Danmachi Rose 소설 & 이야기

Daven's body immediately bounced perfectly on the floor, until then I turned to see the figure of the man standing right next to me. Yes ... He was the man with the cold gaze. “Stop bothering Princess Rose or you'll have to deal with me!” "Who are you? You have nothing to do with us! Princess Rose is my wife!” "Daven, stop! We no longer have any relationship, or do I need to clarify our relationship?" I said in the end because I was fed up. “Princess Rose, I ….” "Daven Chan, I am Rose Mery, now I have ended our relationship and I am not your Luna anymore!" I said in a trembling voice.

The sun rises. The sky turns gold. The birds sing. The ones who came back. The ones who flew south and returned. I close my eyes. I listen. I breathe. I stay. --- Damon finds me an hour later. He is holding two mugs of coffee. He hands me one. He sits next to me. He sees the shoots. He looks at me. "They are coming back," he says. "They are." "The roses." "The roses. The light. The warmth. All of it."

Damien watched as Serenity trailed a finger over his rose tattoo, her hand drew a 'S' like pattern where the stem was supposed to be; for a moment her actions had halted his breathing when he realised that she was looking at that one specific tattoo. He had gotten it for her obviously, not that she would ever know about it. He had made a good job of concealing it and it would take a real close look for people to realise that the stem of the rose was actually 'S' with some designed added to it; but it wasn't like he was walking around shirtless for people to stare at him. Well people stared at him even when he was fully clothed. "Why a rose?" She asks him curiously making Damien rake his brai

Damon yelled, Instead of letting her go, he pulled her closer and she saw his canines elongating. “Mine!!” He growled, possessively. “Yes Zander, she’s yours but you are hurting her,” Damon spoke, “Look at what you are doing,” He paid no attention to Damon and dug his canines into the spot where her neck met her shoulder. She screamed in pain. He marked her. He was forced off her and Damon, Vilkas and other warriors were on top of him, trying to hold him down. Screaming at him to calm down. Rose fell to the ground, blood flowing down her neck.

He reserved a special glare for Rose as they rounded the last corner, leading to the corridor that housed Jasmine's office and almost walked into her. "Rose, I see you were released from the cell," Damon said as evenly as he could. He had a special hatred for the woman, she was the worst kind of snake, presenting herself as a respectable figure when in reality she was a cold-hearted bitch with arsenic pumping through her veins. "Have you returned to duty?" he asked in as civilized tone as he could manage.

The smoke, the fire, the lies—none of it mattered when he looked at her like that. His fingers brushed her cheek, slow and reverent. “I tried to stay away from you,” he said. “But you didn’t.” Their lips met in a crash of heat and confusion, need and fury. Her hands tangled in his hair. His mouth was urgent, devouring, worshipping. The kiss deepened, wild and consuming, like the fire roaring through the mansion. He pinned her against the wall, his hands exploring every inch of her with desperate intensity. She gasped as he kissed down her neck, her collarbone, pushing the fabric of her maid’s uniform aside like it offended him. Their breaths mingled in a haze of lust and smoke.

I'm just grateful she finally decided to come back to DemonCrest with me. A tap on my shoulder brought me out of the trance I was in. I swung around "What?" I said angerily. Layla froze and pulled her hand back. "So this is your mate? Ha!" She laughed. I could feel Jax clawing to take control. Just another day.

'' I chuckle at the end. Emmet joins me, ''What's with you and bumping into people, recently? I'll be there in five.'' He replies and I smile—knowing how he would always be there for me whenever I need him. Dropping my phone back in my purse, ''I'm Rose, by the way.'' I say, giving my hand as I earn a smile from him; seeing that he has a perfect set of dimples which surprises me at the sight of them. ''Elia,'' He replies, shaking my hand.

Rosa said, trying not to match his tone, one of them had to be calm, and it looked like she had to be that person. “Look, I’m sorry I’m just… I’ve had a rough day.” He said this time meekly making Rosa smile in triumph. “It’s fine, I fully comprehend that. I’m Rosalina, Rosa for short.” She said, stretching her hands to him. “Hello, beautiful rose. I’m Damon.” He said, taking her hand in his, he brushed his lips against it. Rosa felt her insides melting at not just his voice, but the feel of his smooth, slightly calloused palm and the light tickle of his mustache against her skin.

I stored that information away for future reference now that I was going to a place completely filled with them. The salty air mixed with the rocking of the ship wasn't doing any good for my stomach so I headed back inside the ship. I stopped at my brother's level and spotted them at a dingy table playing a card game. Felix looked up and spotted me right away. Before I would have assumed that was because he was really aware of his surroundings but now I think it's more to do with his vampiric capabilities. "Hey, Rose, had enough of the salty air?" "Yeah. What are you guys playing?" I take a seat in the spare chair.