All Chapters of FANGS AND ROSES: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Family FracturesHayley's POVI woke up with a heavy heart, as the remembrance of yesterday's conversation with Roman made my chest heavy with worry. "There's something bigger about Scarlett, Rose. Something I'm afraid to even consider." I'd tossed and turned all night, prayers tumbling from my lips in a desperate whisper. Please, let Scarlett be innocent. Let this all be a misunderstanding.The morning sunlight shone through the curtains and lightened the dim room and the twins' cribs. I padded over to them quietly, watching their peaceful faces as they slept. How I wished I could protect them from all the chaos swirling around us.After reluctantly leaving them and freshening up for the day, I made my way downstairs for breakfast, the aroma of fresh coffee hit me. My mom from San Francisco was already bustling around the kitchen. She looked up as I entered, a warm smile spreading across her face."Morning, sweetheart," Mom said, her smile warm but tinged with concern. "You look

Taking A Breath Of AirHayley's POV The memory of everything rushed back to me as I woke up, and my eyes struggled to adjust to the bright morning light coming through the curtains. It had been days since I'd last seen Bree, and I craved her comforting presence. The pressure of everything, Scarlett's betrayal, her upcoming banishment, Roman's absence, pressed down on me like a physical force.I reached for my phone, my fingers hovering over Bree's contact. I desperately needed her calming presence. Before I could second-guess myself, I fired off a quick text:"Hey, Bree. Could really use a friend right now. Any chance you're free today?"I held my breath, waiting for a response. While I waited, I scrolled through my contacts and landed on Viola's name. She had not checked in for a while and I found myself craving her insight into this mess with Scarlett. After all she'll have news from what's happening over there at home between father and Scarlett."Viola, I hope I'm not disturbin

A Heavy Morning Roman's POV The morning sun was barely peeking through the clouds when I heard multiple cars pull up to the mansion. I glanced at the clock - 7:30 AM. Earlier than usual for visitors, even for Caspian. I walked over to the window, and from my spot standing there, I watched as Caspian emerged from his car, followed by Bree while Viola climbed out of another. My jaw clenched involuntarily. After yesterday's revelation about Victor, I wasn't in the mood for company. But I guess there was a good reason. "Ro?" Hayley's soft voice came from behind me. I barely heard her enter the room. "They're here for breakfast. They told me they'll come to welcome you back when I met with them yesterday.. before you arrived..." She informed me. I turned to face her, trying to soften my expression. "It's fine, Rose. I just..." I ran a hand through my hair, frustrated. "I'm not great for company right now." I murmured. She stepped closer, placing a gentle hand on my arm. "No one

Betrayal in Plain SightRoman's POVThis morning I woke up with new determination. I rubbed my tired eyes, determined to review more surveillance footage. Yesterday's run with Rose had helped clear my mind, made the bitterness and pain more manageable. I didn't expect to find anything new in the recordings, but I had to try. I had barely started hearing the recordings in my study.Then I heard it.Scarlett's voice came through the speakers, trembling slightly. "I don't know what to do. He's going to banish me from New York. I have nowhere to go." She cried.I leaned forward, turning up the volume. A female voice responded, making my anger spike."Come to San Francisco. We need to stick together now more than ever," the voice said. "It's time we dealt with Roman and Hayley once and for all." She told her. Wait. That voice sounds familiar.My fingers gripped the edge of my desk. That voice... I knew that voice."Are you sure?" Scarlett asked, hope creeping into her tone."Yes. Just co

Scarlett's Wedding Hayley's POV I stood before the full-length mirror in our bedroom, pulling down the hem of my emerald green dress for the hundredth time now. I felt nervous.The silk material mused against my skin as I stretched it, but even its luxurious touch couldn't calm my nerves. Today was my sister's wedding—if you could call someone who'd tried to kill you a sister."Stop fidgeting, Rose." Roman's deep voice called from the doorway. I didn't have to turn because I saw his reflection in the mirror before me, and my breath hitched in my throat. He looked devastatingly handsome in his charcoal suit, his dark hair slightly tousled as if he'd been running his fingers through it. His eyes, those piercing amber orbs that never failed to see right through me, held mine in the mirror."I can't help it," I mumbled, smoothing my hands over my stomach. The twins' birth had left its marks, but Bree had chosen this dress perfectly—it hugged in all the right places while still being ap