Rosesandthorns Geschichten

Love is love, no matter how you put it. There's always a want, a need, a sacrifice, a sentiment and more. This book tells a tale of Love that awaits its Healing Hour. Despite such pain.. it refuses to break. Find out why.

a poetry book. all these poems are based on my real life. roses and thorns stands for the ups and downs we face in life. there are several other meanings for roses and thorns, which are shown in this book. each part is a new poem or occasionally, there will be a continuation of another (labeled as part 2). please enjoy!

What is Love? Blessing or Curse

We can complain because rose bushes have thorns or rejoice because thorn bushes have roses- Abraham Lincoln Hope you enjoy it. Dont forget to like,comment & vote. Thankyou for reading:)

When Valentina returns to her family's failing rose ranch after her father's sudden stroke, the last person she expects to see is Rafael - her ex-fiancé who left her at the altar years ago for another woman. Now, with debts piling up and the ranch on the brink of ruin, her father's dying wish is simple but cruel: marry Rafael to save the ranch. Rafael is the wealthy heir of the neighbouring ranch, and though she hates him with every breath, he's the only one who can keep her family's legacy alive. But what she doesn't know is that Rafael never stopped loving her, and the secret that tore them apart is darker than she ever imagined. In a world of roses, betrayal, storms, and silent desires, Valentina must decide: save her family by marrying the man who broke her, or walk away and lose everything...including the only love that ever truly owned her heart. #RanchRomance #EnemiesToLovers #SecondChanceLove #FamilySecrets #BetrayalAndLove #TelemundoStyle #WattpadRomance #ForcedMarriage #RosesAndThorns #RanchDrama #EmotionalRomance #LoveAndSecrets #DarkRomance #PassionateLove #CowboyLove #FallingForHimAgain #WattpadOriginals

A compilation of poetry by yours truly.

this is a story full of angst, failed romance, sexual assault, murder and violence. but it has its kind moments, its all up to whether you wanna finish it 😉 Amara is a 23 year old girl who is an attorney. she does her job well, the best in her brand. until she comes across someone who she knows is guilty, but has to prove him innocent in her own mind, and in the courtroom.

Most of us are like roses. Lovely, fragrant, eye-catching and full of colour, but deep down we have thorns within us. The ones who try to pick us up from our sorrow, are the ones who feel our thorns. To them we show our vulnerability. They are pricked by our bad side and simultaneously get to know our best side. To others we show only our good, amiable countenance. They don't come too near to us, and thus are unharmed by our thorns and oblivious of that beautiful fragrance. To people we look joyful, always happy beings. But only our loved ones know the actual sorrow and happiness we are in everyday. So is the story of this girl. A tale of a girl fending for herself. Will anyone embrace her thorns alongside her fragrance? Or just look at her from afar and stay in their trance?

My one shot for the #TFSCHALLENGE Love, Laleh portion Hope you enjoy ;)

"A Thorn Is Better Than Poison. Right?. You Can Take A Thorn Out. But Not That's How I Feel When I See You. Adam." A Fantasy Novel About Werewolves. Elves.Vampires.And Non Humans.

roses are beautiful, one of a kind, lies. thorns are the absolute opposite. thorns are cruel, sharp, and get straight to the truth. while roses lay their seeds in other novels, thorns cut their way through this one. let "it's just thorns and roses" cut their own thorns into you, and you'll see the deathly truth, or, for you sentimental beings, let roses sprout and poison you're mind. just another one lost. --------------------- !CHAPTERS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE SHORT!

She tried to walk away... Pulling her closer to himself, he wrapped his arms around her. He bent low and gently, he took her lips in his... Slowly, they disengaged and her eyes fluttering open, she looked up at him with surprise evident in her eyes She stood there dumbfounded as the evening breeze blew while he looked at her expectantly Her eyes turning glassy, she broke the comfortable silence "I-I can't marry you" she stuttered; the tears took its course freely as it rolled down her cheeks "Why?" he asked "I... I don't want you to die" she sobbed... ...He called her name softly, cupping her tear stained face in his hands... "You aren't responsible for his death, you and I know that..." _________________________________ When life throws it's arrows at you... ... On whom will you rely on? Whose help will you seek? Life's Roses have thorns... __________________________________ ~~~Based on the poem Life's Roses by Chichedelle~~~ __________________________________ Started: January 24, 2021 Finished: