tall trees. Nestled at the heart of it was a wild patch of white roses. They weren’t arranged in neat rows or carefully tended like a garden. These roses grew freely, scattered among the tall grass, yet somehow they were thriving. There were so many of them that I found myself momentarily frozen, quietly mesmerized by the sight. “Wait here,” Ragnar said gently, turning his head toward me. “The thorns are sharp. Just stay here and wait for me.”