Wild Rose Barding Novels & Stories

Ace stirred inside me, restless. It’s not natural, the wolf growled. It’s blood made weather. I tightened my grip on the railing. “I know who’s behind it.” James didn’t need to ask who. The name hung unspoken between us. He looked at me. “We should burn it before it reaches the gates.” I shook my head. “Fire won’t touch it. It’s not fog it’s will. Hers.” Down in the courtyard, the guards lit torches and raised walls of flame, but the mist devoured them. The air itself hissed, swallowing the light whole.

"Hel..." "I want you in my room now!" The boss ordered. How much she hated his commanding attitude. "Haaahhh! I will kill you." She screamed and stormed out of the room, stamping her feet very hard on the ground. Xander chuckled when he saw her reaction after the phone call. 'She is such a wild flower' There was a loud bang on the door. He knew that it was only Ariande that would do that. "Don't pull down my door as you did my car." He shouted to her hearing. She opened the door and barged in.

he walks off and kneels next to a small patch of Crimson Beebalm. Crimson Beebalm is a stunning flower. The petals are long and slender and they come out of a hairy looking center that is connected green leaves that look like they support the bud and a long smooth green stem. Best of all, it’s edible so I’ll be collecting some of it for the camp. Wait, what did he say? “It’s obviously either red or yellow, I don’t know of any grey muted colored flowers, the center even looks black.”

Like the house itself didn’t want me here. That’s when I saw it. A single white rose. Placed at the center of the hallway rug. No vase. No note. Just lying there, too perfect. Too intentional. I bent down to touch it, then stopped. Something about the way it was arranged, petals facing me like a pair of open eyes, made my skin crawl. And the scent… Not floral. Not soft. Smoke. I turned around and realized the faintest wisp of it was curling out from under a door halfway down the hall.

“Sorry, I’m a bit out of it.” She shrugged, and opening the small door in the gate. She had no umbrella with her, I’m guessing she go out in a hurry. Who wouldn’t when their cousin was standing in front of her own home gate, and staring at her house like a psycho? “Don’t apologize. Let’s get you inside before you catch a cold.” I nod, following her through the door. The walkway is just like I remember, on each side are prize winning roses. Of different colors. Huh? When do black roses exist? I took a small detour from following Alexis, bending over a patch of those strange black roses.

Some after revealing their roots they covered them back and some they but in a purse hanging around their waist. ‘Why are you guys digging up grass?’ ivory asked as she watched them doing their thing. ‘It’s isn’t just any grass, it’s snow grass’ Indigo replied. ‘Snow grass, what are those’ ivory asked looking around; Natasha shakes her head indicating she doesn’t know too. ‘It’s a type of grass which is used to make medicine and potion’ indigo replies ‘the older it gets the stronger its properties’. ‘Then why are you looking at their roots and covering them back’ Natasha asked.

She couldn't even bring herself to break the annoying alarm clock as this one was a customized one. The particular clock had a voice which always started with a sweet voice,"wakie wakie baby.... Rise and shine my queen..." But that was not the only reason, the reason we're never the words...nope... not at all... The reason was the voice... It belonged to Rudra... She still finds it a mystery to solve that how her friend caught a hold of Rudra's voice that too such sweet one... Groaning, she picked up her alarm clock on her nightstand, Sakshi looked at the time and said,

I looked around to find a note near the vase. #Bribe 2.2: Hope you're still in a good mood after #bribe 2.1. But if not, then these will definitely improve your mood. White rose reminds me a lot of you, y'know. Beautiful to look at, but can make you bleed if you press a wrong button, or wrong part of the stem. XD. Anyways, I'm learning how to prevent it. Hopefully I'll find one without thorns someday. Have a good day, friend. ;)

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.

Matt I winced at the thought, and I shook my head. "No. And… I don't think I'm thinking about it at all." "That's healthy," Arwen scoffed, picking up something that looked like flowers. She turned it left and right before placing it in my basket. "What's that?" "Wolfsbarro," she said. "And wolfsbane." "What?" I blinked. "Why would you—" She rolled her eyes. "Wolfsbane and wolfsbarro are related herbs. Neither of them will harm you, and they're used in various meals in that will help stabilize your magic."