Rose Contract Romane & Geschichten

" No, no! I can't wait. I need to meet you right now. Its kind of important. I am coming to pick you up from the club. Get yourself excused from the manager right now and come over.I need to discuss a new mission with you. " Ryan got inside his car as he walked. Rose could hear the roar of his engine as he hung up. " I wonder what's up with him this time? It definitely isn't about any mission.He is coming to pick me up personally, so it definitely means that we will not have other company. It's not our normal mission. " Rose confirmed to herself as she tied her hair up in a bun, looking at the glass wall. After excusing herself from the manager, she got rid of the sleeve that was holding her

Amanda asked with wide eyes. Rose laughed. “Yeah, but I had to leave because I couldn’t stand the former president. She was a huge bitch.” “No!” Amanda put her hands over her mouth. “What did she do?” Rose shrugged. “She drugged my juice. She was racist.” I had to mentally applaud my Rose. She was managing to give the truth without disclosing our secret. “So, Rose ended up with me.” I put my arm around her, and smiled at her. Ryan came up and put his arm around Amanda. “Hey, strangers! Still together?”

Rose exclaimed in shock. ***

Anything in between are add-on, unimportant or can I say a distraction. Something Rose proves to be, and before she becomes that, I'll end her like the multiple lives I've tonight. That is a promise!

" There were plenty of flower shops along the way, but none of them satisfied Willow. Eventually, she picked a store that looked clean and pretty and had beautifully wrapped flowers. Willow stepped inside. The shop owner greeted her with a smile. "What kind of flowers do you want to buy, kid?" "Roses!" Willow declared boldly. She heard that roses symbolized love. If she gave roses to her parents, they would surely understand just how much she loved them. The shop owner led her to the roses. "You can choose the roses, kid." "Thank you." Willow watched carefully from the side. There were different colors of roses—white ones, red ones, and even roses that gradually transitioned from white to bl

A hefty tip. The woman's eyes widened slightly, but she took it and uttered a low thanks before going back to do her job. "Yes," I murmured, still getting used to being associated with a name I knew almost nothing about except for the power and protection that came with it. "Nikolai," he held out a hand. "It is nice to meet you, Black Rose." I took his hand, not wanting to be rude. His palms were soft, dry, and the warmth of it caught me off guard. He held me longer than necessary before letting go.

she replied. "Nothing much... Means something happened," I said. "Well... I'll be fucking someone today," she replied making me choke on my spit. "You'll be doing what?" I asked like I had not just heard what she said. "You heard me right," she replied. "But.... What about your mate?" I questioned. "Look... Rosie. I'm an Omega. I accept my fate that my mate may probably never accept me when he realizes who I am," she responded. " So ... It's best I enjoy my life before I get old."

Like I had the power of life and death. The third one, however, I did not allow to burn entirely but only the edge of the petals. Half red and half black. Roses on fire. Suddenly, I let out a hysterical laugh until my cousin walked into the office, perhaps brought on by the smell or even my outbursts. “What the hell are you doing, Rick?” “Killing them!” I replied, keeping my fanatical grin on my face. “Killing roses…” he repeated as he approached. “You okay, bro?”

And yeah… Rose is finally in charge now. Watch her do her thing.