Romans & histoires Amy Rose Summer

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,

she greeted trying to conceal her anxiety. "have we met before"? Desmond deep husky voice asked looking straight into her eyes. no doubt she's very beautiful. he remembers that smell that natural rose fragrance he love so much he knew she was the strip tease that rejected him. even though he now remember he still maintain a straight indifference look

I smiled. Rose had mud covering her clothes, with splashes of water on her top as well. "You should change your clothes, otherwise you will catch a cold." She nodded with a sheepish smile, "I went to collect water from the river but slipped over the rock and fell." I paused but continued stirring again...the river. "Can you add the final petals and stir this? I have some work to do." Rose looked at me in shock and to my surprise, she shook her head in a no immediately, "I can't do that, you shall always complete your work other..."

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You

Rosemary As the sun set and Aurora was in Julie’s care, I decided to take a run. The evening air had a bite to it, the chill seeping through the trees and brushing against my fur as I raced through the woods. The forest stretched wide and endless around me, the earth soft beneath my paws, the rhythmic thud of each stride grounding me. Running like this, free and untethered, was my escape - a moment to feel alive amidst the chaos and uncertainty of everything I had come to face.

The Sunflower, with its vitality, was given by Jeffrey when he went to the amusement park. All the flowers were Jeffrey's favorites. Of all the flowers, there were no roses, which he chanted about as his favorite day and night. It was only at that moment that I realized that he loved roses but was unwilling to give them a place in his home. Jeffrey's exclusive ringing sounded, and the phone screen lit up. "I just got out of the hospital. Now I'm going to pick you up at the manor. "The rose bracelet is ready. You can bring it on later.

When I heard this, I pinched his cheeks and said, "So, you even began neglecting your own kid after that?" Austin leaned down and pressed our foreheads together. He then spoke with a hint of grievance in his voice, saying, "I didn't completely neglect him. But Teddy's eyes look exceptionally like yours, and every time he uses them on me, I can never bear to stay mad at him. Also…" Austin trailed off after that, but I could guess what he wanted to say. Rosanna had thoroughly enjoyed a life of luxuries after transmigrating into my life. Her own bedroom was filled to the brim with designer clothing and luxury handbags.

It moved farther and farther from the cemetery on the hillside, and farther away from all the love and hatred buried beneath Sicily's soil. Daisy leaned against Caleb's shoulder and looked out the window. The hillsides were covered in blooming irises. The warm breeze never felt better. Her new life had only just begun.

I still didn't get why they liked him. He was handsome, but well… I couldn’t quite get it. Maybe because he was my brother. Summer break was getting close in California, and there was something about the way the sun made everything smell that I loved. I had decided to spend June at my elder brother’s apartment before I resumed college. My brother, Davis, had moved out when he was nineteen and had been living alone ever since he started college. He was pissed off when I told him I was coming over, but what could he do to me?