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Where the rose tree follows

Where the rose tree follows

Toddria Holiday
After the death of her parents, Resena Blackwell lived a life a sadness and emptiness thanks to the cruelty of her Aunt, Uncle, and Cousin, however, after a chance encounter while on her way to the drycleaners, Resena meets a handsome yet mysterious man by the name of Julius Spencer. Could Julius be the key that finally brings Resena joy and happiness after so many years of pain? Follow the journey of Resena each week as she finds her way back to the roses!
A Burning Rose: Book One

A Burning Rose: Book One

Phoenix
I don't have friends, and I'm yet to develop the need for them. After what happened last year, I learned friends can stab you in the back, and I've never fully recovered from it.
The last year taught me a bitter lesson- never trust anyone. Not even friends because they will do anything to destroy you, even when you did absolutely nothing wrong to them.
Ora Marshal is a nineteen-year-old history university student. Her first day doesn't go as planned after seeing the man that she thought she wo...
The Alpha's Rose - Mature  Content

The Alpha's Rose - Mature Content

Mel Fangs Leigh-Anne Hankins
"You are the Rose that I need and desire in amongst all of the thorns."
One summers full moon night changes everything for Rosalie, an 18-year-old soon to be college graduate from Carlsden City. One moment, she is planning her whole life once she graduates, the next, she is finding out that she is in fact, a werewolf, and that a whole new life away from the human world she has become accustomed to, awaits her.
Once reunited with her pack, Rosalie's wolf locks eyes on soon to be new Alpha, Ja...
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Cons of Loving a black wolf

Cons of Loving a black wolf

Kingsley Okoawo
I couldn't get my eyes off my window as I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Outside there in the darkness that was gradually going down due to the faint morning light, I continously stared at a thing no word in the English dictionary can explain.
*It was a black wolf with red eyes. So big that I could bet that it was two times bigger than Zane in his wolf form. But that wasn't the scary thing. The scary thing was that, it had a round substance on it's mouth. And since I know that I could se...
Loving You Is My Only Cure

Loving You Is My Only Cure

jenny
It took her five years to follow her own wishes and marry him. Yet he sold her to the Resorts World LA, killed their baby with his own hands...... What he did reduced her to the unprecedented misery and uncountable unhappiness. However, when she finally got rid of her love for him, which was like a poisonous thorn, he changed his mind and begged her to stay as if he"s gone mad. But for her, none of them mattered--love or reputation. He"d rather die than crawl back to the grave he built for her!
Rose Bailey: My Mate, My Flower

Rose Bailey: My Mate, My Flower

teast87
My name is Rose Bailey. I am seventeen years old and about to start my senior year of High school. I have always lived a normal, boring, human life. Never believed in the supernatural or the love at first sight sh#t that others girls my age fall for. That is until I move with my mom and two brothers back to the small town where my mom grew up. My mom makes us stay at this house or should I say castle with a lot of other people living there. Imagine my surprise when I walked in on a man and two w...
The Rose Of The Impotent C.E.O

The Rose Of The Impotent C.E.O

Raven Heart
“You need money? I can give you that, you only need to be my wife.” Those words, his cold and emotionless eyes told me that he sad. Roselyn Jensen is known as a queen of bad luck and clumsiness. But she a warm, sunny and loving person. She stops studying in college because her mother is in comma because of an accident. She meet
a man that will change her life. She can easily attach herself to people but she fell for him because he is the saddest man she meet. For some reason she had this feelin...
 Loving the Alpha Who Killed My Pack

Loving the Alpha Who Killed My Pack

Joy Brown
I lay in his arms, each breath tasting of blood and snow—he was the one who slaughtered my entire clan. The silver blade was within reach, his throat just inches from my revenge.
But he opened his eyes, those silver-gray depths locking onto my knife. The silver burned my palm as he pinned me beneath him, forcing bitter moonbane down my throat. His fingers traced the "traitor" brand seared into my chest. "Scars fade," he whispered. That tenderness cut deeper than any hatred ever could.

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